Yan Bing brought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the Shuai's desk and placed it on the stage of Hari Bai's general.
Halibai picked up the paper and pen, thought for a while, then wrote down the names of several people, and handed the letter to Yan Bing.
Yan Bing took the letter paper, turned around and walked towards Sun Wu, took out a floor plan of "Zhangziying", and asked Sun Wu to mark the tents where these people lived on the map, and finally took these two pieces of paper and called the guards.
"Leave it to my master, needless to say, go..."
The guard nodded, but Hari Bai, who was beside him, was a little panicked and asked hesitantly: "Duke Ding, you, are you planning to... kill them?"
Yan Bing was stunned when she heard this, then laughed out loud, waved her hand and said, "How could she kill just by taking a list?" But after she finished saying this, the smile on her face gradually closed, and her eyes and expression gradually became cold.
"But when I tell the story of the 230,000 Varo army, it's not certain... After all, when people face life and death decisions, people often cross the bottom line. If they don't do anything, they will only be targeted for a few days. If someone fails to stand this test... then... it's no wonder that my country's Duke..."
Harry Bai listened to these words, looked at Yan Bing's murderous expression, and swallowed gently. Now he understood a little why those enemy countries wanted to call her Liang Guo's witch... She could think of everything she should think of... When she should be cruel... She was really cruel...
"By the way, there is another question. Are you afraid of high spirits?" Yan Bing looked at Harry and his face returned to his previous smile, like a flower and jade, making people feel like spring breeze.
Haribai was stunned when he saw it, then suddenly turned to his senses and shook his head.
"Well, that's easy," Yan Bing said, turned around and looked at Sun Wu, and asked in a deep voice: "How are you all ready?"
Sun Wu stood up, bowed and said, "As you told me, you are ready!" After that, he immediately showed a smirk on his face.
Yan Bing nodded and said, "Follow me." Then he turned his hands behind his back and strode outside the tent.
Haribai was still stunned on the chair at this moment. It was not until Sun Wu stepped forward and pulled him, that he stood up suddenly and followed their steps.
"Today we were going to make a big move, but I don't know how many people in your camp are trustworthy and how many people are not trustworthy. So I can only make some arrangements without hiding them from everyone. By the way, give him a floor plan of the Varo camp." Yan Bing walked in front with the lead and said without looking back.
Sun Wu then understood and took out a map from his arms and handed it to Haribai.
Harry Bai took the map, took advantage of the torches in the camp, and looked carefully in a dark and silent manner, without saying a word...
The three of them walked quietly for a while before Yan Bing asked in a deep voice: "Did you see the problem?"
Haribai shook his head and whispered: "The enemy's formation is divided into six large camps, arranged in diamond shapes. Not only are they horns, but the distance between each camp is just right. It is impossible to steal the camp and attack the night... It seems that the opponent's chief general is not simple."
After hearing this, Yan Bing smiled without complaint, and said loudly without looking back: "You are still stuck in the most basic tactics, so you make such a judgment. It's not your fault. I will give you a few books later. While you study it, you will see more about how I fight. You will understand. Tell you, the biggest mistake in his camp is that it is too dense!"
Dense? Is it wrong to be dense?
Do you have to echo the beginning and end??
Harry Bai was dissatisfied with ten thousand dissatisfaction at this moment. Although he was not aware of military strategy, he considered himself a famous veteran on the battlefield. To put it bluntly, he was probably older than the yellow-haired girl in front of him. Why was he criticized by the other party so much that he was worthless? He really thought that the experience he had accumulated over the years of blood and sweat was in vain?
However, he still understood the truth that people had to bow their heads under the roof, so he was still silent and followed closely.
Soon, the three of them arrived at the baggage camp...
At this time, the baggage battalion was brightly lit and crowded with people. Countless soldiers, each two, were pouring heat into the huge airbag...
"Do you know what this is?" Yan Bing stopped at this time and pointed at one of them and asked.
"I know..." Harry Bai recalled carefully, and then replied firmly: "Xingtian!"
"Do you dare to sit?" Yan Bing turned around and looked at him with a smile.
"Dare!" Harrybai did not hesitate at all.
Yan Bing smiled and nodded, turned his head to Sun Wu and said, "The wind direction and measurement will be left to you, you will lead the team."
"Yes!" After Sun Wu bowed his hand and responded, he strode to the front of the sky and turned over.
"Come with me," Yan Bing said to Haribai, turned his head and walked towards the second Xingtian, two meters away from it, and then gently tapped the ground with his toes and jumped into the hanging basket.
Haribai was immediately shocked. Although he heard that Duke Ding followed Feixiamen to practice martial arts, he had never seen it with his own eyes. Now, just a slight jump is beyond the reach of a person. Although he himself has the ability to kill enemies, he can only chop people. How could he do any light skills... So he had to blush and climb into the hanging basket in a very embarrassing manner.
"Hey! Be careful not to kick the jar over," Yan Bing reminded while adjusting the burner valve.
"Jar?" Haribai looked down at the fire, and saw more than a dozen clay pots in the hanging basket. He asked curiously: "Duke Ding, what are the clay pots in these clay pots?"
Yan Bing smiled and said mysteriously: "It's all "baby"! You'll be staring at the Xingtian in front of you. When will it start sprinkling, just open the lid and splash it down together... Alas! Remember! The jar cannot fall off! It will be used later!"
"Uh...yes!" Although Harry Bai was still very curious, he didn't ask any more questions. He thought to himself, I'll do whatever he said.
As time went by, forty walking planes rose to the sky one after another, and under the guidance of Sun Wu, they slowly moved towards the northwest.
Harry Bai's heart gradually rose up...
