Almost all the rebels thought so, and when their minds were dizzy with blood and the desire to kill was aroused, none of the rebel soldiers, whose senses had dropped, did not realize that it was not rain, but life-inducing oil. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Of course, there are always some slightly sober people there, and to the east, among the 300 people hiding behind the armor, there are a few people who understand better.

"Captain, this rain is a bit weird. A rebel soldier said to the captain walking beside him.

"What's so weird?" said the captain, still looking at the fence that was about to be knocked down, his reddish eyes.

The soldier looked at the sun in the western sky and said, "There is not a single cloud in the sky, where is the rain? ”

"Huh?" The captain's eyes regained a hint of clarity, he reached out to catch some raindrops, put them under his nose and sniffed them, and immediately made a nausea motion: "What is this, so fishy." ”

"Captain, it's not just fishy, but it also smells a little bit of wine. The rebel soldier continued.

"Wine?" the captain's eyes widened: "It's not good, it's lamp oil!"

The soldier was also stunned, and unconsciously stopped.

The captain also stopped, and the two looked at each other, and the soldier said, "Captain, do you want to talk to the big guy?"

The captain looked left and right, surrounded by rebels desperately squeezing upwards, who had not yet realized what the rain was. The captain thought for a while and said, "For those who informed us of the team, everyone should walk slowly, try to walk last, as long as we find those people in the village lighting a fire, we will run immediately." ”

The heavy rain was intermittent, and the fishy smell in the air became heavier and heavier, and some smart people on each side noticed that something was wrong, and these people invariably made a movement, that is, they shrank back silently.

The rain finally stopped, and several people rushed out of the village, each with a torch in his hand, and they threw the torch on the fence with all their might, and the rebels who were destroying the fence with all their might were strange, could such a torch ignite the fence?

The answer was yes, the fire burst into flames, and not only the fence was set on fire, but also the rebels who threw themselves on the fence and destroyed it frantically.

The flames spread out along the lamp oil, and almost half of the rebels were besieged in the sea of fire, and those rebels who found that something was wrong began to retreat when they found that someone had rushed out of the village, and when the fire was together, these people ran even more wildly, running straight out for 1 or 200 meters before stopping, and they turned to look at the flame hell.

Those who were by the fence were shouting loudly, and they were desperately pushing the people behind them, just hoping to leave, as for the fire on their bodies, they could no longer care about it, only by leaving the center of this flame, it was possible to extinguish the flames on their bodies.

But what was waiting for them was not to flee, the people behind them were also burning, and they wanted to flee as soon as possible, and the result was that if everyone tied the knotted rope, the more they pulled, the more they pulled, the more dead and big the knot became, and after less than two minutes, the clothes on these people were burned clean, and then, their skin was ignited, and large blisters appeared on their skin, but these moisture could not stop the spread of the flames at all.

When the water was evaporated by the flames, the fat under the skin began to burn, and black smoke rose from everyone's body, at which point their consciousness was completely lost, and people fell to the ground, they knotted together, and assumed various poses that proved their last struggle for life.

Only a small fraction of those on fire escaped, running, screaming, begging, hoping that the people watching from afar would give them even the slightest help.

But the scene was so terrible that those who escaped were in a state of complete stupidity, until the running fires fell one by one, and the screams became quieter and quieter, and these people reflected, and some of them took off their clothes and rushed forward to put out the fires, but they forgot that their clothes were also stained with lamp oil.

A few more fires rose, and a few more victims, discouraged those who wanted to rush forward, only to watch the former robes slowly die.

The fire burned for a full hour, and the fire in various places gradually subsided, and the rebels lost almost 300 men, and together with the death toll of the previous two attacks, this windmill village left the rebels dead and nearly 400 wounded.

Among the more than 500 people killed in the battle, there were 50 armored soldiers, this loss was not small, one-third of the rebels' combat strength had been consumed, in peacetime, Don Quixote was ready to withdraw his troops back to Romania, but this time was different, he wanted to show the disobedient military adviser that he could fight without him.

Sancho cautiously leaned over and said, "My lord, why don't we go back first, let the military advisor send some more people over, and then we will attack?"

"No, there are only 2,000 veterans in the military division, and the rest are newly recruited recruits, so it is impossible to have troops to support us, and the military division has to guard against Attenburg, so it is even more impossible to have troops to withdraw troops from us. Don Quixote said so, but in fact, what he thought in his heart was: It is really shameless to retreat like this, and he will definitely be counted down by the military division when he goes back.

"Hmph, I don't believe it, in a small village, so many of us can't take it, the guards listen to the order and charge with me!" Don Quixote knew that only himself and his guards could lift up the low morale at this time.

Sancho asked very funny at this time: "My lord, where are we going?"

Don Quixote squinted at him and said, "Where are you going?"

"Little ones, let these stubborn fellows know our history!" Don Quixote rushed out first, his face glowing with fire on the battlefield as night fell.

