The rain kept falling, and the rain became heavier and heavier, and in a blink of an eye, the raindrops reached the size of soybeans.

However, the sea of fire that burned in the area around the southern wall of the city seemed to be unaffected, and it still burned in the rain.

This scene not only made those people of the Qiang and the people of the Qiang people who believed in the "Plateau Heavenly God" and were prostrate on the ground praying to the heavens at this moment stunned, but also made the Wei soldiers and soldiers who were watching from a distance dumbfounded.

"Incredible......

Sima An muttered in surprise: "The rain can't extinguish that fire......"

"You can't extinguish it, right?"

Zhao Hongrun glanced at Sima An, who was full of surprise, and said secretly in his heart.

"Water can't extinguish fires caused by oil" is a common sense question for Zhao Hongrun.

However, the vast majority of the world's understanding of this is still at the level of "water can fight fire".

It is true that water can extinguish fires like firewood, but it cannot extinguish fires caused by oil, because the oil is light and heavy, and sometimes even if water is poured, the oil still floats on the surface of the water layer and can still burn.

Of course, there are times when water can extinguish a fire caused by oil, but the root cause is not that "water can fight fire", but that the fire is small, and the oil is diluted by water, and it cannot reach the concentration of continuous combustion.

At this moment, the sea of fire in the area of the southern city wall of the city is ignited by black water from Guizhou, that is, the natural crude oil that Zhao Hongrun called oil, and its concentration is enough to support continued burning in that kind of majestic rain.

"That's a ...... It's outstanding!'

Looking at the sea of fire in the distance, Sima An couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Because his oil purification technology in the Wei Kingdom is not high, the concentration of oil in China is not enough to reach the point where it can still burn when diluted with water, so even this great general has never seen a fire oil that can continue to burn tenaciously in the majestic rain.

"This kind of oil is more than fierce than the domestic oil......

Secretly sighing to himself, Sima An couldn't help but ask: "Your Highness, is this also developed by the Smelting Bureau?" …… This "fierce fire oil". ”

"Fierce Fire Oil?"

Zhao Hongrun couldn't help but glance at Sima An, and wondered how the general seemed to be particularly interested in "oil", and gave it a rare name.

"That's oil, black oil from Guizhou." Zhao Hongrun briefly explained a few words to Sima An about the origin of oil.

It's a pity that Sima An couldn't understand that 'black oil would come out of the mountains and rocks for no reason', and after touching his chin, he muttered: "Oil...... Well, I feel that the name of "fierce fire oil" is better. ”

"......" Zhao Hongrun rolled his eyes, and didn't bother to argue with Sima An, "Which is better, oil or fierce fire oil", and after glancing at the fire in Luocheng, he said in a deep voice: "Shang Shui Jun, stop the catapult projectile." ”

Hearing this, the generals of the Shangshui Army, who were in charge of the thirty catapults, stopped the continued projectile of the "barrel bullets" one after another.

It may be that he has just seen an incredible scene, Sima An's mood is unexpectedly good, and he actually did not object to Zhao Hongrun's approach to the kindness of women in his opinion, and asked Zhao Hongrun: "Is Your Highness planning to persuade him to surrender?" ”

"Hmm." Zhao Hongrun nodded.

To tell the truth, he didn't have the intention of destroying all the tribes on the opposite side, otherwise, he would not have only used thirty catapults, and the position of the attack was also controlled in the area of the southern city wall of the city.

Otherwise, if 300 catapults were dispatched to fire a volley of barrels of bullets towards the city, it would be safe that there would be almost no survivors among the many tribes in this ancient city.

Seeing this, Sima An, who was in a good mood at the moment, shouted in the rain to Bai Fangming, a general not far away: "Bai Fang, go to Yucheng to shout and persuade to surrender, and tell those Yin Rong that if they are still stubborn, then don't blame me Wei people, and burn them all to death with a heavenly fire that can't be extinguished by heavy rain!" ”

"Yes!" White clenched his fist in command.

At this moment, the entire city has become a mess, and countless people of the Qiang and Qiang people are in chaos, and their morale is greatly turbulent.

It is no wonder, because they found that the fire attack of the Wei people was difficult to extinguish even the "protection of the plateau gods", and this kind of blow to faith made the tribal warriors of the two tribes in the city seem to have lost their souls at this moment, their faces are pale and at a loss.

"How can this be? Obviously there is the protection of the plateau gods, but why...... Could it be that the power of the Wei people can actually defeat the gods? ”

"You guy, how dare you say such rude things to the gods?! Are you worthy to be a citizen of the gods of the plateau? ”

"No, this may be the will of the gods, who are telling us that his power is not enough to defeat the Wei people......"

Even the heavenly water descended by the gods of the plateau could not extinguish the fire controlled by the Wei people...... Can't beat, can't beat ......"

"You guys!!"

It has to be said that for a group of people with faith like the people of Sanchuan, the blow from faith is far more effective than the physical blow.

