Three Kingdoms: The Reverse Son of the Guan Family, Dragon Blessing Jingxiang

"Mr. Yan, what are you looking at..." When he said this, Cao Ren also followed Yan Zhen's gaze and looked up at the sky.

only…

With just a raise of his head, Cao Ren's words stopped abruptly.

Because...he also saw countless flying balls slowly landing in the sky above Fancheng.

Before he had time to react, wailing sounds could be heard.

As Cao Ren's heart thumped loudly, countless fires began to spread throughout Fan City, spreading rapidly from the inside out.

At this moment, Cao Ren seemed to be stupid. He was dumbfounded and dumbfounded, but the fire... would not stop spreading because of his actions.

Countless huge flying balls were flying slowly from the center of Fancheng to the surrounding areas.

Wherever the huge flying ball went, there was an explosion first, and then flames burst out, and then...the flames seemed to be endless, and began to burn, burning more and more fiercely.

Fancheng is close to the Han River, and it is night time, and the river breeze is strong...

The fire swept wildly with the help of the wind, and the smoke and dust and the soaring fire burned the towers and pavilions, as well as the storage places for weapons and rations.

In the sky, in the rattan basket under the hot air balloon, Gan Ning, Sun Jiao, and Su Fei had a clear division of labor, and everything seemed to be in order.

Sun Jiao is responsible for taking out the glass bottle;

Su Fei is responsible for igniting the fire;

Gan Ning's process was the most complicated. He needed to hold the glass bottle filled with iron nails and liquid, and then take out a lead from the sealed wooden stopper.

The fire ignited the fuse... and the fuse instantly burst into flames.

Then, Gan Ning didn't need to aim, he just glanced down casually. He couldn't throw it accurately anyway, so he just had to make sure it hit Fancheng and throw it from the sky.

Very relaxing, very comfortable, and very pleasant...

certainly…

Gan Ning was not the only one doing this, the more than 400 flying balls beside him... all followed the same steps!

For four months, these flying ball soldiers have been training day and night. They have practiced these steps of "air-dropping incendiary bombs" countless times and are already familiar with them.

Immediately afterwards, these glass bottles containing "white phosphorus", "sulfur", "saltpeter" and "charcoal" fell straight down and fell into a house.

At this time...the fuse had burned into the sealed bottle, the kerosene ignited, and the ignition point of white phosphorus was only 40 degrees, and a large amount of gas was instantly produced in the bottle.

The glass bottle smashed just as it hit the ground. The gas collided with the air, and there was a loud noise. Countless glass shattered into pieces and flew around.

A group of soldiers on night watch looked at the suddenly smashed glass, and then looked at the fire... Before they could react, the flying nails and glass fragments tore their faces apart!

These soldiers quickly covered their faces and wailed, "Eyes...my eyes!"

"My neck...ah..."

"Blood...why is there so much blood!"

In fact, if they were just stabbed by glass, they should really burn incense!

because…

Along with the glass... flames and kerosene, as well as sulfur, saltpeter and charcoal were splashed out at the same time. It was like a "ignition" meal, shooting out quickly and sweeping across like a tarsal maggot. Generally, sputtering is everywhere.

The burning kerosene stuck to the house and under the eaves, and the houses began to burn.

In the stable, the Wei army already had a lot of cavalry, and the fur of a large number of horses was on fire. They were frightened and ran around... bumping around like headless flies.

This fire oil also splashed on people, and people subconsciously wanted to hit them, but... this fire oil was mixed with "white phosphorus". The fires in Jiangxia have proven... that this white phosphorus cannot be extinguished even with water.

Ordinary beatings can only be in vain.

On the armor, in the underwear, and... on the body, soldiers of the Wei army have turned into burning men.

More and more houses were set on fire. Because it was night, Wei Jun who was resting in many rooms ran out like crazy.

It seems that because they have suffered this kind of loss too many times and been burned by fire too many times, most of them know how to cover their noses with a wet cloth...

