Chapter 585: easy

Chapter 585 Easy

According to original historical records, the person who used rockets extensively for the first time in Chinese history should have been the Chencang guard Hao Zhao whom Zhuge Laoyao faced during his second Northern Expedition.

Hao Zhao used rockets to defend the city and poured oil on the ladders to burn them. The old demon Zhuge didn't take precautions and was burned to death.

Even Zhuge Lao Yao couldn’t imagine the day he would be burned by fire. One can imagine how difficult it is to attack and defend a city with fire.

Because fire attack generally requires the use of oil.

But these days, the sources of anointing oil are basically animals.

On weekdays, only wealthy people can eat meat. The common people in Guizhou do not have a few drops of oil when eating. How can there be a large amount of anointing oil for the army to use on a large scale in fire attacks?

Why did Cao Cao fail at Red Cliff?

In addition to winning people at the right time and place, another important reason is that he did not know that Jiangdong could use fish to boil a large amount of anointing oil.

Hence, Pang Hui, who came from the north, would never have thought that a certain country bumpkin could obtain a large amount of non-edible tung oil from the south, let alone that there was a high-efficiency transportation organization in the world that was abnormal for this era.

Its name is Dongfeng Express, which can deliver the tung oil to Longshan Mountain.

The most important thing is that the country turtle has a revolutionary improved counterweight trebuchet, coupled with a carefully cultivated artillery team, it can easily throw tung oil into the Guancheng with a radius of more than one mile.

China has been accustomed to building houses with wood since ancient times, and this habit has been passed down to later generations for more than a thousand years.

Later generations of bandits discovered this, so they produced incendiary bombs.

Now Longshan Mountain is full of trees, and Longguan City is naturally full of wooden houses.

When the sun is high, the time, place, and people will be favorable for the fire attack.

Ordinary people in this era have little awareness of fire prevention. When they see a fire, they subconsciously just throw water on it. They never think that to prevent oil fire from attacking the city, they should bury it with sand.

Even if Pang Hui thought of it later, he would have no choice, because in the face of this kind of oil fire that was about to burn through the whole city, there was not enough sand and soil prepared in Guancheng.

Just to seize Longguan and cut off Zhang He's way of reinforcements, Feng Yong could even watch the old demon Zhuge attack Jicheng and Shanggui, and was unwilling to expose the artillery convoy in his hand in advance.

What if the prime minister of the Han Dynasty took it away and was unwilling to return it? This is his most important trump card to capture Longguan within five days.

As the city wall under his feet also became hot, Pang Hui finally felt fear.

The black clay pots above their heads continued to fly by. The Han army seemed determined to burn all the people in the city to death. As long as there was oil, the fire in the city would not be extinguished easily.

Cao Jun under the city wall finally found that he could not control the fire at all. He could not put out the fire with the only water in the city. Instead, the more water he splashed, the bigger the fire became. In the end, he had to flee in all directions.

Chaos began to spread to Cao Jun on the city wall. Feng Yong saw this scene and ordered, "Prepare to push back the antlers and horses in front of the city wall."

Zhang Yi received the order and began to command the Han army to advance with oars and shields and destroy the antlers and horses standing about a hundred steps away from the city wall.

According to Pang Hui's idea, this is the best time to shoot arrows in the city, but now everyone is panicked and sweating, who can bother to stop the Han army?

"The fire only burned the lower part, not the city wall. Stop the Shu captives first!"

Pang Hui pulled out his long sword, chopped down several soldiers who did not obey the command, and shouted sternly.

The chaos of Cao's soldiers beside him stopped for a while, and finally they sparsely shot a batch of arrow feathers towards the city.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the gate of Guancheng was suddenly opened, and a group of cavalry rushed out, desperately hitting the antlers they had set up to block their horses.

The frightened horses neighed and moaned, not obeying the command at all. The knight on the back was caught off guard and fell onto the sharp wood in front, and was pierced through the body. Blood was scattered all over the ground. Then his body twitched a few times and stopped moving. .

