The east wind makes thousands of flowers bloom at night, and blows down stars like rain!
Perhaps only such verses can so aptly describe the situation at this moment.
Stars rose up on the hillside southeast of the Tatar camp.
Thousands of flaming arrows shot into the Tatar camp.
The arrow shafts were tied with strips of cloth soaked in pork and vegetable oil.
In order to ensure that the flame can continue to ignite fire after falling in a parabolic trajectory in the air, flammable materials such as sulfur are wrapped in the cloth strips.
Even if the flame of the rocket is blown out due to its rapid movement in the air, as long as there is a spark on the arrow, it can burn again.
These thousand arrows fell like meteors on the Tartar tents, on the hay in the camp, and on the bushes.
The already dry and yellow weeds caught fire as soon as they came into contact with fire.
The Tatar tents were even more flammable, and arrows shot at the tents would ignite the fire even faster.
At first, the Tartars fought hard and managed to put out some of the fire.
But before the flames from the first wave of arrows had died down, the second wave of rockets had already arrived!
The power of a thousand rockets falling together is immeasurable.
Soon, thick smoke began to billow and a raging fire broke out from the southeast side of the Tatar camp.
Fire creates wind, and wind helps the momentum!
When the Dayin soldiers fired the fourth batch of rockets, the fire in the Tatar camp had already spread rapidly from the southeast to the northwest.
Countless Tartar soldiers, in disheveled clothes, ran out of the tents in panic.
At this time in the early morning, people's defenses are weakest and they are the most sleepy.
They were completely bewildered, and it took them a long time to realize that someone had attacked them.
Unfortunately, the camp has now turned into a sea of fire.
Thick smoke and flames, driven by the wind, continued to engulf the tent.
Dayin's archers continued to fire rockets, and their initial volleys turned into a scattering.
We must burn down the entire Tatar camp.
A thousand compound bows with a long range stood on the hillside, covering almost the entire Tatar camp.
At this time, the sky gradually brightened, and with the flames everywhere, the valley of Feihu Ridge was clearly visible.
Countless Tartars ran back and forth in the sea of fire, shouting and fleeing, while countless Tartars did not escape from the fire.
Some of the Tartars were covered in flames and ran out of the burning tent crying and screaming, but fell to the ground before they had taken a few steps.
Some Tartars caught fire and rolled on the ground desperately, or asked their companions to help put out the fire.
Some Tartars were choked by the thick smoke and started coughing, and finally fainted.
In the face of the power of fire, human strength is insignificant.
"kill!"
Just when the Tartar camp was burned to ashes, Du Wei led a thousand Yanzhou troops and Zhong Dahu led fifteen hundred Shuozhou troops to start fighting.
They surrounded and intercepted the Tatars at the key intersections around the camp, specifically hunting down those Tatars who escaped from the sea of fire.
Lin Feng's thousand fire arrow-shooting soldiers from Yinzhou and Shuozhou, after shooting all the rockets and fuel they carried, also replaced their arrows with ordinary ones.
"Free fire! Don't waste arrows!"
"This is your chance to practice with a moving target, so take advantage of it!"
Lin Feng also took a compound bow and went into battle himself.
He had heard about Zhao Muyun's heroic deeds from Han Zhong and Wang Tiezhu.
Back then on the Black Camel Mountain, he used only a bow to accurately shoot and kill the Tartars, shocking the entire audience, and almost took out a Tartar silver-armored captain with a single arrow.
You have to know that at that time there were only four people: Zhao Muyun, Wang Tiezhu, Tang Yanhai and Wu Shangzhi.
But what they faced were more than fifty Tatars led by Timur and Hungudu.
Lin Feng was fascinated after hearing this.
After he joined Zhao Muyun's team in Shulechuan, he immediately discovered that the bows Zhao Muyun and his team used were completely different.
The recurve bow has a small pulley at both ends.
With these two small pulleys, even an ordinary soldier can pull a two-stone bow and easily extend the shooting range to two hundred steps!
What is even more amazing is that the effort required to draw the bow thirty times is less than one-third of the effort required to draw the bow thirty times.
You know, it is very remarkable for a well-trained archer to be able to shoot the bow thirty times.
Lin Feng took an arrow, put it on the bowstring, slowly pulled it, aimed it at a Tartar running around in the sea of fire, and shouted softly: "Hit!"
The Tartar who was running around fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
A hint of pride appeared on Lin Feng's lips, and he aimed at the next one.
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Just when Lin Feng chose the right time to attack the Tartar camp with rockets, the pressure on Wang Tiezhu and others who were guarding the Tartar central army tent was relieved.
The Tatars who surrounded them were obviously panicked by the sudden attack of rockets.
They hurriedly checked the place where the fire started, which allowed Wang Tiezhu and others to calmly face the Tartars who kept rushing towards them.
Wang Tiezhu and eighteen elite scouts, holding a horizontal sword in one hand and a triangular spear in the other, formed combat units of nine people to block the Tatars who wanted to support the Tatar leader for Zhao Muyun in the big tent.
Inside the big tent, two unconvinced scouts fought hand-to-hand with the Tartar leader with their bare hands, but were at a disadvantage.
Seeing the Tartar leader knocking two elite scouts to the ground, Zhao Muyun shouted, "Get out of the way!"
They originally wanted to capture the commander and get the two women as a reward, but the women were hacked to death by them. They continued to capture the commander because they were fighting for honor and dignity.
However, due to his lack of strength, he not only failed to capture the commander, but was knocked to the ground by him.
Although the two men were wearing masks, they must have looked ashamed at this moment.
These two people couldn't catch him together, so how could you count them all?
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