Chapter Forty-Nine: Murder by Fire

I can't complain that you are all wounded, and you don't know how to catch fighters.

In this situation, the wooden fence of the camp is all lit, and the chaotic neighing of war horses and chaotic collisions in the camp can be seen in the light of the fire······ War horses are also afraid of fire.

The whole camp was full of fire, and the bloody alcohol that was thrown in the camp tent at will, although it had a certain amount of volatilization, was still an immeasurable combustible.

The horse's hooves jumped, and they could bring up the sparks at will, and then kept setting the whole tent on fire.

Now the wounded battalion is almost all on fire.

The wooden fence of the camp was also set ablaze and formed a ring of fire······ As long as this war horse is not trained in the circus, it has a certain fear of the fire ring and cannot run.

One of the advantages of such a fire ring is that at any position outside the camp tent, you can completely see the Khitan people in the camp who are fighting fire.

"Shoot me an arrow! What to see! Fool! ”

Xu Yi was really anxious, just this wooden fence, coupled with alcohol, would not last long, and when the Khitans controlled the war horses, maybe a charge would rush out.

"Shentu, bring fifty people with me, and go to the gate of the camp to block people!"

Damn, there is a virtual fire at the gate of the camp, which is blown by the firelight of the wooden fences on both sides, and there is no actual combustible.

As long as the Khitans are sober, they will find a way out as soon as possible.

No, absolutely not, they must not be allowed to run away like this.

The small two hundred guards, four or five hundred lightly wounded, in Xu Yi's thunderous reprimand, finally sobered up from the shock and understood that this is not the time to watch fireworks, this is the battlefield.

The first round of arrows was fired indiscriminately into the tent······

"What a stupid thing to do! Shoot the horse! Shoot the horse! Shoot the horse! ”

Shoot the man first and shoot the horse first, capture the thief and capture the king first, such a simple truth still needs Lao Tzu's personal order.

Xu Yi looked at the arrows that kept missing, and he had the heart to slap this group of fools, and he also had the heart to kill, but not to his own people.

A target as big as a war horse, if there is something wrong with it, shoot people, isn't it fragrant to shoot a war horse? As long as the war horse is injured and falls, killing those people is not a casual matter?

Xu Yi's mind was to kill, and for these wounded soldiers, when they saw the Khitans who had been besieged by fire, they thought in their hearts that maybe the war horses could stay.

They don't know that this fire is a bluff, and it really won't last long.

Xu Yi himself knew that he did not underestimate the Khitans.

Sure enough, the chaos of the Khitans in the fire circle did not last long, and when the arrows fell from the sky, they knew that this was an ambush.

Someone will remember the way they came······

When Xu Yi arrived at the gate of the camp with Shen Tu and fifty guards, he had already seen the whole team of Khitans rushing towards the gate of the camp.

Fortunately, the wounded barracks were very large, otherwise, even if the Khitans went deep into the camp and woke up, they would be able to quickly break out of the circle of fire.

However, so many war horses galloping, it is really intimidating!

Xu Yi felt that his heart was beating with the sound of horses' hooves······

Fortunately, this part of the guards has rich combat experience, and there is no need for Xu Yi to roar, and a wave of strong crossbow launches has already begun.

It was the horse that was shot.

When the horse falls, the person will naturally fall down, and then the war horse that follows closely behind will also fall······

Oh, that's supposed to be a flip, right? Hahaha.

A wave of strong crossbows disrupted the sound of the horse's hooves galloping and brushing, and also made Xu Yi sober up from the shock······ He won't admit it.

"Xu Qing, where is the alcohol tank I asked you to prepare?"

To be honest, Xu Yi prepared a backup for himself when Shentu was camping······ He was too scared to die.

Whether it is to recover the alcohol or ask Xu Qing to prepare the alcohol canister, it can be said that it is to ambush the Khitans, or it can be said that Xu Yi is to save his life.

In fact, there is no distinction between the two in terms of effect.

The hero is not determined by his starting point, but by the result.

Xu Qing, Xu Feng, and Xu Yun were each carrying a package, and they always thought that this was Xu Duwei's secret medicine and was reluctant to throw it away, but they didn't expect it to be alcohol cans.

Secret medicine? Xu Yi has the deepest understanding of the truth of the three caves of the cunning rabbit, and his attainments are also quite deep.

From the moment he knew that the wounded barracks might be attacked, he didn't put together the materials for the wounded barracks, such as debridement kits and alcohol.

Or from the beginning, Xu Yi was waiting for tonight's scene.

The alcohol jar is about the same size as the wine bottle of later generations······ No way, the seal is not good at this time.

Xu Yi grabbed a can, didn't care about sealing it, and worked hard to learn from the way he threw grenades in later generations······ Hey, didn't break?

No matter: "Throw all these alcohol cans over, and throw them at the rushing horses!" ”

I can't do it myself, and some people are capable of doing it well.

"Bang ······"

Hahaha, Xu Yi smiled, and hit it crookedly, and the alcohol canister that was not broken actually exploded at the high temperature.

This is all a very short period of time.

With the explosion of the alcohol canister, with the fragments of ceramics, and the unburned alcohol, it collapsed like this, and it looked like it ignited the war horse and ignited the Khitan soldiers.

I'm too smart to say.

I really don't have to say it, there is no need for Xu Yi to boast, the wounded and guards of the entire wounded battalion are all soldiers who have experienced a big battle, and they are also shocked by Xu Duwei's repeated operations.

The burning tent is no longer on fire, everything that can be lit in the tent is already on fire.

In the huge camp, countless Khitans rushed to the left and right, although from time to time there would be an organized breakout, but they were all routed by the guards and the lightly wounded with strong crossbows······ By this time, everyone knew how the battle was fought.

Surrounding, trapping, shooting horses, killing, waiting for help.

The fire on the wooden fence of the camp wall is larger, and the false fire at the camp gate can be seen.

A Khitan team preparing to raid the granary naturally numbered more than a few hundred, and there were many casualties, but compared to a team attacking at night, it was not enough to break the muscles and bones.

Therefore, the Khitans finally found a way out······ Camp Gate.

Rushed over, rushed over when I saw it.

Xu Yi regretted it, regretted that he should have brought more alcohol cans, and regretted that he should have arranged for the guards to bring alcohol canisters, otherwise, just because the alcohol canisters have the effect of grenades, it would not be like this.

Here it is······

The guards had put away their crossbows, their weapons in hand······ It's ready for hand-to-hand combat.

Xu Yi's hand clenched the spear, sweaty and a little slippery.

Fifty people, are you a little overbearing? It's time to take everyone with you.

With the strength of the Khitans rushing over, it was impossible for fifty people to stop them.

This is a group of frightened war horses, with a group of frightened cavalry, who don't care at all, just want to rush out of the ring of fire and flee for their lives.

It's close, it's in front of you.

People instantly enter darkness under strong light, and there is a sense of blindness for a moment, that is, they can't see things clearly at that moment, and their eyes are still bright.

Therefore, when the Khitans rushed out of the camp gate, they couldn't see the Dasheng soldiers at the gate of the camp tent at all.

In fact, even if they see it, they may not be able to take care of it, and it is instinct to run for their lives.