If the temperature is not high enough, you need to throw fire at the broken jars on the ground. As long as the fire can come into contact with the white phosphorus... or even slightly touch the edge... it will be enough to ignite the entire battlefield.

As for…

The complete version of the incendiary jar, which does not require ignition, requires the blessing of another tool - gunpowder!

The so-called - mononitrate, disulfide, and tertiary charcoal, supplemented by plant ash!

It is also poured into egg shells and sealed in a clay pot. Once the clay pot breaks, the oil and gunpowder in the egg shell break, and a flame will ignite. Coupled with the poisonous smoke and diffusion of white phosphorus, there will definitely be something on the battlefield in later generations.

The effect of the "infamous" incendiary bomb!

Of course, that is the next stage of the "burning tank"...an upgraded version.

But even...it was the current simple version, Jiang Gan was still sweating profusely. He had seen the power of white phosphorus, which made him even more frightened...

"How many cans have been completed?" Jiang Gan asked the clerk beside him.

"One thousand and five!"

After getting this answer, Jiang Gan raised his brows and smacked his lips, "It's been five days. I'm afraid I won't be able to finish these five thousand cans!"

"Mr. Jiang, if we don't stop day and night..." before the official could speak.

"Shut up!" Jiang Gan shouted to stop. He glared at the clerk and said, "If something goes wrong, can you take the responsibility?"

Well…

The clerk was speechless now, feeling that this suggestion made him feel lonely.

Jiang Gan suddenly thought of something, and immediately said: "Sifang Mountain does not need so many civil servants. From tomorrow on, everyone, including me, Jiang Gan, will go to work in the shops..."

"But that flint, I'll wait..." The clerk's tone was stumbling.

"If you can't make flint, go and refine fish oil..." Jiang Gan said harshly: "There are always capable people! Why, scholars have forgotten the Six Arts of the Gentleman and the art of the White House? I think you have all learned it in the gutter.

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Speaking of this, Jiang Gan became more energetic, "I, Jiang Gan, will be the first to take off this Confucian robe. Tomorrow, in this Sifang Mountain, there will only be men wearing civilian clothes, sweating profusely!"

Jiang Gan said this...

The civil servant was confused. He regretted it... What suggestions did he make?

It's so bad that I have to take off this "Confucian" gown and do this hard work...

Jiang Qian seemed to be in high spirits, so he took off his robe, casually put on a craftsman's robe, and shouted while walking to the fish oil refining workshop.

——"Heaven is about to entrust a great responsibility to a man. He must first strain his mind and will, strain his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, deplete his body, and mess up his actions. Therefore, tempting his heart and forbearance will benefit him beyond his ability."

——"This is what Mencius said. All civil servants, take off your Confucian robes for Mencius... go and strain their minds and muscles!"

There are about a few dozen civil servants on Sifang Mountain...

When the time came, they were stunned.

Similarly, when a coolie saw this scene and heard this sound, he felt three words inexplicably!

——Fair, fair, so damn fair!

Suddenly, everyone in Sifang Mountain was full of energy.

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Chapter completed!