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Chapter 102 The Burning of the Camps Under the Power of Supernatural Abilities
When Wang Shi and his men were about two hundred meters away from the Ming army camp, they immediately stopped.

"Ready! Fire!"

In the next instant, everyone took out their tinderboxes and lit their torches.

Such a large-scale operation by the group naturally could not be kept secret from the Ming army.

"who?"

"Enemy attack!"

"bang bang bang"

In an instant, the Ming patrol soldiers shouted.

However, it was already too late.

The militia has already launched a rocket-like attack.

The next instant, a rain of fire shot into the Ming army camp.

However, the few rockets fired by the crowd could probably only cause some chaos for the Ming army.

Upon seeing this, Staff Officer Ma Youzhi looked at Wang Shi without any panic.

"Ok!"

Wang Shi nodded, then took out the command token from his pocket and activated the Heavenly Position in his consciousness space.

"buzzing"

In an instant, the command token in his hand began to glow red, and mysterious fluctuations spread out.

The next instant, the iron-blooded aura above everyone suddenly moved and enveloped them.

In that instant, everyone felt a surge of energy, their physical strength and internal energy both increased slightly, and their recovery speed increased significantly.

At the same time, they could also feel that everyone seemed to be connected as one, and could sense Wang Shi's intention to mobilize power.

As soon as Wang Shi made the thought, everyone simultaneously circulated their inner energy, which instantly spread out of their bodies and converged towards Wang Shi using the Iron Blood Killing Qi as a medium.

Then, Wang Shi manipulated him to switch sides to Ma Youzhi.

Feeling the sudden increase in true energy within his body, which seemed out of place yet could be used at will.

Ma Youzhi smiled slightly, gazing at the Ming army camp ahead, and slowly uttered a single word.

"wind!"

In an instant, the Wind-Calling Divine Power was activated.

Originally, it was only at level one, which meant it could only produce a level one or two breeze.

Driven by the immense true energy within his body, the wind suddenly reached level three, and a gentle breeze blew from behind towards the military camp, causing the fire to spread towards the camp.

However, if it's just a gentle breeze, it probably won't cause much damage.

so.
Log in!

The power of copying and pasting expands the influence of things on their original basis, which can be considered a kind of amplification power.

In an instant, the wind, which had been just a gentle breeze, suddenly picked up a level.

The leaves rustled around them, and their clothes fluttered in the wind.

Although it was still not very large, it was enough to spread the fire in the Ming army camp.

The wind fueled the fire, and the fire amplified the wind's power, all while the crowd continued to fire rockets.

The Ming army camp opposite was quickly engulfed in flames.

"The fire's started! The fire's started!"

"Quickly, put out the fire!"

"Help!"

In just a short while, the Ming army camp was thrown into chaos.

However, some officers managed to calm down and began to direct the troops to assemble.

"Quickly, quickly, assemble the army! Slay the enemy troops who are attacking our camp!"

Looking at the general directing the battle amidst the firelight, Wang Shi's eyes lit up.

"Kill him for me!"

Wang Shi drew his longbow and instantly locked onto the general.

It was only a distance of a little over a hundred meters, and he was quite confident.

"Whoosh!"

"whoosh whoosh"

As Wang Shi drew his bow and shot an arrow, the others followed suit.

In an instant, streaks of fire shot toward the general.

By the time they realized something was wrong, it was too late.

In an instant, he was riddled with arrows, turning into a pincushion, and the flames instantly set him ablaze.

Wu Zhiwang woke up with a start and walked out of the tent to find a sea of ​​fire, but he could not see any enemy troops at all.

Not to mention the rebels, he was completely clueless about the situation of the Ming army; all he could see were figures running back and forth trying to escape.

Upon seeing this, Wu Zhiwang's vision went black, and he almost fainted.

"grown ups!"

A guard behind him noticed Wu Zhiwang's condition and his expression changed slightly. He immediately stepped forward to support the swaying Wu Zhiwang.

"It's over, it's over
Retreat, retreat.

Upon hearing Wu Zhiwang's words, the guards immediately supported him and headed towards the Wei River.

Looking at the Ming army camp engulfed in flames, Wang Shi couldn't help but open his mouth, almost overwhelmed by the surprise.

He didn't have high hopes for this night raid; he was just trying to cause some trouble regardless of whether it succeeded or not.

However, the final result was unexpectedly strong.

After that, Wang Shi and his men charged back and forth outside the camp, killing and capturing Ming soldiers who broke out of the camp.

These Ming soldiers who rushed out of the camp had completely lost their fighting spirit. Faced with the militia, all they could do was run away mindlessly or surrender.

By the time the fire had died down, Wang Shi and his men had killed at least several hundred Ming soldiers and captured nearly two thousand.

After observing the Ming army camp where the fire was gradually dying down, Wang Shi and his men began escorting the prisoners back.

If they stay any longer, the Ming army, having realized what was happening, might surround them and wipe them out.

"Sigh, what a pity."

"If we had known we would achieve such great results, we should have laid an ambush behind the main camp, towards the Wei River."

Wang Shi looked in the direction of the Ming army camp and shook his head slightly.

Not entirely.

However, Ma Youzhi, who was standing next to him, shook his head and offered a different opinion:

"The Ming army camp is too close to the Wei River. If we set up an ambush among them, there is a high chance that we will be discovered, ultimately leading to the failure of our night raid."
There is still a possibility of heavy losses.

"Hmm, that's true."

but
Our night raid was a resounding success!
Hahaha."

