Isn't it science that a fire burns and lowers the oxygen content in the air?

The light in Cui Yu's eyes is getting hotter and hotter, he, a person who has crossed over from the world of scientific and technological civilization, may lose to many people in martial arts, but if he loses to these natives in science and technology, then he can really die. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Playing with technology, Cui Yu smiled disdainfully.

"Zhong Wushan!" Cui Yu shouted, and after a while, Zhong Wushan ran up out of breath and walked to Cui Yu's side.

Seeing him like this, Cui Yu frowned, Zhong Wushan was still just a master in the early stage of congenital life, and he couldn't support the state of internal breath, and now there was a lack of oxygen.

This is not good news, because it means that the innate level martial artists have already begun to fall.

Fortunately, he still has some stamina to move.

Cui Yu called him to his side and whispered something in his ear.

After Zhong Wushan listened to Cui Yu's order, the second monk was confused, and he didn't understand what Cui Yu's intention was in doing this.

Li Zhi was behind Cui Yu, and when he saw Cui Yu's appearance, he knew that Cui Yu had already thought of a way, but what kind of method was it, looking at Cui Yu's appearance was extremely confident.

He secretly clenched his fists, he didn't do anything, he didn't believe that his intelligence would lose to Cui Yu.

Li Zhi didn't step forward to ask Cui Yu what his method was, but he took two steps back and sat on the ground to meditate.

Zhong Wushan didn't doubt Cui Yu's order, he took the order, and quickly ran to the camp, mobilized thousands of innate masters, and went straight to the place where the other party had grain and grass.

The movement below is very loud, even if Li Zhi doesn't want to care, he can't help but pay attention.

But seeing their actions, Li Zhi was even more puzzled, and his heart was full of doubts.

I saw these innate masters running to the places of the two parties, pushing the grain and grass carts to the surroundings of the wall tower, and stacking bags of grain on the wall tower.

Then, I saw them climb up the wall, and without orders, they carried the bags of grain, and then threw them in the direction of the sea of fire under the shocked eyes of everyone.

I saw that the bags of grain, as soon as they fell into the fire, they burned rapidly. In a short time, it was reduced to ashes.

Suddenly, it was just black smoke, but at this time, a large amount of ashes were mixed in the smoke, which made the already uncomfortable soldiers below even more uncomfortable.

But Cui Yu was unmoved, and still instructed the innate master to throw the grain into the fire.

It wasn't until the sky was full of ashes from the burning of grain that Cui Yu stopped doing so.

Li Zhi walked up to Cui Yu, frowned and asked, "You are crazy, what are you burning food for?"

Cui Yu showed a strange smile on his face, looking unpredictable, and he said, "I know spells, do you believe it?"

Li Zhi glanced at him and said, "It's all this time, don't be joking." ”

Cui Yu smiled and said: "Seriously, I'm casting a spell to ask for rain, believe it or not, it will rain today." ”

Li Zhi glanced up at the dazzling sun, glanced at Cui Yu, and said, "It's strange that it will rain." ”

"Just watch!"

After speaking, Cui Yu ignored Li Zhi.

Li Zhi knew Cui Yu very well, and knew that Cui Yu would definitely not be untargeted, he glanced at the clear sky suspiciously, and he didn't believe that it would rain on such a sunny day.

But Cui Yu's words made him suspicious.

In the steppe army, Wu Enqi was sitting in a big tent, eating meat and drinking wine with his men.

He is the commander of the steppe barbarian army this time, and he is one of the khans of the top tribes in the steppe. In the grassland, the sound is magnificent.

However, this time the marching plan was planned by the Five Fierce Palace, although he hung the name of the commander, but in fact, he had to obey the command of the high-level of the Five Fierce Palace.

Although he was indignant, he had to listen to the order of the king of the steppe at this time.

Although he was unhappy in his heart, seeing their two-day battle made him have to be convinced. The prairie people have one thing to say, and if they obey it, they will obey it.

Since he didn't have anything to do with himself, he naturally didn't bother to worry about it, and hid in the big tent and his subordinates as happy as he could.

When the masters of the Five Fierce Palaces saw him like this, not only did they say nothing, but they were also happy. The most feared thing in the marching tent is to fight for power and profit, and once there are multiple voices in the army, then the army is not far from extinction.

Wu Enqi was able to delegate power in this way, but they were also very satisfied.

But just now, a barbarian soldier suddenly ran in from outside the big tent, bringing him a shocking news.

Wu Enqi put down the leg of mutton in his hand, ran out of the big tent quickly, and came to the front of the army.

When some of the masters of the Five Fierce Palaces saw him, they nodded kindly and ignored him.

Wu Enqi didn't care, he came to the front of the army and immediately overlooked the camp of the Tang army.

At this time, on the upper floor of the camp wall, it was the innate masters who threw bags of grain into the fire.

Wu Enqi was stunned in an instant, what is the Tang army doing, what is it doing burning grain for no reason?

He walked up to the upper echelons of the Five Fierce Palaces and asked, "Sir, what are the Tang people doing?

Although the high-level of the Five Fierce Palaces was covered with a huge brim, he could still feel that he couldn't figure out what Tang Jun was doing.

He shook his head and said, "I think they should have understood something. ”

"What's the matter?"

"I think they should know that they won't be able to leave alive, so they decided to burn them so that we don't get their food and hay. Don't let us get. The high-level of the Five Murders Hall said softly.

Wu Enqi was dumbfounded for a moment, this Tang Dynasty man was so resolute.

He didn't suspect anything else. Because according to the calculations of the masters of the Five Fierce Palaces, now in the Tang Dynasty military camp, all the martial artists below the congenital level should be unable to move. The opposing manager should have noticed that something was wrong.

Perhaps they have no illusions about survival.

Wu Enqi sighed, his heart ached, you know, there are 150,000 people of grain and grass there, if you get it, it can definitely alleviate the problem of food shortage in the grassland, and can make the grassland barbarians much better in winter.

It's a pity.

But soon, he was dumbfounded, because the Tang soldiers who had lost food for a while didn't even think about losing food in the fire.

You know, how much is lost, for the grain and grass prepared by the Tang Army, it is simply a drop in the bucket.

Even the high-level leaders of the Five Fierce Spirits Hall couldn't figure out what the other party was going to do.

As time went on, it was already noon. At this time, a drop of cold rain suddenly dripped from the originally clear sky, dripping on Wu Enqi's stunned face.