More than 200 cavalrymen of the Guards followed Don Quixote towards the windmills of the windmill village, and they rushed over the fires in the form of human figures, and the strange cry of the not-so-majestic horse "Xi Yuyu" rushed to the fence of the village.

The fence, which had been burned through by the fire, was lightly hit by the horses, and immediately scattered to the ground, and more than 200 cavalry of the personal guards rushed into the village without hindrance.

The infantry hesitated at first, but when they saw that the cavalry had already rushed into the village, the village was silent, and greed finally prevailed, and they rushed into the village with a strange scream.

The Earl had already rushed towards the Lingfang Mansion, and they naturally headed towards a dozen small houses, and as soon as they rushed to the door, two or three spears stabbed out of the door, and one or two soldiers were immediately stabbed to the ground, and they timidly retreated a few steps, but there was no movement in the hut.

After a few minutes they pressed on it again, this time with several shield-bearers in front of them, and when they reached the door, the spears stabbed out again, but they were all stabbed on the shield, and the spears did not cause any damage to the shield.

The rebels were immediately encouraged, and several shield-bearers pushed their spears desperately into the house, and several rebels successfully entered the house, the room was very dim, and it could barely be seen by the light of the fire outside the door, in fact, there were only two people in this room, and at this time one of them was holding a spear in his hand, and he was still attacking the rebels in vain, and the other took out the fire fold from his arms.

The fire fold was beaten, and the rebels realized by the light of the fire fold that their feet had been filled with lamp oil by the soldiers of the two windmill villages, and the soldier with the fire fold in his hand gave them a victor's smile, and then threw the fire fold on the ground.

"Bang!" the cottage sprinkled with lamp oil immediately burst into flames, and such a drama was playing out in every room of the village.

Don Quixote came to the door of the Lord's Palace, and Lord Miller and his chief guard stood in front of the door of the Lord's Palace, quietly looking at Don Quixote who was sitting on a horse.

Don Quixote said arrogantly, "Who are you?"

"I'm the lord here, Baron Miller, who are you?" said Lord Miller, neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Hmph, I am Count Don Quixote Dracula, the owner of Romania, and I now order you, and your village, to give up resistance at once and surrender immediately!" Don Quixote raised his chin and said contemptuously to Lord Miller.

Just as Don Quixote ordered Baron Miller to surrender, there were several violent noises, and Liang Quixote looked back to see that all the houses in the village were burning.

Don Quixote's eyes were split, and he turned his head sharply to Miller and said, "You don't eat this toast, eat and punish wine!"

"I never intended to eat a toast, and if you want this village, please step over our corpses!" said Miller, glaring at Don Quixote.

"Okay, then I'll fulfill you!" Don Quixote immediately stepped forward, ready to attack.

"My lord, get back inside!" the chief guard stood in front of Baron Miller, and loudly urged Baron Miller to retreat into the house.

Baron Miller didn't say much, and immediately turned around and ran into the Lord's Palace, running towards the windmill. The Captain of the Guard also stepped back at the same time, covering Miller's retreat towards the windmill.

As soon as Don Quixote wanted to enter, his chief guard stopped him: "My lord, please wait outside, I will bring people in, and be aware that they have an ambush!"

Don Quixote looked at his chief guard, nodded, and led his horse a little farther away.

Don Quixote's chief guard immediately pointed at the two soldiers beside him and said, "You, you, go in and have a look at it at once!"

The two of them rode into the abbot of the lord's mansion, and as soon as they entered, two people came out from both sides of the door, and these two men were holding armor-piercing spears in their hands, and when they saw the two guards entering, they immediately stabbed out.

The two of them were prepared before entering the door, and they both avoided it smoothly, and then the two horses collided with each other, and the riding spears in their hands poked out, and the two small village soldiers were immediately put on the riding guns.

By the time they had cleared the two soldiers who had been in ambush, Miller and the Chief Guard had already entered the windmill.

He flashed to the windmill door, where there was no way to ride a horse, and the rebels dismounted, drew their knight's sword, and carefully touched the windmill, and they were not hindered by anything, except that every few steps a sack of flour fell from the sky and smashed on their heads.

Although they were all heavily armoured, flour leaked out of their pockets, dusting the entire windmill, and several of the heavily armoured warriors were covered in white.

They had gone up about two or three steps, and they were very close to the top of the windmill, when the soldier who was walking first suddenly slipped and almost fell.

They hurriedly stabilized their bodies and looked at their feet, and the firelight outside the window made them see clearly, there was some milky white, unusually viscous liquid under their feet, and it also emitted a thick fishy smell.

When they looked up, they saw that on the top of the windmill, the chief guard was already lighting a fire fold, and the light of the fire fold reflected the mocking smiles of the chief guard and Baron Miller.

As soon as the guard's hand was released, the fire broke down on the floor, and immediately ignited the fish oil, and the flame spread rapidly along the traces of the fish oil, and the rebel soldiers turned around in fright and ran, before they ran to the bottom, they heard a "boom", and the whole windmill exploded from the inside.