There were soldiers running out from behind, rushing to the front of the antlers and horses, cutting with weapons, pushing with their hands, and bumping with their bodies, just trying to push away the obstacles in front of them and stay away from the fire behind them.

From the city gate, the city has become a sea of fire. From time to time, figures flash through the fire. Even from so far away, it seems that the miserable cries for help in the city can be vaguely heard.

Like **** on earth.

Feng Yong was startled, thinking that the intensity of the fire was beyond his expectation.

“Make a way aside and let them pass.”

Zhao Guang quickly directed his soldiers to form a passage with oars and shields.

The obstacles in front of the city were finally cleared with the efforts of Cao Jun and Han Jun. Everyone in Cao Jun's face was pitch black, except for his eyes, which were red. They followed the passage arranged for them by Han Jun. Rushing madly into the river at Guanxia.

These people have been driven crazy and have lost their sense. Everything that stands in front of them must be prepared to be crushed.

Cao's soldiers on the city wall saw this scene below the city. They didn't know who shouted first and fled in all directions.

The city gate has been pushed open by our own people and we can no longer hold it. If we don't run away, are we waiting to be burned to death?

Pang Hui's eyes were red, he struck the city wall with his sword, pointed at the city and shouted, "Feng Yong! Feng Mingwen, a common man! He actually used such vicious tactics, are you not a son of man? Are you an evil spirit?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he inhaled a puff of oily and greasy smoke. His throat couldn't bear the irritation, and he immediately bent over and coughed violently.

Feng Yong couldn't hear it, because in Longshan in February, the wind was still blowing from the northwest. He stood on the upwind, watching the thick smoke drifting to the east, and couldn't help but sigh, "The spring breeze does not reach Yumen Pass!" "

The main reason for the large number of deaths caused by fires is not direct burning to death.

It is the poisonous smoke produced by the fire, insufficient oxygen supply in a short period of time, and inhalation of high-temperature gas that burns the lungs and causes edema. The above-mentioned reasons lead to suffocation and death.

So even if there are some places in the city that cannot be burned, the smoke and oxygen-deficient environment generated by Guancheng in a small and closed environment are enough to make it impossible for most of Cao's troops to stay inside.

Either climb up to the city wall to take shelter temporarily, or you can only rush out.

“Set off fireworks to notify people in the east.”

 Turning around to see those Cao soldiers who had rushed into the river, they woke up and were being herded like sheep. Feng Yong gave another order.

Thick smoke was billowing in Guan City, and Cao Jun on Guan Mountain naturally saw it. Although they didn't understand how the city was burning, Cao Jun's generals knew that the situation was urgent, and immediately rushed down the mountain with their troops to try to respond to the city.

It is a pity that Feng Yong did not plan to attack the city at this time. The Wudang flying army led by Wang Ping was waiting in full formation. He only saw Cao Jun coming down the mountain and was met with a wave of arrows.

Arrows flew like locusts. Before Cao Jun could rush to the bottom of the mountain, he left more than a hundred corpses behind and had to retreat back to the mountain.

The catapults finally stopped firing, and the Han army just waited quietly under the city, waiting for the fire in the city to extinguish itself.

The fire continued to burn until the sun turned westward, and then the fire began to weaken.

The Cao soldiers who rushed out of the city gate looked a bit decent at the beginning, but the further they came out from behind, the less human they became.

At dusk, people coming out of the city were running and suddenly fell to the ground, clutching their chests and curling up their bodies.

There were also people who were bent over and coughing violently. Their mouths and noses were filled with black smoke, and they kept spitting out black foam.

More people are supporting each other, crying and wailing...

Everyone automatically followed the path left by the Han army, walking towards the river with numb expressions, and then was driven aside by the Han army without a look in their eyes.