"Don't be nervous, don't worry, you can't fall down!" Yan Bing comforted Harry Bai while shaking the human propeller.
And in order to maintain his dignity as a general, Halibai gritted his teeth and tried hard to squeeze out a smile.
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Two hours later...
This forty Xingtian Brigade flew over the Valo Camp.
But Sun Wu suddenly changed direction and led Xingtian Camp to fly east. He saw that he had already flown over the camp, but he was still flying forward without any movement.
Halibai, who was standing beside him, was a little anxious and asked in a low voice to Yan Bing: "Duke Ding, we have all flew over, why haven't we splashed it yet?"
"Because it's against the wind now..." Yan Bing let go of the hand-crank propeller, stretched his hand out of the basket, closed his eyes, and slowly felt it.
"Backwind?? What's the matter with the Backwind...? Alas!! It's spilling!! It's spilling in front!!" As Harry Bai shouted excitedly, he had opened the lid of the first clay pot and poured it down...
Yan Bing stared at Sun Wu's Xingtian, controlled the propeller, followed him tightly, and drew a semicircle around the Varo camp below.
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at the same time
Inside the Varo Camp...
“It’s raining??”
"It seems...but why is this rain a little sticky like a paste?"
"Hey! Look at the torch! Why did it burn even more when it was poured by the rain??"
"It's a big fuss, it's like this when the rain is small!"
"It's really wrong! You can still see stars! Where does the rain come from? Alas? And those strings of stars... seem to be still moving!!"
"Tsk! The ending is not enough for you to ask. If you think it is suspicious, you should report to the general and don't ask me about this or that."
"This time... let's forget it..."
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"Duke Ding, the last general has been sprinkled. Can you tell me now? What exactly is sprinkling?" Harry Bai said, sealing the last empty clay pot and putting it at the bottom of the basket.
"Glycerin!" Yan Bing finished speaking, picked up a flowering bullet from the ground, pulled out the safety plug, and handed it to Haribai's hand.
"Glycerin? What is glycerin?" Haribai looked at Yan Bing with a flower bullet in his arms.
"Glycerin is...wait... are you Islam? Did you splash on your body just now?" Yan Bing suddenly remembered something and asked with an anxious look on his face.
"Of course I am Islam, I have never splashed on my body. I just held the clay pot and poured it down." Hari Bai held the flower bullet, his face full of doubts.
After hearing that Haribai was not splashed, Yan Bing breathed a sigh of relief, pointed to the flower bullet, and said with a smile: "It's good that it didn't splash. If you throw this down, you will know what glycerin is."
Harry Bai frowned and thought for a while, then walked to the basket, threw the flowering bullet in his hand towards the camp under his feet, watched it fall to the ground quickly, and soon disappeared completely into the darkness. Then a few seconds later, a huge fireball accompanied by a loud bang!!
Haribai instinctively lowered his body, then slowly stood up and looked, and was instantly stunned by the scene in front of him...
After this fireball passed, the flames not only did not disappear, but instead spread rapidly in all directions in the camp. The raging flames were like countless wild horses, jumping! leaping!
Soon it spread from one camp to another camp, and then from this camp to the next camp. In almost a few blinks, all camps were ignited by the initial fireball, emitting a red and orange fire!!
Countless Varo soldiers ran out of the burning camp tent, but they soon discovered that no matter which direction they were around, they were surrounded by a raging fire! Wooden railings, camp tents, horses, and even the sandy ground without any plants and trees were burning with orange flames! Within ten miles, they all seemed to have fallen into a huge crater! There was no way to save them!
Soon, the crowd went crazy...
Completely lost control...
Countless Varo soldiers rushed towards the gate of the camp in a crazily against the burning fire, but the rolling smoke not only blocked their sight and lost their direction, but also took their lives one after another. Soon, soldiers who were fainted by the smoke fell on the road outside the camp, and their bodies were gradually stained by the fire, and thick smoke and flames were raised. Until the camp gate was piled up with a towering fire wall, it completely cut off everyone's hope of escape...
And the rest of the people had no choice but to kneel in the fire and pray and wait for death...
The fire follows the wind...
Burning everything...
For most people, this scene is just like the "Red Flame Hell" coming to the earth, which is terrifying and suffocating.
But for others, it is an extremely pleasant redemption...
Yan Bing silently looked at Harry Bai who had already cried into tears and asked softly: "Can you relieve your hatred?"
"Relieve hatred!" Harry Bai wiped the tears from his face and shouted loudly: "It's a pity! My parents! And my godfather, they couldn't see this scene!!"
"Maybe they saw it in the sky..." Yan Bing walked forward, patted Harry Bai on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Do you know why you were specifically asked to ignite this fire?"
Halibai was slightly stunned, then turned around, knelt on one knee at Yan Bing, and said loudly: "I will be grateful to Duke Ding for fulfilling it! I will be loyal to Duke Ding in this life!!"
Yan Bing looked at Halibai, who was kneeling on the ground, shook his head with a wry smile, slowly helped him up, looked at his eyes, and said word by word: "The reason I asked you to light this fire is not to make you loyal to me! But because you are a general!! A general in charge of tens of thousands of lives and deaths!! I don't want to see you blinded by hatred and be blinded by your mind!! Because you are my general!! Do you understand??"
Haribai looked at Yan Bing's eyes, thought for a while, then nodded.
"Okay!" Yan Bing smiled and let go of his hand, picked up a telescope from the corner of the hanging basket, and handed it to him.
"If you think it's not enough, I'll accompany you to watch it for a while. If you're satisfied, let's leave!"
Harry Bai looked down at the telescope in his hand and smiled relievedly...