"Everyone, stand a little bit, don't hurt, this thing is very powerful..." Qin Liangyu hurriedly ordered people to stand a little bit, and the circle surrounded by everyone expanded again.

After a while, the staff officer Huang came back and found a few iron pots and placed them among the crowd. Everyone looked at them from afar. Behind the staff officer Huang, he followed a few soldiers, holding some strange jars in his hands, which were slightly larger than the salt and oil tanks in ordinary people's houses.

"Commander-in-chief, the subordinates will start!" said the staff officer Huang.

"Well, let's start!" Qin Liangyu said excitedly with his eyes, with a smile on his lips. If the effect is possible, that is, there are enough words to impress Master Sun, which means that the Tartars are destined to be defeated in her hands this time and are destined to suffer a great loss.

The Huang adviser waved to the soldiers holding the cans. The soldiers threw the ceramic jars from afar into the piles of iron pots. The ceramic jars were immediately smashed onto the iron pots, and what flowed out was something that had never been seen before.

"Lan oil smell?" The smell of someone's lamp oil smells.

"The smell of wine?" Someone tasted the smell of wine.

Everyone was wondering, and the soldiers took out the spontaneous burning lamp, lit the cloth strip on the last ceramic jar, and quickly threw it into the pile of iron pots.

With a "boom...", the pile of iron pots burned violently, its sound was scary and the heat wave was imminent.

Everyone exclaimed, it was so hot that it was so hot that it was too hot.

"This iron pot can be burned, it's really amazing..." Someone saw that it can be burned without firewood, and it's so hot, which is really a bit magical.

"Of course it can burn if there is lamp oil..." Someone smelled the unique smell of lamp oil and became an expert in explanation. However, several staff officers ignored them and focused on watching the burning scene.

Soon, some parts of the iron pot were burned red.

"Water..." the Huang adviser shouted calmly.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the fire was indeed powerful and could be burned on the iron pot. If you throw this kind of thing down in the sky and burn the enemy's food and grass, you will definitely burn it all. No wonder you have such a big tone.

Just as everyone was relieved, a soldier carried a bucket of water and poured it on the violently burning fire from afar.

"Zi...boom...si..." The fire burned violently, making a huge sizzling sound, and the flames rushed high.

Everyone around him exclaimed again! The heart that had just been relieved was raised to his throat again.

A little further away, the soldiers who were resting were also watching what they were doing here. Suddenly, they saw a flame from Lao Gao jumping up. They stood up in shock and couldn't help but say, "Oh..."

The scene was frozen in an instant. When a bucket of water fell, the fire not only did not extinguish it, but became even bigger, rushing into Lao Gao's flames. Everyone looked at the fire and lost the ability to speak.

"Splash again..." The Huang adviser shouted calmly again.

This time, the soldiers were not a bucket of water, but several buckets of water, poured on the fire one after another. Without exception, the flame did not go out, but became higher. The water poured on the iron pots and flowed out again. The ground was already full of water. What was incredible was that the fire was still burning high.

Whether it was a general or a soldier, he was shocked to see this amazing scene, and many people forgot to close their mouths.

At this point, several staff officers smiled with satisfaction.

After a while, the fire gradually became smaller and gradually extinguished. Everyone began to come to their senses. A soldier went forward and completely extinguished the sparks with water, lifted the iron pot, which had been deformed.

"This is really a divine thing. He is not afraid of water. He burns the Tartars' food and grass with such things. The Tartars will definitely cry to death..." Man Gui was so surprised that he spoke first. This is really a good thing.

"The governor said it is right. This thing is a magical thing that burns the enemy's food and grass. Once it is stained on the enemy's food and grass, it will almost never be destroyed if it is not burned clean. Even with water, it cannot be destroyed. Therefore, once the hot air balloon goes to the sky and throws this thing on the head of the Tartars, the subordinates dare to conclude that the Tartar camp will be panicked. If the commander-in-chief takes advantage of the chaos of the Tartars and moves the formation to attack, it can almost be said that he will win..." The Huang adviser said with his eyes shining.

"Well! This object is actually a magical weapon. When this object is used to fight the enemy, the Tartars will be kicked. Even if our army does not cover it up, it will burn it that night. There will be countless casualties in the chaos. It will be better than a fierce battle! It is amazing, amazing!" Qin Liangyu sighed.

"The commander-in-chief said that in addition to burning, there are also smokers. When burning with grenades, it really burns the camps. The enemy has nowhere to escape. It is easy to burn the Tartar camp!" said the adviser surnamed Zhang with a smile.

"Staff Officer Zhang, how can I ensure that this thing floats just over the Tartars' head? Aren't you invisible tonight? What if it floats on your head?" Ma Shitou was also shocked by the power of this thing and asked weakly.

"Haha, the stones are too worried. At night, the Tartar camp is like a torch in the dark, which just pointed out the direction for us. How can we read it wrong? As long as the hot air balloon is launched, my camp uses a special shape with a lamp, so naturally there is no need to worry about burning it." Zhang explained with a smile.

"But what if the Tartars turn off the lights? So what?" Ma Shitou asked again.

"It's okay, it's dark tonight. As long as there is a slight noise, how can the Tartars not light the lights? Once the Tartars light up, the camp that stretches for several miles can be seen for dozens of miles. How could they be wrong? After I took off the divine objects, it would be useless for the Tartars to turn off the lights. Besides, there are also the lamps in my camp for guidance, so they will not burn them wrong..." Zhang said with a smile.

"Staff Secretary Zhang is right. This thing is really a magic weapon. Since Staff Secretary Zhang is so sure, then let's do it here. If you don't object, then the commander will report this matter to the Pavilion Master as soon as possible. Please support the Master and burn the Tartars!" Qin Liangyu did not hesitate anymore. This was a good opportunity for heaven. If he missed this opportunity again, he would be afraid that he would never have a chance to come back.

"The last one agrees!" The generals immediately smiled and agreed.

Qin Liangyu quickly replied to the commander's tent, quickly wrote a letter of "borrowing a fire", and at the same time wrote about how he approached the Tartars ten miles. He also analyzed that even if it rained, the white-rod soldiers could hold on until dark. Once it was dark, the Tartars would die. The next day, the Tartars, who had lost food and grass, were afraid that they would not even dare to stay for a day, why were they afraid of him? The magical object burning things was so poisonous.
Chapter completed!