C45 (2/2)
Just as this thought flashed through his mind, two bolt s with flames shot down from the two sides of the hill with whooshing sounds, right beside the kerosene bag. The flame on the arrow's body spread out, and with a ”peng” sound, the flame instantly shot up to a height of over three feet, scaring all of the soldiers in the surrounding area and causing them to continuously retreat.
The two sides of the group were on fire as they naturally squeezed towards the middle. The long snake formation was squeezed into a ball of soup and everyone gathered together. Fat Cui calculated in his heart. If the other party threw a few pieces of tarpaulin down the middle of the group, it would be very lively.
As everyone wished, Fat Cui had never been so smooth in his life. Just as another thought flashed through his mind, five to six oilskin bags appeared in mid air. Before they could even land on the ground, dozens of bolt shot out at the same time, causing the oilcloth to crumble into powder. The kerosene flew into the air like a flower scattering from the heavens, scattering all over Fat Cui and his soldiers' faces.
Fat Cui was so angry that his mouth twitched. When he thought of this, he suddenly realized that if he had allowed Zhang Half Immortal to beat him up and reported his injuries to his home, wouldn't he be fine? However, it was too late to regret now! No matter how capable Zhang Half Immortal was, he was afraid that he would not be able to wipe away the kerosene that was all over his face.
Just then, a hundred red armored soldiers appeared from the grass. All of them held handheld crossbow s and torches in their hands as they glared at Fat Cui and the rest. A young officer with a head full of white feathers came out of the crowd and shouted towards the crowd. Surrender? ”
Fat Cui was furious, he shouted at the young officer: ”Are you crazy? Do you have two hundred people? We have two thousand people here! Two hundred people for two thousand to surrender, are you sick? ”
Qu Feizhi laughed: ”I'm sick? You're the one who's sick! Do you believe that with a wave of your father's hand, a hundred or so handheld crossbow s would be shot out at the same time and all of you who were drenched in kerosene would become roasted suckling pigs? ”That's right, I forgot to tell you guys. If the terrines contain purified feces s, then if they are stuck to your body … hehe … hehehe …”
Following Qu Feizhi's dry laughter, Fat Cui's heart sank a little. The opposing brat was too evil, a raging fire along with a purified feces. This was clearly a perfect match for guarding the city, who would have thought that he would actually use it as an ambush mechanism. Ignoring the fact that he could make kerosene and purified feces fly everywhere, the current situation alone was enough for him to get into trouble.
Let the soldiers fight with their heads full of kerosene? They didn't need to fight at all. They could just randomly throw torches around. If they were lucky, they could burn a piece, but if they weren't lucky, they could burn one. If he was unlucky and didn't let someone burn him to death, it would be even more lively when he rolled into the purified feces along the way. The purified feces below the kerosene above was continuously being roasted and burned, it was definitely as the kid had said. After they died, they became roasted pigs.
Fat Cui looked around, but none of the surrounding soldiers said a word, they were all looking at him with pitiful eyes. Helpless, the Fat Cui shouted loudly, ”What do you mean surrender? If you don't surrender, what can you say? ”
Qu Feizhi was amused, ”It's easy to not surrender, just shout out your slogan. Long live the Mo Qiu Empire and all that. ”This method is simple and easy to use. I highly recommend it.” Saying that, Qu Feizhi scratched his head: ”If you were to surrender, then that would be more troublesome. You're right, there are two thousand of you, and I don't even have two hundred of you. Why don't you swear on your hair? If you betray your son in the future, your father will die and your mother will marry, and your wife will run away with others.
Fat Cui was so angry that his face almost twitched. Didn't they say that Fire Phoenix Empire officers are all talents from aristocratic families or military academies? However, when he was emitting the scent of kerosene, it was not a good time to argue with the other party. Fat Cui suppressed the anger in his heart and shouted at Qu Feizhi: ”General, we are all soldiers, officers of a country, can you please do something like this?”
Qu Feizhi immediately sat on the ground, using his arm to hold his head and thought for a good while, then shouted: ”According to the rules of our army, when we reach the front lines, the commanders can prepare their own papers according to the situation on the battlefield. General opposite you, if you think you can do it, then write a surrender letter on your horse. You can compare if you want to write one and sign it as a pledge.
After hearing this, Fat Cui carefully evaluated the situation of the enemies and allies. On the surface, it seemed that his own strength was at a 10: 1 ratio, but he was at a disadvantage in two aspects. At this distance and slope, it was enough for the opponent to launch two to three rounds of handheld crossbow s. If it was combined with more insidious moves like potholes and torches, annihilating their entire troops would be no joke.
Second, morale. The enemy had dared to surround two thousand with two hundred, or even force them down. On his side, who had ever seen an ordinary soldier, from high to low, each of them carrying a head of kerosene. Queuing to deliver a roasted suckling pig to someone else, who would be afraid that the other party would cut off the dishes on the table?
In conclusion, besides making up for the difference in numbers, these two points also determined the outcome of the battle to a certain extent. But for now, he didn't have the advantage.
Thinking about that, Fat Cui turned and looked at the soldiers beside him. The heads of the kerosene that were drenched one by one, and the eyes that were filled with the desire to live, displayed his truest thoughts. Fat Cui knew that he could still sign on behalf of the big guys this time because the soldiers were giving him face. If they felt that he couldn't handle it, then picking a new officer was just a matter of time before the white blade went in and out with the red blade.
After figuring out all these points, Fat Cui raised his head again and shouted at Qu Feizhi.
According to convention, Fat Cui wrote his name, place of origin, and department down on a piece of paper seriously. He got the soldier to hand it over to Qu Feizhi so that he could write the surrender letter. Although the Fat Cui was a military officer, his Moqiu State was already filled with battles, it was not uncommon for them to surrender and rebel tomorrow, so he himself did not take it too seriously, quietly sitting there and waiting for Qu Feizhi to prepare the surrender letter.
But after a full two hours, Qu Feizhi finally gave the draft of the surrender letter to Fat Cui. Fat Cui's hands took the surrender letter, and looked through it from start to finish, his expression changing three times. He held the surrender letter in his hands, and his entire body was spouting nonsense as he spoke to Qu Feizhi in a trembling voice: ”Master, uncle, and biological father, you are trying to kill me!”
Qu Feizhi raised his eyebrows and chuckled: ”I'm not willing to kill you, I was hoping that you would help me take down the Tiger Roar City!”