Chapter 1480 War is a good way to make a fortune
The huge flames burst into the sky with rolling black smoke. Even the front-line command center five miles away could see clearly. Cao Bianjiao stood on the roof of the command center, pinching his waist with his hands at the igniting raging fire.
At this time, he was also shocked. He had not used Fire Attack, but this was the first time he had seen the fire that appeared in front of him.
Really, it was the first time in his life that he had seen such a violent flame, and even if he was five miles away, he could feel the heat coming to his face.
There is also the black smoke that surges up the sky, the flames that make the sky red.
When His Majesty left, he left more than a dozen things called oil tankers, saying that the things inside were extremely dangerous and there must be no mistakes, especially fire. A slight bit of Mars can kill tens of thousands of troops.
Cao Bianjiao protected these dozens of tankers very well.
Before attacking Constable Danteburg, Cao Bianjiao sent a telegram to the capital.
In Zhu Youxiao's reply, he specifically pointed out that flames could be used as a means of attack, and specially formulated a tactic for using a stone thrower to bring the pot pot filled with diesel and gasoline into the city.
The dozen or so tankers still stored a lot of oil. Cao Bianjiao shrunk a gasoline tanker and half a diesel tanker, put them into the clay pot and threw them in.
Gasoline is easy to ignite. Although diesel has a high ignition point and is not easy to ignite, it depends on what ignition material you use. Combustion bombs mixed with aluminum-magnesium alloys, no matter what diesel gasoline you are, steel can melt at high temperatures and not burn.
In this sky-sky fire, there were no living creatures within the city walls of thousands of meters. Even the city walls began to collapse under this huge flame. The high temperature of thousands of degrees ignites all combustible substances or substances that cannot be burned and melts or even directly vaporizes them.
In this way, the terrifying flame began to spread around, as if this torch had been prepared to burn all the entire Constellation Dantemberg.
The flames spread into the city with the sudden strong wind. The first thing that was suffering was the houses close to the city wall.
Wherever the flying fire ball falls, it will be ignited and burned.
The fire was getting bigger and bigger. Countless Ottoman people took everything they could use to put out the fire, wooden basins and clay pots, filling these things with water and splashing them on the flames.
It’s a pity that the wooden basin and clay pot in their hands can hold a lot of water. For this terrifying flame, it is like a drop in the bucket. If a basin of water is poured on, it will evaporate by the high temperature without touching the flame.
The fire became bigger and bigger, and more and more houses were ignited. The fire spread rapidly into the city.
The fire looked like the most terrifying beast of the world, and was ready to eat them at the crying people.
The Ming army, who had stopped attacking, stood quietly, and all the cannons stopped, and they just watched quietly, because under such a terrifying fire, you can't even attack with any means.
It's ridiculous to say that the Ming army used fire attack to successfully attack the city, but at present, this has become the best defense to stop itself.
With this terrible fire, Ming Jun had no idea of charging in his mind.
This is really, whoever goes up and who will die, it’s too late to dodge, you dare to go up and rush forward to try it!
On the departure position of the First Division, the division commander Cheng Yunlong and the ideological and political officer Feng Xin had already put on combat equipment. They looked at the fire in front of them and couldn't help but dry their throats and couldn't help swallowing.
"What should we do now, Lao Cheng?" The ideological and political officer Feng Xin looked at his watch and found that it was time for the attack, but the fire in front was too big. At this time, the attack was purely to send the First Division in.
Cheng Yunlong opened his mouth slightly. Now you ask him what to do, how do he know what to do.
However, the departure time has come, and now the plan has changed, I still need to ask the above for instructions.
Cheng Yulong picked up the walkie-talkie and reported the situation here to Cao Bianjiao.
"Commander, Commander! What should we do now? This fire is too big, we can't attack!"
Cao Bianjiao, who was watching the fire, heard the walkie-talkie ringing, and the familiar loud voice suddenly pulled his eyes back.
He turned around and got off the ceiling of the command center, then looked at a sand table placed in the middle of the command center, and gestured a few times to show the fire area on the sand table.
His scheduled attack route has now been blocked by the fire. If he wants to change the direction of the attack, he needs to transfer the artillery position. The transfer of thousands of cannons is not that easy.
So Cao Bianjiao ordered the Ming army on the front line to stop the attack and wait for the flames to disappear before continuing to implement the plan.
There is no need to hurry in this day or two. This time the flame is enough to teach the Ottomans a lesson.
This is not true. At this time, the Ottomans in Constable Danteburg had already felt the catastrophe. The flame was too big. The Ottoman people and the soldiers in the city could not extinguish it. As the fire spread more and more towards the center of the city.
Murad IV looked at the flames and ignored nothing and directly ordered the establishment of an isolation belt.
The Ottoman soldiers who received the order blocked the only way for the flames to spread, and then demolished all the houses and buildings, so that when the fire burned here, there would be no combustible materials, and no matter how big the fire was, it would have to be extinguished.
Although the fire could be extinguished, the people in Constable Dantemberg suffered the greatest losses. They were dragged out from their homes by the soldiers and watched their houses demolished by the soldiers.
The people cried, but they were of no use. The Ottoman soldiers would not care what the people were thinking. Anyone who dared to stop them would beat the old punch first. If they dared to quarrel, they would just draw a knife and kill them.
This fire caused heavy losses to Constellation Dantemberg, especially the houses of the people on the periphery, which suffered the most losses.
Of course, less than 30% of the truly burned down by the fire were the other ones that the Ottoman soldiers did.
During war, it is the best time for these soldiers to get rich. Demolition of houses is a good job, and all the things that are demolished belong to these soldiers.
I'm working hard on the front line, what's wrong with taking you something, what's wrong!
The fire directly left more than 50,000 Ottoman people homeless, and their property and food that had finally been hidden were stolen.
Suddenly, the city north of Constable Danteburg was filled with complaints, and people were crying everywhere.
Chapter completed!