The small Guancheng was less than 500 meters from front to back and left and right. So many oil tanks were thrown into it, and there were wooden houses all over the city. So many people ran out, plus the guards who could not escape were alive inside. It is estimated that there is not much left.

“The fire is a bit too strong.” Feng Yong supported his chin and murmured, “It seems that I still underestimated the intensity of the fire…”

Zhao Guang came over with some trembling, "Brother...brother."

"What's up?"

Feng Yong glanced at him.

Zhao Guang, who had always been careless, was so frightened that he took a step back when Feng Yong glanced at him and swallowed, "When will we enter the city?"

"Why are you so anxious? The poisonous atmosphere in the city has not yet dissipated, and you rushed in. Do you want to be like them?" Feng Yong pointed to Cao Jun in the passage, "Just ask General Zhang to guard the city gate tonight."

After playing with fire for a day, and it was the kind of fire that burned down a city, Feng Yong got up the next day and touched the bottom of his body. Well, he didn’t wet the bed, so he was fine.

After breakfast, Feng Yongshi came to the pass calmly and saw that the city gate had been cleared.

Zhao Guang, Zhang Yi and Yang Qianwan had been waiting at the city gate for a long time, and even Wang Ping was also there.

Several people saw Feng Yong arriving and hurriedly came to greet him.

Feng Yong subconsciously looked at the main peak of Guanshan Mountain.

“General, the thieves on the mountain have evacuated during the night.”

Wang Ping knew what Feng Yong was looking at and explained, "The general sent people up the mountain to search before dawn. There was no one in the camp. People in the dark night camp also saw a large number of Cao thieves fleeing overnight."

“They know what they are looking for.”

Feng Yong said regretfully.

If they dare to stay in the mountains for one more day, and wait until they control Guancheng and block the east side, then no one can escape. Then they will know what Ma Dazui's despair is.

“What’s going on in the city?”

Feng Yong asked again.

"General, the last general has sent people to explore, and most of the fires in the city have been extinguished. Now only the Wengcheng in the east of the city is still guarded by Cao thieves."

Zhang Yi quickly replied.

Feng Yong nodded and peeked in from the city gate. Although the fire inside had been extinguished, there was still a lot of black smoke floating up, making it difficult to see what was going on inside from the outside.

“Let’s go into the city.”

Feng Yong ordered.

One after another, the Han troops began to enter the city. Some people climbed onto the wall of Longguan and finally began to cheer.

I thought this would be a brutal battle, but I didn’t expect victory to come so easily.

Feng Yong walked on the road in the city and looked at the various ashes and debris around him. These ashes and debris were not piles in piles at all, but connected into a whole piece. It can be seen that there were piles of ashes in Guancheng before it was burned. Full of wood.

Feng Yong knew that these were all pistachio trees prepared by Pang Hui. They were piled up in almost every corner of this small city. He had noticed it on the Chao car the day before yesterday. It was like a forest farm in the mountains.

Humu is the wood used to defend the city. Longshan is full of trees. It is easy to get wood locally. It can also be used as firewood. Pang Hui must have made a lot of preparations for this.

Unexpectedly, the piles of wood piled up in Guancheng turned out to be the biggest accomplice in burning Longguan, leaving the defenders in the city with no place to take shelter from the fire, so they had to rush out of the city to survive.

Otherwise, according to Feng Yong’s plan, he would burn the city for a day, causing the defenders to lose some of their men, roast them until they were dehydrated, and have people stop them from getting water.

After such a hard work, the people in the city will be hungry, tired and thirsty all day and night. If they attack the city on their own the next day, they should be able to capture it easily.

Unexpectedly, when the fire was set down and all the wood in the city was ignited, the wet and dry smoke and fire immediately destroyed them.

It’s boring, the opponent is too weak!

Feng Yong smacked his lips and thought to himself, "Look, sister," in future generations, what it feels like to beat up a "silly little friend", I finally know!