But, time is so tight, where can I find a wet cloth?

Also, because there is white phosphorus in the flame.

These smokes... are not ordinary smoke, they are poisonous smoke and dust. When blown by the river wind... this poisonous smoke sweeps across Fancheng faster than flames... there is no place to hide.

Soon, the fire began to devour people. The burned people went crazy, making shrill noises like night owls. They rushed out of the room, aimlessly rushing towards the people around them in an attempt to save them. Own.

only…

At this time, we already have too much time to take care of ourselves, who can save whom?

Soon, the white phosphorus burned, bringing a temperature of more than a thousand degrees, and burned those headless Wei soldiers into nothing but a skeleton. Soon, they would turn into a pile of ashes!

Than they died in such pain.

Those Wei soldiers who were sleeping smelled the poisonous smoke in their sleep... They seemed to be luckier when they left this world without any consciousness in their drowsiness.

In fact, Wei Jun's sentry tower noticed the flying balls that filled the sky just as night fell, but... firstly, they came too fast, and secondly... they were too majestic and spectacular.

Not to mention the ancients, no matter who sees these hundreds of flying balls landing in unison, they will be shocked and at a loss, right?

Even if they take 10,000 steps back and report it as quickly as possible, what will happen?

No matter how fast a person runs, can he fly as fast?

The stars and moon have long been covered...

But the entire Fancheng was illuminated by flames like daylight.

The flying balls in the sky still had no intention of stopping, and continued to "throw" Molotov cocktails into Fan City. The fire oil splashed everywhere, and the entire Fan City was completely reduced to a sea of ​​​​purgatory fire.

The scariest thing is...

Cao Ren, who reacted immediately, acted decisively and resolutely...quickly organized tens of thousands of soldiers to put out the fire and extinguish the flames...

But soon, he discovered that this was of no use!

This fire cannot be extinguished at all——

Even the ships on the banks of the Han River were covered in fire, and the hot air... seemed to be roasting everything.

No, it's burning everything down.

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"Is it almost done?"

In the rattan basket of the hot air balloon, Sun Jiao picked up the few remaining "incendiary bottles" and suggested: "This fire is already big enough. Why don't you keep some of the remaining incendiary bottles and use them next time."

"Why are you saving Master Yunqi?" It seemed that Su Fei was more familiar with the origin of the Molotov cocktail. He explained, "There are countless fuels in Sifang Mountain in Anlu City, Jiangxia... Burn it, burn it. Let's... burn them all! I think... this Ni Wei is destined to commit fire! Haha, what kind of earthly virtue does this Ni Wei boast of? It's really earthy, how could it be burned like this by fire?"

While Su Fei was talking eloquently...

Gan Ning gave a decisive order, "Send a signal to make the entire flying ball rise again——"

"Ah? Why are you flying so high at this time?" Su Fei was stunned and asked in confusion.

Gan Ning looked at the thick smoke coming out of the flames, "I don't feel safe if we only stay upwind. Now this fire... this smoke is enough... Let's fly up to avoid this thick smoke, and also let the brothers Wear a mask! One puff of this poisonous cigarette will make you unable to recover for ten days and a half!"

There is no doubt that although Gan Ning is a fierce man, he is also a very rational one.

During flight training, Liu Ye emphasized the issue of avoiding heavy smoke countless times.

But... many people don't take it seriously, thinking... with such a strong wind, how could the smoke fly into the sky?

But Gan Ning was the only one who remembered it clearly.

It's true as he ordered. If it's really just upwind, avoiding the poisonous smoke... it's not safe!

This also shows from the side that hundreds of horses robbed Cao Ying...

But it's not just about bravery and lack of resourcefulness... robbing Cao Ying of a caterpillar?

Gan Ning's childhood experience destined him to be a rare all-rounder in both civil and military affairs, no matter how reckless he was!

Following Gan Ning's instructions, the signal was sent, and the hot air balloons rose upwards again. In fact... they only rose ten meters, and the incendiary bottles continued to be thrown down.

