"That's right, it's the wine, and there's sugar added to it!" Zhu Han said.

He said, sealing the lid and igniting the firing wire on the lid.

Zhu Han threw the jar far away with both hands.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, the jar fell to pieces on the ground.

Then a burst of flames came out, and some firewood next to it was ignited.

Under Zhu Han's instructions, Hu Yiba tried his best to slam the flames, but not only did the flames not go out, but continued to burn wherever they touched.

Seeing this, Zhu Yuanzhang was immediately overjoyed.

"That's great. Once such a black rocket is smashed, we will win half of it!"

Xu Da was also very happy to see this.

"This fire is simply a ghost fire. Not only can it be extinguished, but it is getting stronger and stronger as it is, it is so scary!"

Brother Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly frowned again, "Wouldn't this thing catch fire in our military camp?"

Zhu Han smiled, "Brother, this thing is not that amazing. It's just high concentration of alcohol, plus sticky sucrose, it's definitely not good to slap it, and it can't be wiped out with water, but it can be covered with soil!"

Sure enough, Hu Yiba used a shovel to shovel the soil and quickly extinguished the flames.

"It's God, it's God!" Xu Da laughed happily.

"Brother, you are really our Zhuge Kongming. You are simply omnipotent from heaven and earth!" Zhu Yuanzhang also said happily.

Zhu Han smiled lightly, not too proud.

After all, this Black Rocket is not his original work, but has copied some of the later generations of Divine Fire Crows and Hell Rockets. With the technology combined, this kind of rocket is extremely accurate. In addition to being able to use explosive alcohol to scare the enemy, its real lethality is very limited.

Fortunately, the enemy camp in Hengjian Mountain is big enough that no matter how accurate these black rockets are, they can fall into it.

Time was tight, so Zhu Yuanzhang immediately began to deploy, preparing to lead the three thousand Dragon Xing army and lead ten black rockets to raid the Hengjian Mountain camp.

Before leaving, my brother Zhu Yuanzhang asked again.

"Brother, the Black Rockets are a good thing. Are there too few ten pieces? Can you make more quickly and add thirty or fifty!"

Hearing this, Zhu Han immediately rolled his eyes.

"Brother, you don't know. These explosive alcohols are distilled high-purity alcohols. I don't know how much liquor consumed. The sucrose is also very expensive. I have only collected these in Haozhou City. There are enough ten pieces."

What Zhu Han said was the truth.

Wine and sugar, these two things were both delicacies in ancient times.

Making wine requires a lot of food. Nowadays, people cannot eat enough, so how much food can there be to make wine?

As for sugar, it is even more expensive. This thing is only produced in Lingnan, Guangdong and Guangxi, and it is not easy to produce and manufacture. If you travel thousands of miles to this place, it is even more expensive.

These ten black rockets alone have consumed all Zhu Han's family.

"Damn it, when Dingyuan and Chuzhou are conquered, I must order my brother to take all the wine and sugar into military control!"

Night falls.

The three thousand dragons and personal troops led by Zhu Yuanzhang marched rapidly in the dark.

Soon, they touched not far from Hengjian Mountain Camp.

"The time is not enough, wait a little longer!"

Zhu Han immediately suggested to the brother.

"Well, okay, the whole army is hidden!"

Zhu Yuanzhang quietly issued an order.

According to Zhu Han's plan, they lurked for more than an hour, and waited until all the enemy troops in Hengjian Mountain fell asleep, and then launched a night attack with ten black rockets as signals.

The Three Thousand Dragons Xingjun is worthy of being an experienced elite soldier. Everyone lurks in the grass and shrubs, and does not move at all the mosquitoes and rats bites.

They were all quietly waiting for the raid.

Inside the Hengjian Mountain Camp.

Several thick candles illuminated the barracks of the Tuanlian Tycoon Miao.

"Dad, I have already made arrangements. Then secretly hide two thousand elite soldiers and stay behind!" Miao Youzhen walked in and said.

Miao Daheng nodded and asked again.

"We must keep it confidential. If the Mongolians find out, we will be in trouble again."

"Dad, don't worry, it's all arranged properly and no one is talking nonsense."

After Miao Youzhen said that, she opened her mouth again, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't dare to say it.

Of course, Miao Daheng is very familiar with his son.

When he saw this situation, he immediately showed displeasure.

"A real man must act neatly and say what he has to say!" Miao Daheng taught a lesson.

Miao Youzhen took a deep breath and said in a low voice.

"Dad, the Red Trouble is making such a big fuss now. There are Yingzhou and Xuzhou defeated officers and soldiers in the distance, and Haozhou defeated officers and soldiers in the nearest. Do you think Dayuan is exhausted?"

Hearing his son's words, Miao Daheng glared and subconsciously glanced outside the door. Fortunately, there was no one there.

Miao Daheng lowered his voice and said in a very stern tone.

"You must not say such words!"

"Dad, aren't we the only ones!" Miao Youzhen continued.

Miao Daheng sighed and said.

"The great Yuan Dynasty is in power, and the treacherous slander is in power. If you want to talk about the power, you may really have to be exhausted!"

Miao Youzhen immediately became energetic and then said.

"Dad, why don't we turn against these dogs and Tartars!"

In recent years, the Mongol rule has become increasingly cruel and incompetent, and Miao Youzhen has long been dissatisfied.

"You are still too young and think too simple. Even if you are about to lose your energy, there will be a million troops, and famous generals like Ruyang King Chahan Timur. Although Liu Futong and the others are dancing happily, it is still unknown whether they can stop the Yuan official army from counterattacking! If we jump out at this time, we will not be allowed to kill the Mongols!"

Miao Daheng said disdainfully.

Obviously, he was also extremely dissatisfied with the rule of the Mongols.

However, under the power of the Mongol Yuan for many years, Miao Dakan did not dare to take risks.

"Dad is right, it's because my son was rash." Miao Youzhen also had to nod in agreement.

The tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in their hands were short of food and clothing, and most of them were refugees who were farming and protecting themselves, so their combat effectiveness was naturally not high.

Miao Youzhen had ambitions to rebel against the Yuan Dynasty, so she had to calm down.

"Okay, the ancients said that when we come, the world will bring power together, and heroes will not be free. If we want to rebel against the Mongol Yuan, what we need is the birth of a great hero, not something that you, my father and son can do. It would be great that we can protect our family." Miao Daheng said seriously.

He still knows how much his son has.

In order to dispel his son Miao Youzhen's inappropriate passion, Miao Daheng led Miao Youzhen to inspect the military camp.

Under the cool evening breeze, Miao Youzhen finally calmed down a little.

Miao Daheng looked up at the night sky and said with some emotion: "No matter how many heroic ambitions are, they can't stand a life! Otherwise, it's like the meteor in the night, no matter how bright it is, it will finally fall and die. How can the dim stars in the sky be able to live with the heaven and earth!"
Chapter completed!