"Let the auxiliary soldiers clean up this place. Let's go to Wengcheng to have a look."

Wengcheng is actually a small city erected outside the city gate to protect the city gate. Of course, a small number of cities will also have urns built behind the city gates.

From the inner city wall of Longguan, you can directly access the city wall of Wengcheng.

Therefore, once the inner city is lost, there is no point in defending Weng City.

Feng Yong led his people through the inner city and came to the east city gate. There were only a few Cao soldiers at the gate.

He glanced at Zhang Yi and others who were several steps behind him with some confusion.

Zhao Guang coughed, stepped forward, and whispered, "My brother led the men to capture Long Pass. Anyway, the Cao thief almost escaped last night, so this last step is naturally yours to order." The most suitable."

“There is no need to engage in these formalisms.”

Feng Tubiao felt relieved for a while. He had a smile on his face, but he said hypocritically, "It's everyone's credit for conquering the pass..."

At this moment, the gate of the east city suddenly opened wide, and a horse-riding General Cao with several soldiers stopped at the gate and shouted, "I am Pang Huiye of Nan'an, who is Feng Pifu? Do you dare to fight with me?"

General Cao's face was covered in stains, making it difficult to see what he looked like. His clothes showed signs of being burned by fire. The only thing that could be seen clearly were his red eyes, staring at Feng Feng. Yong here is like a wild beast that chooses people and devours them.

“Ahem, cough,” Feng Tubou coughed twice, without responding to Pang Hui’s words, and asked again, “How many Cao thieves are there in Wengcheng?”

"Most of them have fled, but this general is the only one who leads his troops to stay here."

Feng Yong nodded, "That's good, let's attack the city."

“Siege the city?”

Zhao Guang is a little confused.

"Yes, attack the city." Feng Yong pointed forward, "Then there are still Cao thieves guarding the city, right? If we don't attack the city, what are we waiting for?"

“Brother, don’t you want to persuade me to surrender?”

Zhao Guang asked hesitantly.

For this kind of general who refuses to escape and defends the city alone, no matter who he is, he is worthy of respect.

Unexpectedly, my brother seemed to not want to say a word to the other person, and was about to kill the other person.

"Why are you trying to persuade them to surrender?" Feng Yong sneered, "Those who can persuade them to surrender have already run away. The remaining ones who are not running away are those who want to fight to the end. They want to die, how can I stop them? Someone is coming, prepare to attack city!"

If you don’t kill him, are you waiting for him to cause trouble for my Xijun and brother-in-law’s family?

In Feng Yong’s view, killing someone who is stubborn and holds grudges is the best option.

“Shameless villain!”

Pang Hui saw that no Han general came out to talk to him, so he directly arranged for the crossbowmen to aim at the city gate. At that moment, he became angry, knocked the horse's belly, and wanted to charge over.

"put!"

“Boom boom boom…”

Arrows were raining down, and as soon as a man and a horse rushed out of the city gate, they were full of arrows.

The war horse neighed miserably and fell to the ground. Pang Hui's armor helped him block most of the damage from the arrow feathers.

I saw him staggering, then regaining his balance, holding the knife and continuing to rush over, shouting, "Shu captives! You clowns just took advantage of the Wei Dynasty's unpreparedness and succeeded in a sneak attack. Don't be complacent! A million-strong army in the Central Plains, no matter how hard it is!" The day is coming, let’s see how you are destroyed!”

“General! Wait a minute!”

The troops behind Pang Hui shouted and rushed out.

“Swish, swish, swish…”

After the second round of arrow rain, only Pang Hui stood there, staring straight ahead, never closing his eyes.

“Go over and have a look.”

Feng Yong ordered.

A junior high school officer rushed out, raised his knife and chopped off Pang Hui's head, held it in his hand, and laughed loudly, "Cao Cao, when I cut off your ear the day before yesterday, did you ever think about today?"

(End of this chapter)

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