However, at this time, doing so feels a bit like "putting people to death"!

The wind helps the fire, and the fire borrows the power of the wind... In just half an hour, more than 10,000 Wei soldiers were burned to death and poisoned by poisonous smoke in Fancheng!

But who knew that this fire had just begun.

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Yan Zhen was stunned. He watched the fire helplessly but was unable to do anything.

Cao Ren has long since disappeared, and so has Zhao Yan.

For the first time, Yan Zhen experienced such an extreme and real world.

When the water was diverted to Xiangfan, he was a guest, Mr. Yan, a person respected by the entire Cao Wei Dynasty. But when the disaster was approaching, Yan Zhen... found that no one cared about him for a long time.

Faintly, Yan Zhen saw Zhao Yan organizing his troops to rescue the water. Faintly... Yan Zhen saw Cao Ren finally gathering an archery team, but unfortunately...

The fire cannot be put out!

Flying ball...how could an ordinary arrow shoot down that flying ball that was so proud of itself in the sky?

This is like... using a mortal body to fight against gods!

There were fires in all directions, and thick smoke rising into the sky. At this moment...the dense flying balls that covered the sky were still mercilessly scattering Molotov cocktails.

Exploded, shattered, and then flames... jetted, swept away!

People kept turning into burning people, and people kept falling down. Many people were burned black.

This has become especially obvious after the failure of Cao Ren and Zhao Yan's counterattack. In the face of extreme fear, all the Wei troops began to shout in panic. They wanted to hide, but there was nowhere to hide because there was thick smoke everywhere... There were great fires, and from time to time the terrible bottles fell from the sky.

Huge thick smoke covered the entire Fan City... Tens of thousands of Wei soldiers crowded in the city desperately covered their mouths and noses with wet cloths, but they still couldn't stop coughing crazily.

They could no longer tell the direction. The ship that had originally been used to prevent water from flowing back had already set ablaze. They could only run out of the city, but the two gates of Fancheng had long been completely blocked by mountains of sandbags.

The fire cannot burn the sandbags, but it can bake the sand hot.

Under such a temperature, Wei Jun could not move the sandbags away at all.

The sandbags that originally prevented the Han River from flowing back have now become a natural barrier that trapped Wei soldiers to death.

"This damn sandbag...this damn sandbag—"

"Who can move them away——"

"Ah...hot, so hot——"

Every Wei soldier howled and lamented helplessly, incompetently and innocently, and the light in his eyes gradually faded...

In the daytime, they were still showing off their power, trying to let the Jingzhou Army taste the backflow of Han River and recapture Xiangyang, but... now, they have turned into "poor bugs" who are extremely eager to live!

Yan Zhen also hurried to a city gate and looked at the mountains of sandbags.

Listening to the wailing sounds, he forced himself to calm down, and he yelled hysterically: "Only...only by removing those sandbags can we escape...Quickly, let's all work together, help...let's get rid of this..." Move the sandbags away!”

Because of his stubborn character and because his life was threatened, Yan Zhen shouted desperately, trying to assemble the group of soldiers in the chaos.

At times like this, only by not being afraid of the heat and working together can we have hope of survival.

only…

Yan Zhen thought of this matter simply.

During the day, he was a water conservancy master and the key to the plan to divert water back to Xiangfan. Naturally... everyone respected him.

But now, because of him... the city gate was completely blocked, because of him... all the Wei army's attention was on diverting water to pour water, but they ignored the sky.

Although, there is no intuitive relationship between diversion of water and flying balls from the sky.

But... human nature is like this. When faced with a wrong established fact, the first thing that comes to mind is not to blame yourself... but to find someone to take the blame, or to complain about others.

precisely…

On top of Yan Zhen's head was a big pot!

"it's him…"

When a leader of the Wei army noticed Yan Zhen coming here, he looked at him angrily, pointed at him with his index finger, and said fiercely: "It's him...it's him who asked us to use these sandbags to block the city gate." Come on, it’s him...he...liar...a dog thief, a traitor, a dog liar!"

