Seeing that the eldest Sun Hong led the large group of men and horses gradually away, and had entered a safe area, the more than 200 cavalrymen holding torches who stayed in the distance, under the order of the centurion who led the team, threw the torches in their hands as far as they could, and threw them vigorously into the distance.

This piece of land was poured with fire oil, and it was all on fire.

In late autumn, the grass stalks are dry and flammable, and they are already prone to fire, let alone such deliberate arson.

More than 200 torches immediately set off a fire, and the flames instantly sprang up, licking the land, and the wind blew, like a blower, burning the fire in all directions.

The centurion shouted, and hit his horse with no death, and his mount galloped like a gallop, galloping in the opposite direction of the limelight.

More than two hundred horsemen followed him, raising clouds of dust, but the smoke and dust produced by the two hundred horsemen were far less than the huge black smoke that flew from the rear in a short time.

The grasslands of Inner Mongolia in the Song Dynasty were far wider and more lush than those of later generations, with dense grass clumps next to each other, and deep places could reach the belly of horses, which was originally a natural resource to support the herdsmen's singing and laughing, but at this time, it became a huge threat to human life.

The centurion is a Khitan, and he knows deeply how terrible the grassland fire is, so he runs as fast as he can, for fear that if the wind direction changes abruptly, he will harm himself when the time comes.

Compared to the fire, no matter how fast the horse is, it can't outrun the flames.

As he galloped, he kept looking back and observed, and it was good, the wind direction had not changed.

What fell into his eyes was a huge fire that had risen almost in a few breaths, and the fire quickly formed a formation several miles wide along the pre-poured fire oil, and the fire head was more than two people high, and the wind was so strong that it almost rolled the fire to the east.

"In this way, it will become an unquenchable fire in half an hour." The centurion said in his heart, his hands did not stop, he kept whipping the horse, and he only hated why the horse did not have two more legs.

The wind drove the fire, the fire made smoke, and the fire meadow rose like a wall of smoke, and the smoke soon went straight to the blue sky, obscuring the sky, blocking the sun, like a sandstorm blowing on the grassland, with a compelling heat and choking smell of smoke, spreading towards the east.

Changsun Hong led a large group of people and horses, retreated far away, looked at a black smoke wall on the horizon, and watched silently.

"Let's go, all go back, and when it rains, the fire will be extinguished." Changsun Hong watched it for a while, then beat the horse and left: "We still have a lot of things to do, and we can't delay time here." ”

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When he's gone, the others will be dumbfounded.

Yunzhongzhou City, about two hundred miles away from the place where the fire started.

Di Shun was stationed inside, along with his 30,000 fine horsemen.

He also had tens of thousands of soldiers, guarding a little further south, guarding against Shi Tianze, who was already wearing a pair of pants with Changsun Hong.

"Shi Tianze, bastard! The nobles made him a 10,000-family household, enjoying endless glory and wealth, but he went to take refuge in a barbarian, which is really not a thing! ”

"The Great Mongolia is so powerful, controlling millions of strings, whipping the river, how can a southern barbarian He De, how can he compete with the Great Mongolia? I think Shi Tianze took the wrong medicine, and the ghost was confused! ”

Di Shun sat in the mansion of Yunzhong Prefecture City, holding a wine bowl and roaring loudly.

"Exactly, Lord Wanhu is right!"

A group of subordinate generals echoed the yelling and swearing.

Some Mongolian ginseng was in it, drinking the wine made by the Han people with a big grin, and shouting with their chests exposed.

"I think Shi Tianze was scared by Nanban, and he was a coward!"

"Hahaha, a few days ago, we fought with the Nanban, and we beat them to the ground, and I don't see how powerful they are!"

"That's right, if it weren't for Nanban reining into the turtle shell, we would have killed them all!"

"The Great Mongolia is an eagle on the steppe, and if they dare to enter the steppe and fight with us in the field, there is no reason to be invincible."

"I didn't kill enough people in the battle the day before yesterday, if Nanban comes again, I won't let any of them go back!"

"Lord Wanhu, when are we going to fight the Nanban again?"

Di Shun smiled and waved his hand, and after drinking a bowl of wine, he slammed the bowl on the table, and said in a rough voice: "Don't worry, Changsun Hong, that coward, has not dared to enter my Yunzhong Prefecture and shrunk to the vicinity of the Great Wall, I expect that he will not dare to come again in a short time." ”

"Wait a few days, after Shi Tianze goes south, we don't have to worry about him anymore, and then pour all the strength of the army into the Great Wall, go straight to Datong, uproot Zhang Rou, this kid, cut off one of Changsun Hong's arms, let him also know how powerful we are, when the time comes, if Changsun Hong, the barbarian, escapes slowly, and kills him together by the way, hehe, Guanzhong can fall into our hands."

"You know, Guanzhong is very rich, eight hundred miles of Qinchuan has been the country of abundance since ancient times, we got over there, killing people and robbing things, half a month without sealing the knife, everyone here has made a big windfall, hahaha, don't say that I don't take care of you, the business of grabbing things is fast and slow."

Di Shun was a burly man, and when he said these words, the flesh on his face was shaking, and his voice was loud and instigating, and he could hear the generals in the seat boiling with blood, screaming, and slapping the table and beating the chairs.

It's like a group of demons dancing.

Di Shun touched the beard on his face, looked at the ugliness of his subordinates with satisfaction, and wondered how this morale could be used.

To tell the truth, although he won the battle against Changsun Hong a few days ago, he was not called a victory.

Because from beginning to end, he only killed four or five hundred Dali troops in the initial period of time, and then the Dali army's chariot formation was formed, and he was helpless.

The Dali chariot array, connected by the chariots of the army end to end, connected into a huge circle, the carriages are made of solid wood, and the wheels are nearly two people high, like a city wall, and the cavalry can not rush into it at all.

Dismount and fight, the chariot is equipped with heavy crossbows, and those arrows like short spears are fired by a bowstring twisted from animal skin bands and hemp rope, and the range is very long, and the strength is incomparable, and it can shoot one horse through the body, and then shoot down the second horse, which is full of deterrence.

And the countless divine arm bows in the hollow car array were even more terrifying, and the bows and arrows that flew out were like overwhelming locusts, densely packed, nailed to the approaching heavy armor soldiers like hedgehogs.

This battle lasted for a whole day, and the tricks of the Dali army emerged in endlessly, not to mention the rejection of horses and triangular nails that stopped in front of the car formation, and even more terrifying, there were firearms.

The Dali army threw out the smoke-filled things that looked like big burdens with small trebuchets, landed in the cavalry team of Di Shun, and exploded on the ground, splashing small hidden weapons such as broken stones and iron pieces in all directions, the speed was very fast, hitting a bloody hole in the body of the people and horses, and the people who were hit basically had no way to live, so that the cavalry confused the formation and avoided it one after another.

In the end, although Di Shun retreated, the number of corpses thrown on the battlefield by both sides was actually not much different.

No one could help anyone, the Dali army lacked elite cavalry, did not dare to pursue, and Di Shun could not attack the car array.

So calling it "victory", Di Shun himself felt embarrassed to say it.

While he was drinking and pondering, a man stumbled into the hall, howling inarticulate as he ran.

The whole hall looked at this man, and saw that he was completely black, as if he had just crawled out of the coal cellar, and he couldn't even see his appearance.

There were two other people who climbed in with him, and they were dressed as rangers from outside the city.

Di Shun's brows furrowed: panicked, what kind of system.

"Fire! What a fire! ”

Before he could scold, the person who rushed in cried out with a crying voice, and spat out a puff of smoke from one mouth: "There is a great fire outside the city!" ”

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