Bai Qi was overjoyed when he heard this.
He looked at the mountain of chili powder in front of him and nodded happily.
"Firewood, prepare to set a fire and make smoke. The lord has ordered that we must suffocate them half to death first."
Soon, the 10,000-strong New New Army sprang into action.
They brought bundles of damp firewood and some dried grass.
After they lit the dry grass, they placed the damp firewood on top.
Soon, thick smoke rose into the air.
The thick smoke from the damp firewood alone caused many people to back away.
A gentle sea breeze blew by, carrying the billowing smoke northwards through the forest.
"Warriors of Qin, don't stand on ceremony with these people, just sprinkle all that chili powder on them!" Bai Qi excitedly brandished his sword.
"Here..." A bag of chili powder was poured on top.
Flames rose, but soon the already small flames went out again.
Thick smoke billowed straight into the forest.
...
Four or five hundred cavalrymen fled back despite the danger.
They rushed to Murong Yunhai's side.
"Where is your general?" Murong Yunhai saw that these guys were in a sorry state, covered in blood, and immediately realized that something was wrong.
"General, our general had just rushed out of the woods when that short guy from yesterday hit him on the head with two hammers."
"Our poor general didn't even have time to scream before his head was smashed to pieces, and we don't even know where his brain went."
Murong Yunhai was shocked when he heard this, as Murong Canglang was his nephew.
Murong Canglang was a fierce general of the Xianbei, but he was hit on the head with two hammers and his head was smashed off on the spot.
"Jiang Tian, we are sworn enemies with you!" Murong Feilong, Murong Feihu, and the others said in unison.
"General, we must avenge our brothers."
"General, we request permission to send troops. We must avenge our brothers' blood feud."
Murong Yunhai glared at them fiercely: "Take a look at yourselves, how much harder are your heads than Murong Canglang's?"
"You should all assess your own abilities. How much more capable are you than Murong Canglang?"
Upon hearing Murong Yunhai's words, everyone present immediately fell silent.
Murong Canglang's abilities are about the same as theirs.
Before Murong Canglang could even react, he was smashed to death. Although they were resentful, they knew that they were no match for him.
Murong Feilong drew his sword and began hacking at the tree beside him.
This guy was slashing and cursing all the while.
"Jiang Tian, you beast, I will never forget this blood feud."
Sooner or later I'll cut you down like this tree, sooner or later I'll cut off your arms and legs.
Upon seeing this, Toyotomi Hideyoshi and his dozen or so retainers involuntarily took a few steps back.
Toyotomi Hideyoshi had dealings with the Xianbei people.
He knew that these Xianbei cavalrymen were quite capable and were definitely not the kind of showy but useless spearheads.
The Xianbei cavalry were so badly beaten by Li Yuanba that they couldn't even fight back.
Toyotomi Hideyoshi and his men weighed their own options.
If these people rushed out, both Bai Qi and Li Yuanba could easily deal with them.
Ishihara Mitsunari, Kato Kiyomasa, Kuroda Hyōe... all of these people gathered in front of Toyotomi Hideyoshi.
"My lord, we must not launch an attack during the day."
"If we attack under cover of darkness, they might still have a chance of winning."
"Even if we don't attack them under the cover of night, we can escape under the cover of night and they won't be able to catch us."
Toyotomi Hideyoshi nodded.
Now he only has one path ahead of him.
"Pass down the order: no one is to make any rash moves. Anyone who does will have their head chopped off."
"Hi..."
Just then, plumes of black smoke rapidly spread from the edge of the forest into its depths.
"What the hell are those damned bastards up to now?" Saburo Ishihara cursed as he saw the black smoke being blown in by the sea breeze.
"Could this be toxic smoke?"
"What poisonous smoke? It's just ordinary smoke. Those bastards are trying to smoke us out. I'm staying in this forest today, I'm not going anywhere." Toyotomi Hideyoshi put his saddle on the ground and leaned it against the ground.
"Listen up, everyone. No one is allowed to make any rash moves. We'll rush out at midnight."
"Hi..."
These Japanese samurai all imitated Toyotomi Hideyoshi, sitting cross-legged on the ground.
Although the billowing smoke was thick, it was by no means an easy task for it to spread throughout the entire forest.
There were over 100,000 Xianbei cavalry and Toyotomi Hideyoshi's men in the woods.
They all stood still.
In their view, although there was a lot of black smoke, much of it had already dissipated by the time it arrived.
They think they can be driven away by this black smoke? That's wishful thinking, a pipe dream.
Suddenly, tears started streaming from Kuroda Hyoue's eyes.
"Baka yarou, what is this thing? Why does it sting my eyes so much? Achoo... Achoo..." Kuroda Hyoue kept sneezing.
Toyotomi Hideyoshi squinted, resting with his eyes closed.
Just then, he felt an itch inside his nose.
His nose was so itchy that he couldn't help but reach out and scratch it.
Achoo...
Achoo... Achoo... Achoo...
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