"Hurry up, don't dawdle."

"What's that smell? It's so strong it's making my eyes water."

"Who cares what it smells like, let's rush in."

"Kill them all."

A number of cavalrymen came over carrying torches.

These guys were rushing all the way, with only the capital city in their eyes.

The cavalrymen paid no attention to the mountain of wooden barrels piled up below.

Some cavalrymen charged headlong into the burning oil barrels.

More and more cavalrymen, each carrying a torch, appeared from a distance like a fiery dragon.

Jiang Tian took the rocket out of the system right in front of them.

"Prepare to set it on fire."

Before Jiang Tian finished speaking, a raging fire broke out in the distance.

Many people plunged into the fire, where the oil drums burned fiercely.

It quickly escalated into a situation where fire spread across multiple camps.

Before Jiang Tian could even set the fire, they themselves set themselves on fire with their torches.

The oil drum, heated by the intense heat, immediately exploded violently.

A series of loud explosions rang out.

Li Yuanba only knocked on a few oil drums; most of the drums were still unopened when they exploded even more violently.

If a metal gasoline drum explodes, the sharp, hot fragments are comparable to shrapnel.

These fragments of gasoline drums flew rapidly toward the crowd.

Many people were injured on the spot by the explosion.

Soon, at least two or three thousand of these ten thousand cavalrymen were all on fire.

The raging flames burned higher and higher.

Thick smoke billowed into the sky, and flames illuminated half the heavens.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of gasoline.