For example, in Yaling Gorge, those Qian cavalry clashed head-on with the crossbow defense formation of the Shang Water Army, but after being defeated, although those Qian people were horrified that the Wei people had actually developed such a terrifying weapon, they still did not shake their faith in their hearts, still scolded the Wei people, and firmly believed that the plateau gods they believed in would definitely punish the Wei people who killed their people.

But at this moment, when these people and people of the Shan tribe saw with their own eyes the sea of fire that could not even be extinguished by "Tianshui", their faith suddenly collapsed, where was there any fighting spirit of "defending Sanchuan and expelling Wei dogs", one by one they looked dazed, or stood or knelt in the rain, looking at the fire that was still burning with a lost expression.

Even, even Bai Fangming came over with dozens of horses to shout, but they were indifferent.

"The people of the two tribes on the opposite side listened, and the commander of our army, His Royal Highness King Ji Run, had a tolerant heart for you, so he only set fire to the southern wall of this land. If you don't remember the kindness and are still stubborn, then our army will ...... Will continue to attack like a square!! ”

"General." Behind Bai Fangming, a cavalryman asked curiously, "General, these Yin Rong, can you hear the language of our Great Wei?" ”

Bai Fangming scratched his head and said in surprise: "The Qiang and the Qiang have had contact with the soldiers and generals of Chenggao Pass in the past, so they can't all understand it, right?" There should be people who can understand my Dawei language. ”

After saying that, he hesitated for a moment, and after shouting several times, he turned his horse's head and returned to the position of his army.

Indeed, as Bai Fangming said, there are not many people from the tribes of the land who can understand the dialect of the Wei State, but they are so stunned by the fire that even the majestic rain cannot extinguish at the moment that they don't react for a while.

And once they reacted, those warriors of the Xuan and Qi tribes who understood Bai Fangming's exhortation to surrender quickly went to the depths of the city and reported the matter to the tribal patriarchs.

After all, Bai Fangming's sentence "If it is stubborn, then our army will continue to attack like a square man" really frightened them.

However, at this time, in the city of Luocheng, in the felt tent where the chiefs of the tribes discussed important matters, the patriarchs of those tribes had already become a mess.

And the reason why these patriarchs are so out of shape is the two war weapons of the Wei army outside the city, the "repeating crossbow" and the "catapult".

After all, the range of the crossbow is only in the middle range, and although it is powerful, it cannot cause any damage to the walls of the city, so the tribal chiefs feel that as long as they defend the city and hold until the army of the Qiangjiao tribe arrives, they will be considered victorious.

But the advent of catapults and oil shattered the luck in their hearts.

"What do we do now? The Wei army had a terrible weapon capable of burning the city outside the city......"

"If you fight back with arrows......"

"(Zong language) far beyond the range of arrows......"

Yes, the range, this is the biggest headache for the tribal patriarchs now, after all, the Wei army's catapults can hit their city within a distance of nearly two miles, and incinerate everything in the city with barrels filled with oil, while the tribal warriors of the two tribes, the longbows in their hands, are far from reaching this range, and they can't pose any threat to the Wei army at all.

What's even worse is that the longbows of the warriors of the two tribes, their arrow shots are at best "point damage", while the Wei army throws barrel bullets with catapults, but it is "range damage", and it is also fucking "continuous damage".

"Otherwise, we will surrender to the Wei army?" The patriarch of the Grey Sheep tribe said cautiously.

In all fairness, Qi Muke, the patriarch of the Gray Sheep Tribe, was also one of the "six votes" who supported Wei during the hunting period, but the massacre of Sima An and the Dangshan Army in the Sanchuan tribe a while ago made Qi Muke feel that he "may have made a wrong decision".

But now, he suddenly realized that compared to the first 'wrong decision', their 'second wrong decision' to make enemies of the Wei army and even the Wei state was a big mistake compared to the previous one, and it was enough to bring their tribe to extinction.

"Surrender?"

The commotion in the felt tent suddenly stopped, and the tribal patriarchs quietly looked at the expressions of the other patriarchs without saying a word.

However, it can be seen that at this time, these patriarchs, their belief in "swearing to protect Sanchuan and expelling Wei dogs" a few days ago has begun to waver under the strong power of the Wei army.

Seeing this, the patriarch of the Black Sheep Tribe, Rabitu, hurriedly persuaded: "Everyone, everyone! Have you forgotten the killing of Wei Dog in the land of my three rivers, and actually want to surrender such an indiscriminate killing of innocent enemy troops? Rest assured, the army of the Qiangjiao tribe is about to arrive in the city, and once the army led by the Patriarch Bitatu arrives, those hateful Wei dogs will surely die. ”

"......" The patriarchs looked at each other and were silent, probably because of their self-esteem, they still insisted on the belief of 'never surrendering to the Wei army'.

This made Zhao Hongrun wait for half an hour in the Wei army outside the city, and did not see any envoys who came to express their intention to surrender.

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Zhao Hongrun exhaled slowly.

"For all catapults, the basket throwing rope adjusts the angle of the elastic pressure and calibrates it to ...... Two inches! ”

"Yes!" (To be continued.) )