From Chief to Ball

Approaching the opposite camp, Chen Jian and several sword and shield soldiers around him pulled out the lit matchstick, took the linen gunpowder bag and ignited it, and threw it towards the crowd on the opposite side.

The twinkling sparks were flying in the air, Hammer looked at the sparks flying in the air in surprise, it was very beautiful, but he didn't know what it was.

A dozen lit burlap bags fell to the ground without exploding, and a purple blazing light shone in the densest crowd. The pungent smell and the pyrotechnic effect like thunder and lightning made the camp on the opposite side into chaos.

A few gunpowder bags landed on the human body. Years of not washing and eating mutton made their bodies covered with oil. Their hair and animal skins burned rapidly. They covered their eyes and screamed and rolled on the ground, trying to extinguish the burning flames. .

But this flame burns too fast, faster than the driest withered grass on the prairie, it only burns the whole body in the blink of an eye.

A gunpowder bag landed at Hamer's feet, and he glanced subconsciously. Then there was a slight explosion and a flame wrapped in a cloud of green smoke. The surrounding area was illuminated brightly, which hurt his eyes.

In the smoke, Hamer made a move that astonished both his tribe and himself. The brave man threw away his weapon and fled backwards, shouting in shock while running.

The stinging pain from the eyes could not hurt the warrior's tough heart, but the purple fire made Hammer completely collapsed. This was the first time in his life that Hammer exposed his back to the enemy in battle.

In the past, he would not run away from powerful enemies and beasts, but in the face of this fire, how could a person, no matter how powerful, fight against the spirit of thunder and lightning?Besides the spirit of thunder and lightning, who can control such a dazzling light?

While fleeing, dozens of terrified voices yelled, "Spirit of Thunder! Spirit of Thunder!"

The voice of despair spread throughout the camp, and everyone who saw the flash had such thoughts in their hearts. The more devout they were to the gods in the past, the more fearful they became.Believing in animism, they saw the power in the myth with their own eyes, and their hearts collapsed.

It's true that these gunpowder packs don't make too much noise, but again, the Thor God of the primitive tribe always has two people, and the Thor God and the Electric God are separate.

The difference between the speed of light and the speed of sound has always been the flash before the thunder. The witch priests who created the story naturally chose the simplest and most reasonable explanation in this era: a god is in charge of the flash that splits the darkness, A god is in charge of the war drum between heaven and earth, and the two of them share a godhead. The god in charge of the war drum is just a servant in charge of lightning.

The witch priests claim that they are blessed by the spirit of thunder and lightning, and they can make loud drums out of human skin, but no witch priest has ever mastered the power of lightning, and now this power flickers in the hands of the enemy.

A dozen gunpowder packs went down, and the people gathered in the opposite camp had completely collapsed. The barbaric era had just faded away, and the first flash of gunpowder was full of mythology.

However, not only the opposite camp, but also the sword and shield soldiers on Chen Jian's own side were also stunned.

They looked at the continuous flashes of light and the rapidly ignited tent on the opposite side, their hands holding the gunpowder pack trembled, and they kept muttering in fright.

Fortunately, it wasn't the explosive Tao Lei that was thrown for the first time, but a gunpowder bag that could deflagrate violently and glow. Otherwise, these sword and shield soldiers might really hold the ignited Tao Lei in their hands and forget to throw it out.

Chen Jian yelled, and the sword and shield soldiers reacted, drew out their daggers, and launched a charge towards the chaotic crowd.

Like a hot knife cutting into sheep fat, this is the easiest charge of the sword and shield soldiers. It seems to be on the training ground, and there is almost no resistance on the opposite side. Some people even knelt on the ground and stretched their heads waiting to die. I'm muttering something.

Those people who were ignited like a big fireball announced the strength of this power with their hoarse and crazy shouts and twisted and painful figures. The sword and shield soldiers who rushed into the crowd tore the entire camp apart and divided it into two halves. Chaos He turned to where the horse was hitched.

The sword and shield soldiers loved this animal that had appeared in the city for less than a year, but Chen Jian's order was to kill and burn it.

Burning horse tails, burning manes, and fleeing horses after being stabbed made the camp even more chaotic.

These horses have never seen such a flash of light, they just want to escape from the bloody devils in front of them, rushing into the camp, regardless of whether the person standing in front of them is their master, they hit them with their chests, and lifted them up. The hooves fell heavily.

Chen Jian was covered in horse blood, and was throwing a ball of sackcloth soaked in turpentine into a group of horses. Covered in blood, he looked up at the burning horse and laughed.

Seven or eight hundred horses were burned off their manes or hacked to death and wounded, and many more fled into the woods.

Without these horses, the grassland tribes could not fight as they wanted, or ran away if they couldn't. Chen Jian still had more than 100 riders in his hands, and he could completely suppress the remaining riders of the opponent, control the flanks of the battlefield and chase down the rout.

After this attack, the initiative and the right to launch the campaign have been in his hands.

Chapter 51 The Decisive Battle

After clearing the last horses, the camp was still in chaos. Chen Jian led his people back to Yangguan calmly before the opponent's main force retreated.