"Today... we are all going to die in this sea of ​​fire, all because of this liar! We have all been deceived by him!"

The words of this little leader of the Wei army seemed to ignite gunpowder all of a sudden.

Immediately afterwards, countless Wei soldiers began to make the most severe accusations against Yan Zhen.

"Are you a spy sent by Jingzhou?"

"Drain the water, you said that on purpose to attract our attention, right?"

"That's it... evil thief, take your life!"

Voices came out one after another...

Angry Wei Jun was already charging towards Yan Zhen. At this time, when being burned by the scorching heat, no one could think rationally.

As long as they are human, they will think about who harmed them to such an extent!

"kill him…"

"Thief, take your life -"

The sharp saber has been drawn, not one person, but a group of people.

The steel knife was raised high in the light of the fire. Yan Zhen would never have thought in his dreams that he was obviously here to help Cao Wei, and he was obviously here to facilitate Wei and Wu's surprise attack on Jingzhou.

But why? Why is it that the people who want to kill him now are the soldiers of Wei State?

He...what did he do wrong?

"What are you going to do? What are you going to do?"

"Where is General Zixiao?"

"Mr. Zhao Yan... (where is he alive)?"

In panic, Yan Zhen could only shout, but where is Cao Ren and where is Zhao Yan? Even if there was, he was afraid that he would never be able to wait for...the blessing of these two people.

He didn't wait for Yan Zhen to finish speaking.

"ah…"

He only felt his pupils shrink and his heart tighten suddenly, and then... his body was penetrated by a pair of knives, no... not one, but countless knives.

Pain... severe pain, accompanied by scorching heat burning the internal organs.

But...even if Yan Zhen died, it seemed that You Zi could not stop this group of Wei soldiers who had sealed you to the extreme. They were furious...

They drew their knives crazily and inserted them crazily, one sword after another... hundreds of them pierced Yan Zhen with each knife, until Yan Zhen was broken into pieces!

It seems that even God doesn't want to see such a cruel scene.

Just after these Wei soldiers had completely vented, several glass bottles fell from the sky in succession, and then... there was the sound of shattering glass bottles colliding with the ground, the sound of explosions after the fuse entered the bottles, the explosion of kerosene, and the sound of death. The poisonous smoke!

Almost instantly, Yan Zhen's body, and the Wei troops wielding swords were all covered and buried in flames!

On the ground... broken arms and limbs were burning everywhere.

On the ground, groups of howling fire men were bumping around, wailing innocently.

As for... Cao Ren and Zhao Yan, whom Yan Zhen called out.

Let’s talk about the latter first. He led troops to put out the fire but was ineffective. He wanted to quickly retreat to the city gate, but... he was met with more than 20 firemen rushing towards him. When these firemen saw Zhao Yan, they seemed to think they saw hope and light!

Then, they rushed towards them... Zhao Yan, a scribe, could not outrun these burning people. In an instant... he was embraced by them, and then he... really turned into light!

With "No, no..." he turned into light in despair.

Compared to Zhao Yan, Cao Ren is undoubtedly lucky. In this irreversible situation, the only one who can escape is underground...

Cao Ren hid in a wine cellar. When he went down to the wine cellar, he saw the extremely miserable scene. He saw that the 40,000 Wei troops turned into ashes in just a short time before his eyes. His body trembled violently. It was so severe that his Adam's apple rolled... He wanted to find someone to talk to, someone to release his current mood.

But... before the fire, his personal guards had disappeared long ago, and Cao Ren didn't know whether they were burned to death, fainted by poison, or abandoned him and fled alone——

Thinking of this, his body trembled even more...

He finally raised his head and glanced at the flying balls that had completed their mission and burned a city, and continued to rise into the sky.

It's like - just throw away your clothes and hide your merit and fame. It's simply abominable... It's abominable to the extreme!