Looking at the dejected Ming prisoners, Wang Shi couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Hahaha"

Ma Youzhi and the rest of the militia couldn't help but burst into laughter. On the banks of the Wei River, looking at the military camp in the distance where the fire was gradually dying down, and the large number of remnants of the army who had regrouped but whose morale was completely shattered, Wu Zhiwang was overcome with grief and kept muttering to himself.

"Traitor! Traitor!"
Those damned traitors, how cunning and cruel they are!

A great fire, I don't know how many of my soldiers were killed.

It wasn't until dawn that Wu Zhiwang finished taking stock of the losses.

Apart from the 10,000 troops on the boats on the Wei River and the 40,000 troops in the military camps, the total number gathered together was less than 30,000.

The rest either perished in the fire, were captured by the militia, or escaped.

Suddenly, Wu Zhiwang's vision went black, and he staggered.

"Damn it, damn it, a bunch of treacherous and damned traitors!"

The Ming army did not attack the city again that morning, but instead quietly licked their wounds.

In the afternoon, the Ming army, which Wang Shi had thought would cease hostilities for a day, launched another attack on the city.

Moreover, it will be even more intense and ferocious than yesterday and the day before.

Almost immediately after the battle began, the People's Salvation Army was plunged into a fierce struggle.

As evening fell and the sun began to set, casting a crimson glow across the sky, Wang Chao and his group finally arrived.

Hearing the deafening battle cries in the distance, along with the occasional cannon fire, Wang Chao and his men quickened their pace once more.

Gradually, the sails of boats on the distant river began to come into their view.

"Um"

Looking at the distant sails, Wang Chao narrowed his eyes slightly, his mind racing.

The ordinary fishing boats and merchant ships they requisitioned and purchased were naturally no match for those warships.

However, he never considered engaging in conventional naval warfare.

They clearly possess supernatural powers, so why do they fight using ordinary methods?
As the ships sped forward, the dynasty finally made up its mind and suddenly gave a loud order.

"Fireships, prepare!"

"Yes!"

The messenger loudly accepted the order and immediately notified the other ships using flag signals.

Mist-making, a first-level supernatural power, can create a thin mist covering an area several meters in radius;

However, with the help of the dynasty, and with the increase and blessing of the dynasty's fortune and the nation's prosperity, a thick fog quickly spread and soon covered the entire river surface.

Set up the formation!

The power of the supernatural force spread rapidly, connecting with all the soldiers of the Salvation Army.

The dynasty was not borrowing their power, but sharing its own, allowing them to clearly see their surroundings in the thick fog. This was the authority and power belonging to the one who set up the formation.

As the ships moved forward rapidly, the dense fog covered an increasingly wider area, gradually engulfing and submerging the Ming army.

"Huh? Where did this thick fog come from?"

Who cares?
"Do you think, Governor-General, they'll be able to breach Qinzhou City this time?"

"I think it's uncertain"

"To be honest, this group of rebels is really extraordinary, much stronger than Wang Er's group of rebels."

If it weren't for Wang Er and his gang of rebels roaming around, they would have been wiped out long ago.

"And this group of rebels, despite our fierce attack, has managed to hold out for so long, even inflicting heavy casualties on us."

"Oh~!"

"Hey! When the city falls, none of these rebels will escape. The governor said he'll exterminate them all!"

While everyone was discussing this, someone noticed that there seemed to be some points of light flickering in the thick fog on the river upstream.

"Hey~? What's that up ahead? Isn't there a fire?"

"Firelight? What are you thinking? We're in the river."

"Hahaha"

"Hehe, that's true! How could there be a fire in this river? Unless there's a boat."

"Boat?"

The group exchanged bewildered glances at the blurry face opposite them.

Then, everyone looked upstream onto the river, where patches of orange-red light pierced through the thick fog.

As the orange-red light drew closer.

People gradually realized that something was wrong.

That really looked like fire.

"No, it's an enemy attack!"

"It's an enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack, enemy attack"

"Ready! Ready for battle!"

With shouts, the Ming soldiers on the warships finally reacted, looking upstream at the river, drawing their swords and raising other weapons, some even taking out muskets.

Illuminated by the firelight, they were finally able to see some things through the thick fog.

Those orange-red lights were clearly the fishing boats burning fiercely.

By the time they came to their senses, the fishing boats, engulfed in flames, had already stormed into the fleet and even rammed the warships.

"bang bang bang"

With each impact, the Ming soldiers on board staggered.

If that's all there is to it, the situation isn't so bad.

Even if those small fishing boats collided with warships, what difference would it make? They would only suffer the loss of their own boats and lives, but would not cause much damage to the warships.

However, the fires burning on those sampan fishing boats were a different story.

One by one, the warships began to be charred and set ablaze by the raging fire.

Just as everyone was working hard to put out the fire, a strong gust of wind suddenly blew in.

"Hoo~!"

The fire, which had been subtly suppressed by the crowd, suddenly flared up and could no longer be contained.

"Mom!"

"Help!"

Amidst cries of despair, many Ming soldiers jumped ship.

"boom!"

Finally, a fire ignited the gunpowder on the ship, causing a violent explosion.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom"

It was as if a switch had been flipped, followed by one explosion after another.

Wu Zhiwang, who was supervising the battle at the front, suddenly heard a loud noise from behind. His heart skipped a beat, and he turned around abruptly.

Suddenly, a thick fog rose over the Wei River, and within the fog, a faint light could be seen.

(End of this chapter)