When passing the Jiantai wooden tower, I did not forget to light a fire. The wind helped the fire, and the melted resin balls burned quickly on the dry trees in early winter.

It took hundreds of people and ten days for the grassland ministries to build these wooden towers and arrow rests, but a fire can turn them into ashes within a few hours.

Withdrawing to Yangguan, the soldiers guarding the city spontaneously shouted Chen Jian's name. In such a grand bonfire, the cheers shook the sky.

The wolf skins had also returned, and not many people had been killed, but there were not many horses left in the southeast camp.

Chen Jian stood on the city wall looking at the flames outside, and ordered: "Tonight, everyone except those who are on duty will rest, and 30 people will be assigned to cook before dawn, and they will leave the city at dawn to prepare for the decisive battle, so that all the grassland tribes can come." If there is no return, I dare not go south again within five years."

After the order was issued, the clansmen couldn't sleep peacefully. The people in the city saw a flash of light hundreds of steps away. They didn't know what it was, and asked the sword and shield soldiers who followed Chen Jian out.

But the sword and shield soldiers kept silent, and when they were really anxious to ask, they shouted: "Don't hurt me, brother! You will be whipped!"

The person who asked knew that Chen Jian usually had a good laugh, but when it came to military law, he would definitely not be ambiguous, so he had no choice but to stop asking.

The one who wanted to know these things the most was E Strider. Although he didn't see those flashes of light, the story had already been spread after he returned to Yangguan, but he asked several people and didn't answer, so he became more and more curious.

Those in Yangguan City who want to know what the flash is are mostly curious, but those outside Yangguan City who also want to know what the flash is are not just curious.

The returning leaders gathered the escaped clansmen and horses, and tried their best to calm down the completely chaotic camp, but the effect was minimal. A large number of horses ran to the woods and could not be found, and some people also fled to the woods.

There were not many casualties, less than a hundred people died in the two camps combined, but there were only four or five hundred horses left, and even fewer could ride.

The whole camp is panicking and telling a myth: the leader on the opposite side is the son of Thor, who can control the power of thunder and lightning, and the purple flame turns everything that can burn into a sea of ​​​​fire.

For the leader who didn't believe all this, someone brought several burnt, scorched and scorched corpses. The scorched smell of protein combined with the strange smell of gunpowder and sulfur was actually associated with the word fear.

Without firefighting tools, he could only watch the arrow rest that he had built so easily burn into ashes. The surrounding temperature was already high, and it was too late to save him.

The camp was full of scorched tent hay, trampled and maimed howling people, and war horses lying on the ground bleeding and staring, not knowing what to do.

Looking at the dilapidated camp and the dead and wounded horses, Dawu raised his whip and slapped Hamer's face fiercely, and shouted: "How many people can they have in the city? There are at least 100 people in the southeast camp. There are only seven to 80 people on the side. There are hundreds of people left in the camp! Not counting other tribes, our tribe still has more than 200 people. How can we let them beat like this? Die, run away After running away, there were only three or four hundred horses left capable of fighting, and they were all shocked! What about you? Not even a single head of the enemy was left behind!"

"Hammer, you are a warrior of the tribe. Everyone on the grassland knows your name, but what did you do? Hundreds of people were scared out of their wits by the dozens of people on the opposite side?"

Hamer lowered his head and knelt on the ground. Instead of touching his hot and painful face, he said in a terrified voice: "Chief Dawu, they...they have the power of Thor, and the bang is like lightning. This is winter, even Thor will fall asleep like a frog in winter...they are more powerful than Thor!"

Although Dawu was angry, he remained calm.He knew Hamer, he knew Hammer's character and bravery.

Smelling the weird smell in the air, Dawu didn't believe that someone in this world could possess such power... It wasn't based on unbelief in the three views, but if the leader on the opposite side had such power, how could he have surrounded himself for so long? ?

Dawu snorted, let Hamer get up, and followed him to where the leader was discussing. From a distance, he saw the old leader standing outside alone, looking at the chaotic camp, motionless. The previous energetic posture was replaced by this A fire utterly crushed it.

Several leaders cursed, but did not accuse the old leader.They all agreed to the previous decision, and no one expected it to be like this.

"Go back, this city can't be defeated."

"The leader on the opposite side is too cunning. Their city gates were obviously closed in the afternoon, and there would always be some movement after moving so many logs. It seems that they set the fire in the evening by themselves, just to keep them from noticing. "

"Yeah, since we besieged the city, they have never harassed us, and I have even made the leader on the opposite side an idiot. Now it seems that we are the idiots."

"There were only dozens of people who attacked our camp, and there were hundreds of people in our camp! Hundreds of people! They were completely defeated by them. Look at the remaining people, how could they have the courage to fight against them? They were all scared to death courage."

"Let's leave early tomorrow morning, the city to the south... I'm afraid we won't be able to see it."

Before the fire, they were still fantasizing about going south to capture the big city tomorrow, but now they only think about how to leave.

The old leader's last chance has been destroyed by Chen Jiansheng. After this battle, the old leader knows that he has no chance to convince the ministries until he dies. I just want to spend the years to come in peace and stability. If those unspeakable diseases can be cured, that is my greatest desire.