"me…"

I wanted to say something harsh, but with my naked eyes I saw a glass bottle falling nearby. I wanted to say something harsh like a hammer compared to my life.

Cao Ren fled into the underground wine cellar in embarrassment...

But even here, he could feel the suffocating flames!

hot…

too hot!

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One flying ball after another, all the glass bottles were thrown down.

They have completed their mission and are constantly rising into the sky. More and more flying balls are flying into the sky. Under their feet, the entire Fancheng is burning, burning crazily. The fires all over the sky, the tongues of flames spraying, and the many buildings built by Cao Cao , the proud building turned directly into a ball of flames, with crackling sounds everywhere.

In this way, this city... built by Zhongshanfu during the period of King Xuan of Zhou Dynasty, who was named the "Fan Kingdom", was not destroyed by the Han River, but collapsed under the "crazy bombardment" of flying balls from the sky. .

Thick smoke filled the entire city, and all the buildings turned into ashes. From time to time, the disgusting smell of barbecue could be heard in the air... and the poisonous gas scattered under the thick black smoke!

Only, the thick pile of sand blocked the two city gates as always, like two giant beasts that had been dormant for a long time, guarding the place tightly and not allowing any "rats" or "xiaoxiao" to enter. Escape here!

The strong wind is swaying the fire, and it is still spitting out flames...

The ashes after the fire fell like rain.

This thin layer of ashes covers the entire Fan City, witnessing the complete decline of this Xiangfan military fortress!

The flying balls had risen into the sky and finally disappeared one by one.

I'm afraid... Before a drenching rain, Fancheng couldn't see the stars and the moon...

The billowing smoke and dust covered the city as always.

On the contrary, above the sky, four hundred flying balls and nearly 1,300 flying ball soldiers burst out laughing.

In the past, this laughter would have been described as shaking the heavens and the earth, reaching into the sky.

But this time... Needless to say, they really laughed wantonly and happily in the sky, in the clouds.

"Hahahaha, it's so good. I've never had such a good fight in my life!"

Sun Jiao changed from the previous depression and brooding in Soochow, and seemed to be shouting from the bottom of his heart... He wanted to completely release this shout on the top of the clouds.

"Yeah..." Su Fei looked like he was just about to recover from the shock.

He opened his mouth, wanting to express something, but with his clumsy tongue, he suddenly found that he was running out of words and didn't know what to say... He scratched his head, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

Gan Ning still laughed out loud "Hahahaha...".

He laughed as if he was released, "This battle was so enjoyable, even more enjoyable than when I had hundreds of horses rob Cao's camp two years ago..."

Yes, training is one thing, but actual combat...that's another thing entirely.

Looking at the huge fire...

Seeing Cao Wei's soldiers and horses, like ants, scurrying around without caring, Gan Ning felt happy in his heart!

This kind of happiness is something you will never experience in Soochow in your lifetime!

——"What a special pleasure!" 』

Hearing the released tone of Sun Jiao and Gan Ning, Su Fei finally remembered what he wanted to ask.

"We are following the agreed time, but we don't know what's going on in Yancheng and Pinglu City. From time to time, it's like Fancheng... the sea of ​​​​purgatory fire!"

If Gan Ning and Sun Jiao were completely released, then... Su Fei was looking at the entire battlefield.

But Gan Ning interrupted directly, "I won't bother you with this... Mr. Huang and Mr. Liu Ye are here too... They are in a position overlooking three battlefields! But... I guess it should be like Fancheng, a purgatory. The sea of ​​fire, the Shura field under the moonlight——"

Gan Ning said this quite firmly.

However, as the vanguard of the Flying Team, he overlooked one thing, that is, there are indeed three fortresses: Fancheng, Yancheng, and Pinglu City...

But when Guan Lin made overall arrangements.

The two cities that will eventually be burned down are...

He left a city alone!

Because...there is a key person in this city;

At the same time, leaving this city behind, the city itself has become very critical——

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