One side is wide and the other side is narrow, with four or five long spears waiting for battle; while Jiannu could only climb from a ladder, that is, he could only climb one at a time. He was stabbed and stabbed before his footing was stable, and he was at an absolute disadvantage.

There were also brave Jiannu who climbed to the top of the city and could even occupy a small area. But soon they were defeated under the surging siege of the Ming army on the city, or the corpse was siege-like.

It's time for the final blow!

Under the strict protection of his personal soldiers, Xiong Tingbi kept observing Jiannu's offensive and commanded the entire city to fight with his flag-tag golden drums.

When he saw that Jiannu's cloud ladder hook ladder had basically been used and there was not much reserve, he knew that it was time for a big counterattack.

Looking up at the sky, the sun has changed its color and has also been changed to the name "Sunset". Let the blood and fire burn violently, end this battle, and break the enemy's dream of breaking the city!

The flag danced, the drums rumbled, opening the curtain of a large counterattack.

Time passed by second by second, and the sound of cannons on the top of the city stopped, as if the bullets were gone. This gave Lao Nu and others endless hope, and they all stared at each other, hoping that this was the prelude to breaking the city.

Suddenly, boom, boom... roars one after another resounded through the city.

The Fran machine, which had been reloaded and cooled, fired all the tiger squat cannons, and splashed thousands of projectiles at Jiannu under the city.

This sudden and violent bombardment caused great casualties from Jiannu's archers, and the arrows shot at the city stopped.

The gunners on the city quickly replaced the sub-guns and continued to bombard the fire as quickly as possible, causing continuous casualties to Jiannu and covering the Ming army on the city's rapid movement.

As soon as the cannon stopped, countless Ming soldiers appeared and threw the bottles and jars in their hands towards the city. Some of these bottles and jars were even shining sparks.

Boom, boom, huh, huh... Countless fire lights burst out under the city, fire pots, gunpowder jars, soju bottles, sky thunder, explosion or burning, the rising fire lights and flashes turned the city into a big stage of fire and light.

That’s right, there is also soju, a high-level wine that can be lit.

By the Ming Dynasty, distilled liquor had matured technology and consumption had become popular. Because of its high degree and ability to ignite, it was called "sauce wine" or "huo wine".

Especially in the north, spicy soju is very popular due to climate. It tastes like "a knife without blades" and is also called "a knife" by those who like wine, and the workshops that make soju are called "a pot".

In terms of cooking pot, it should be regarded as the ancestor of Erguotou, which is well-known at home and abroad. Although it cannot reach the 65 degrees of Erguotou, it still has fifty degrees upwards.

This is a relatively accurate conclusion that Zhu Youxiao came to with his "alcohol test" in his later generations, with the error no more than two degrees.

To be honest, Zhu Youxiao didn't like drinking high-alcohol. He later became known as the "beer king". However, he was very careful when he tasted something fresh during a "small private visit".

In ancient times, firewood and oil were the most basic arson methods, and fierce tinder oil was the king, especially in the Song Dynasty. It was most mature to use it. Like the fierce tinder oil cabinet, it was quite a bit like a flamethrower in later generations.

However, the raw material of turbulent oil is oil, which is relatively rare in ancient China. There were only primitive collections in a few places such as Yan'an, Shaanxi Province, Jiuquan, Gansu, etc.

With the popularization and development of gunpowder, the fierce turkey oil, which had very little sources, gradually declined in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. The fierce turkey oil cabinet, a weapon with the prototype of a flamethrower, is rarely recorded.

But from Zhu Youxiao's opinion, there is no problem with gunpowder being used in firearms, but arson is still a little bad. Look at the molten bottle, which can burn one piece at a time, and can also burn tanks and armored vehicles!

Of course, the combination of no gasoline, no thickener, and soju and sugar is still much worse.

But no matter how useful it was, Zhu Youxiao handed it over to the Jinyiwei and brought it to Xiong Tingbi.

Zhu Youxiaoquan threw away what he could think of and what he could use. You can do it as you can. Just keep it.

Xiong Tingbi also figured it out, no matter what he can use it.

After the experiment, he thought it was okay, so he purchased all the soju and sugar in the city and made more than a thousand incendiary bombs in bottles and jars.

Anyway, the money and materials spent in Guangning Warehouse were also the efforts of the people. If they defended the city and mentioned it like this in the war report, they knew that it was his own craftsmanship to make contributions, then the emperor would not know how happy it would be!

Of course, Xiong Tingbi did not place all his hope on these incendiary bombs, and took out all the fire cups, so he planned to use them together during the final counterattack.

Obviously, the effect of this mixed use is surprisingly great. Even if the soju bottle falls to the ground and cannot burn immediately, it will be ignited by other fire sources soon.

The flames first burned under the city, and then spread rapidly, causing gunpowder, soy wine, and rockets shot from the city like flocks of fire crows.

Under the stunned gaze of Lao Nu and others, the city almost turned into a sea of ​​fire, and countless soldiers churned, jumped, stumbled, and howled.

Cloud ladders and hook ladders smoked and caught fire one after another, and Jiannu could no longer climb to the city.

Even without the old slave ordering the gold, the siege troops under the city were forced to retreat by the fire and could no longer continue to attack the city.

The cannons roared and arrows shot up, chasing the defeated enemies.

The excitement and excitement of victory inspired every soldier in the city, roaring and shouting, waving the weapons in his hands at the fleeing enemy.

The fire burns hard and fast, and it doesn't last too long.

But what does this matter? Jiannu has been defeated and has no siege equipment. Their riding and shooting, and their ferocity seem so insignificant in front of the tall and majestic city walls.

Under the city, cloud ladders, hook ladders, and some shield chariots were still burning, making cracking and rattle sounds from time to time. Boom, a cloud ladder was burned and fell to the ground, splashing countless sparks, flashing away.

Smoking and burning siege equipment, city walls blackened by fire, destroyed watchtowers and tower ladders, and disgusting and stinking smells filled with disgusting smell.

There were bloody and bloody corpses everywhere, as well as broken swords and guns, and arrows inserted in scattered circles, as miserable as hell under the setting sun.

The old slave looked into the distance as if it had solidified.

The retreating Jiannu gathered again not far away with fear and panic, but did not attract the old slave's glare and scolding, as if he had not seen it.

He suddenly had a bag of horse heads, and the old slave didn't say a word, leaving with the sudden sound of hooves.

"Get back to the camp." Da Beile Daishan gave an order on behalf of his father Khan with a gloomy face.
Chapter completed!