One person, one sword, I have guarded the lonely city for 70 years

Chapter 15 Burning the Barracks
Song Yun has been training for more than a year now, and he has often received training from veterans of the Beiting Army.

In addition to tempering the basics of martial arts, military skills such as formations, sword shields, spears, and archery are also involved.

Archery is not exquisite, but hitting a wooden barrel ten feet away is not difficult for a fourth-tier martial artist with quick eyesight and quick hands.

The martial artist trained his bones and was as strong as an ox. He drew the bow into a full moon in one breath, and the arrow shot out angrily, directly bursting the wooden barrel.

A large piece of fierce oil spilled in mid-air.

A little spark on the arrow spread, and merged with the fierce fire oil into a blazing flame wave, illuminating the sky above the barracks.

The burning fire oil fell and splashed on several houses, and the raging fire instantly engulfed the houses, and Jing Bing's screams came from inside.

The barracks became chaotic in an instant, and a large number of soldiers shouted anxiously, trying to put out the fire with sand.

Song Yun took a few steps back, and then lit a circle of kerosene splashed outside the barracks.

In the night wind, a bright line of fire ignited, extended to both sides in an arc, and then formed a circle, instantly surrounding the entire barracks!
After waiting for a while, the "ring of fire" was attached to the house, and it burned up completely. The tongue of fire spewed out a foot high, completely sealing off the military camp inside.

And with the westerly wind, the flames continued to move eastward, threatening to spread to the entire barracks.

Before Jing Bing put out the fire in the camp, he found that the outside was burning again, and panic rose in everyone's hearts.

There are also those who just woke up, ran out of the house barefoot in fright, and ran around.

Listening to the noisy voices in the barracks, Song Yunguang could imagine that the scene had become extremely chaotic.

Although these Jing soldiers are brave, but facing the raging flames, they are only mortal bodies, and now they can only find a way to escape.

"The fire in the east is small, retreat to the east!" Several battalions appeared immediately and commanded.

Jing Bing poured water on the quilt and cloth, covered his mouth and nose, and lined up at the east gate of the camp to break out.

However, Song Yun was one step ahead of them, went around to the east of Daying, and poured half a barrel of kerosene, creating a continuous sea of ​​flames.

A row of Jing soldiers rushed out of the barracks with their soaked bedding, but they ran for more than ten feet, but they still couldn't escape the siege of the raging fire, and fell down one by one in howling.

This scene made Jing Bing in the back extremely desperate.

"It's over, there's fire everywhere, how can I get out..."

"Ying is saving us!"

"Father, mother..."

Several battalion officers and deputy battalion officers stood on the roof and looked around, also showing despair.

Although it can be seen that the fire in some directions is not serious. As a fourth-tier martial artist, they can rush out with a wet quilt.

But the [-] ordinary soldiers and hundreds of horses below couldn't get out.

They can only pin their last hopes on other military camps.

If the rescue does not come in time, these officers can only leave their soldiers and run away first.

"...Who did it? Tang Jun, or the assassin in the north of the city?"

"Where did this fire oil come from?"

Several battalion officers and battalion officers looked at the chaos in the barracks and hated their teeth.

[Song Yun, the town warrior, kills 6 first-tier enemies, and his martial arts repair value +6]

[Song Yun, the town warrior, kills a second-level enemy, and his martial arts repair value +1]

……

The system kept displaying kill information, which was dizzying, so Song Yun simply ignored it.

More than 3000 people were surrounded in the sea of ​​flames. Even if the stronger officers could escape, those first and second-rank soldiers and commanders would basically be unable to escape, and could only become their own martial arts cultivation base.

It would be difficult for other military camps to come to the rescue. With such a large fire and no river nearby, sand alone would definitely not be able to extinguish it.

What Song Yun has to do now is to make this fire burn faster.

Although the fire spread rapidly along the west wind, when it reached the military camp in the city, the Jing army over there would definitely be prepared.

Had to burn them off guard.

With his back facing the sea of ​​flames, Song Yun ran quickly towards the east, and soon arrived outside the military camp in the city.

Before pouring a whole circle of fire oil outside the military camp in the west of the city, the amount used was too large, and now there are only four barrels of oil left.

Song Yun first poured half a bucket on the ground to block the way from the military camp in the city to the west district.

Then he repeated the trick, throwing the wooden barrel far above the barracks, and then exploded with a flaming arrow.

The military camp in the city had just started to move, and was about to send people to the west to check the situation, but the fire burned to my house.

Suddenly a group of people yelled and were busy fighting the fire, and had no time to care about him.

Song Yun quickly circled to other directions of the barracks, still half a barrel of oil was splashed on the ground, and the wooden barrel was thrown over the barracks and exploded, creating two more fires.

So far, the dozen or so barrels of kerosene taken from the military camp in the north of the city have all been used up, not a drop left.

Although the sea of ​​flames could not fully envelop the barracks here, there were raging flames on all sides, enough for Jing Jun here to drink a pot.

At this moment, half of Anxi Army Town was lit up, and the fire was so intense that it even dyed the stratus clouds in the night sky red.

The sounds of fire and wind mixed together, like the roaring of ferocious beasts under the night sky.

Louder than the sound of fire and wind, it was the cries and cries of help from Jing soldiers in the barracks west of the city.

The miserable howls that broke the sound echoed endlessly in the streets and alleys, as if the Shura hell had come to the world.

In the south of the city, the street fighting battlefield, which was originally full of killing noise, was quiet for a moment.

Whether it was the main force of the Jing army or the old soldiers of the Beiting army, they all looked to the northwest in surprise.

The main force of the Jing army had gained an overwhelming advantage, but suddenly the rear caught fire, and everyone was a little worried, so they postponed the offensive and sent troops to check the situation.

The remaining hundreds of veterans of the Beiting Army were already scarred, their pale hair and dark faces were covered with blood and sand, and they looked desolate and decadent under the reflection of the distant fire.

But they didn't look downcast, leaning on their blood-stained knives and guns, laughing in the direction of the fire.

"Listen to the cries of these Jingguo cubs, it's as if a three-year-old baby has been weaned. With this virtue, I could beat ten of them when I was young!"

"Such a big fire should be caused by fierce fire oil. We don't have such a thing. They couldn't be the ones who burned themselves, right? Then I will laugh to death."

A burly veteran wearing faded Mingguang armor retreated into the crowd, coughing and saying:

"Even if the kerosene in Jingjun's warehouse caught fire, it spread from one point. How could it suddenly burn into one piece? Someone is probably helping."

"Anyone help? We Beiting Army is the only one in the city, who has the ability?"

The old soldiers looked at each other, and with the faint light of the fire, they began to count the fourth-tier martial artists in the army.

The masters are all here, some are still standing, and some have already been lying down.

"General Guo, you are about to die, so don't fool us. This kind of thing is not something ordinary people can do. Could it be that Datang came to help?" Someone asked suspiciously.

Hearing "Datang came to help", many old soldiers' cloudy eyes flashed brightly.

General Guo coughed a few more times, then slowly shook his head, "It's not like that."

(End of this chapter)