Chapter 15: Burning the Barracks

For more than a year since Song Yun traveled, he has often been trained by veterans of the Beiting Army.

In addition to honing the foundation of martial arts, military skills such as arrays, swords and shields, spears, and archery are also involved.

The archery is not exquisite, but hitting a wooden barrel ten zhang away is not difficult for a fourth-order martial artist with quick eyes.

The martial artist practiced his bones, and his strength was as great as an ox, and he pulled his bow into a full moon in one breath, and the arrows shot out angrily, directly bursting the barrel.

Large expanses of fire oil spilled in midair.

A little spark spread out on the arrow, and it merged with the fierce fire oil into a blazing wave of flames, illuminating the sky above the barracks.

The burning oil fell, splashing on several houses, and the raging flames instantly engulfed the houses, and the screams of Qin soldiers were heard from inside.

The military camp was in chaos in an instant, and a large number of Qin soldiers were anxiously shouting, trying to extinguish the fire with sand.

Song Yun took a few steps back, and then lit a circle of fierce fire oil poured outside the barracks.

In the night wind, a bright line of fire ignited, extending in an arc to both sides, and then forming a circle, enclosing the entire military camp in an instant!

After waiting for a while, the "ring of fire" attached to the house and burned completely, and the tongue of fire spewed out a foot high, completely sealing the military camp inside.

And with the easterly wind, the flames continued to move eastward, and there was a great tendency to spread to the entire barracks.

Before the Qin soldiers had extinguished the fire in the camp, they found that it was burning outside again, and suddenly panic rose in everyone's hearts.

There were also those who had just woken up, and were so frightened that they ran out of the house barefoot and ran around.

Song Yunguang listened to the noisy sound in the barracks, and he could imagine that the scene had been chaotic to the extreme.

Although these Qin soldiers were brave, they were only mortals in the face of the monstrous flames, and now they could only find a way to escape.

"The fire in the east is small, retreat to the east!" Several battalions immediately appeared and took command.

The Qin soldiers poured water on the bedding and cloth clothes, covered their mouths and noses, and lined up at the east gate of the camp to prepare to break through.

However, Song Yun had already taken a step ahead of them, went around to the east of the camp, and poured half a barrel of fierce fire oil, creating a continuous sea of fire.

A platoon of Qin soldiers rushed out of the barracks with soaked bedding, but they ran for more than a dozen feet, but they still did not get out of the encirclement of the raging fire, and fell down one by one in wailing.

This scene saw that the Qin soldiers behind were extremely desperate.

"It's over, there's fire everywhere, how can this get out......"

"Camp save us!"

"Daddy Auntie ......"

Several battalion officers and battalion deputies stood on the roof and looked around, their faces also showing despair.

Although it can be seen that the fire in some directions is not serious, and as fourth-order martial artists, they can rush out with a layer of wet quilts.

But the three thousand ordinary soldiers below, as well as hundreds of war horses, couldn't rush out.

They can only pin their last hopes on other barracks.

If the rescue did not come in time, these officers could only leave their soldiers and run first.

“…… Who did it? Is it Tang Jun, or the assassin in Beicheng District? ”

"Where did this fire oil come from?"

Several battalion deputies looked at the chaos in the barracks and hated it.

[Zhencheng Wufu Song Yun killed 6 first-order enemies, and martial arts cultivation is +6]

[Zhencheng Wufu Song Yun kills 1 second-order enemy, martial arts cultivation value +5]

……

The system kept displaying kill information, which was dizzying, and Song Yun simply ignored it.

More than 3,000 people were surrounded in the sea of fire, even if the stronger officers could escape, those first- and second-order soldiers and even commanders basically couldn't escape, and could only become their own martial arts cultivation value.

It was enough for other military camps to come to the rescue, such a big fire, and there was no river nearby, it would definitely not be extinguished by sand alone.

What Song Yun has to do now is to make this fire burn faster.

Although the fire spread rapidly along the east wind, when it reached the military camp in the city, the Qin army over there would definitely be prepared.

They had to be caught off guard.

With his back to the sea of fire, Song Yun ran quickly to the east, and soon came to a military camp in the city.

Before, a whole circle of fierce fire oil was poured outside the military camp in the Western District, and the amount used was too large, and now there are only four barrels of oil left.

Song Yun poured half a bucket on the ground first, blocking the way from the military camp in the city to the western district.

Then he repeated the old trick, throwing the barrel far above the barracks, and then bursting with a flaming arrow.

The military camp in the city had just been moved, and he was about to send people to the west to check on the situation, but the fire burned to his own place.

Suddenly, a group of people shouted and were busy fighting the fire, and they had no time to care.

Song Yun quickly went around to the north, east, and south of the barracks, still half a barrel of oil was splashed on the ground, and the wooden barrel was thrown over the barracks to explode, creating two more fires.

At this point, all the more than a dozen barrels of fierce fire oil taken from the military camp in Beicheng District have been used up, and there is not a drop left.

Although it failed to allow the sea of fire to completely encircle the military camp here, there were flames on all sides, which was enough for the Qin army here to drink a pot.

At this moment, half of the Anxi military town was lit up, and the flames were fierce, even dyeing the stratus clouds in the night sky.

The sound of fire and wind mingled like the roar of a ferocious beast under the night sky.

What was louder than the sound of fire and wind was the cries and cries for help of the Qin soldiers in the military camp in the Western District.

The miserable howls echoed through the city, as if Shura Hell had descended on earth.

In the south of the city, the originally murderous street battle battlefield was quiet for a moment.

Whether it was the main force of the Qin army or the old pawns of the Beiting army, they all glanced at the northwest in disbelief.

The main force of the Qin army had already achieved an overwhelming advantage, but suddenly there was a fire in the rear, and everyone was a little worried, so they postponed the offensive and sent troops to check the situation.

The hundreds of remaining veterans of the Beiting Army were already scarred, their pale hair and swarthy faces stained with blood and dust, and they looked desolate and desolate in the light of the distant fire.

But they did not look discouraged, and laughed in the direction of the fire with blood-stained knives and guns.

"Listen to the cries of these Qin cubs, it's like a three-year-old doll weaned, just this virtue, I can beat ten when I'm young!"

"Such a big fire, it should be caused by fierce fire oil, we don't have this thing, it can't be that they burn themselves, right? Then laugh to death. ”

A burly veteran in faded bright light armor retreated into the crowd and coughed as he said:

"Even if the fierce fire oil in the Qin army's warehouse caught fire, it would spread from one point, how could it be justified to suddenly burn into pieces? I guess someone is helping. ”

"Someone to help? In the city, we are the Beiting Army, who has the ability? ”

The old soldiers looked at each other, and with the faint light of the fire, they began to count the fourth-order martial artists in the army.

The masters are all here, some are still standing, and some are already lying down.

"General Guo, you are dying, don't fool us, this kind of thing is not something that ordinary people can do, could it be that Datang is coming to help?" Someone was suspicious.

Hearing "Datang is coming to help", many old soldiers' cloudy eyes flashed in an instant.

General Guo coughed a few more times and shook his head slowly, "It's not like that." ”