Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 16: Drones Set Fire to the Camp

In the military camp, people were shouting and horses were neighing.

The curtain was lifted, and several figures dressed as scholars walked in with a group of armored soldiers.

"Sikong~~~"

Li Nong, the Grand Minister of State of Zhao, stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the map. He turned around and asked, "Have you brought everything?"

Sima of the Sikong Mansion waved his hand, and soldiers came forward to arrange the captured and collected items one by one.

Li Nong first looked at the armor stripped off the corpses of the Qihuo Army's cavalry.

He nodded slightly, "Not bad."

Then he looked at the glass shards and said with a puzzled look, "Liuli?"

Finally, he picked up a disposable lighter.

Every one of the armored cavalrymen of the Qihuo Army who went out to attack had one on them, a gift from Lin Dao.

"Please take a look, Sikong." A scholar came forward to fiddle with it. There was a snapping sound and a ball of flame came out.

"Hiss~~~"

Li Nong was suddenly very surprised.

He was considered knowledgeable, but this was the first time he had seen an appliance that could catch fire so easily.

Compared with it, the flint is not worth mentioning.

Putting away the lighter, Li Nong asked again, "Do you know the origin of the eternal fire?"

Armor, glass, lighters and so on are just small things.

What really concerned him was the fire that could not be extinguished by water.

Dozens of engineering machines that took a lot of manpower and material resources to build were easily burned by the eternal fire.

This is really strange.

Everyone shook their heads, they had never seen it before either.

"Find a way to find out." Li Nong had a vague premonition in his heart.

Finding out the source of this eternal fire is even more important than attacking the Qihuo Army.

Thinking of this, he added, "We can use the spies buried in the beggar army."

Everyone accepted the order and left.

After returning to the back tent, Li Nong, a Buddhist, knelt in front of the Buddhist shrine and chanted scriptures sincerely.

".Infinite Karma Fire"

Wubao, Wushui Mansion.

Stringed instruments and bamboo music linger in the air, and the sounds of bells and chimes echo.

The dancer, surrounded by tulle, dances lightly to the music.

The warriors and scholars sitting behind the desk were toasting each other and having a great time.

Lin Dao, who was invited to attend the celebration banquet, sat in the first seat on the left.

This is the most prominent position under the commander-in-chief.

Scholars and warriors came forward one after another to salute, praise, show goodwill and toast.

Lin Dao accepted everything that was offered to him, and drank bowl after bowl of very low-alcohol drinks without changing his expression.

Everyone was amazed that Master Lin Jia could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, and he was truly a hero.

The victory in this battle was ostensibly attributed to the armored cavalry led by Qin Lang, who fought to the death.

But the one who really played a decisive role was Lin Jiazhu, who supported Qin Lang behind the scenes.

Fifty sets of armor are worn by the brave warriors who rush to the front.

They wore extremely sturdy armor, withstood the heavy arrows of the flying cavalry, and then broke through the long-range array, burning the engineering equipment for the subsequent armored cavalry and clearing the way.

Even more magical is the divine fire contained in the glass bottles.

It is precisely because of these divine fires that cannot be extinguished once they are touched that the engineering equipment can be completely burned.

Otherwise, the flames of most equipment will be extinguished.

And in the fort, it was no longer possible to organize a death-defying armored cavalry of hundreds of people.

"Brother Zihou."

Qin Lang, whose face turned red from drinking, came over with a jar of wine and poured wine for Lin Dao.

"If it weren't for Brother Zihou's help, Qin would have been buried in the ground by now."

Qin Lang raised his glass and said, "I don't need to thank you for your kindness, I will drink first as a token of my respect."

According to past tradition, the charging armored cavalry needed to stay near the burning engineering equipment.

We can only return after these devices are completely burned.

Usually, no one comes back alive.

After all, the defenders are not blind, how could they just sit there and do nothing?

It was precisely because of the Molotov cocktail provided by Lin Dao, which would not go out once it burned, that Qin Lang had a glimmer of hope.

"It doesn't necessarily have to be buried in the ground." Lin Dao jokingly said, "It could also be in the pot."

The one opposite is the Jiehu, the most brutal humanoid creature in history.

Heart-to-Heart, Fuqi Feipian, Clay Pot Rice, and Two-legged Lamb are all their specialties.

Qin Lang, who was already flushed with alcohol, suddenly turned pale.

He is not afraid of dying on the battlefield, but he is thrown into the pot after death.
After some chatting and laughing, the music stopped and the dancers changed.

Lin Dao looked at the commander Feng Dun and said, "General, why don't we pursue the victory?"

"this."

Feng Dun looked embarrassed. "The Jiehu's fighting strength is still intact. If we send troops by force, we may not be able to win."

If you don't send troops to defeat the Jiehu, my business will be greatly affected.

"General Wu," Lin Dao asked calmly, "To what extent can we severely damage the Jiehu's fighting power before we can send troops to attack them?"

Feng Dun was speechless for a moment.

It was just a perfunctory remark, how could you take it seriously?

The military commander here took over and shared his lord's concerns, "Master Lin Jia, if the Jiehu run out of food, the army will be in chaos. Then sending troops will be more effective."

Lin Dao glanced at him and said, "I understand. Just burn all their food supplies."

He has not yet changed his job to become an arms dealer and is still in the rising stage of his career. His main business is a grain merchant.

A prolonged siege would seriously affect his business.

His desire to end the war as soon as possible was even stronger than that of Feng Dun and others.

After the banquet, Lin Dao politely declined the dancer given by Feng Dun and made an appointment with Qin Lang to have a drink together when they were free.

After returning to the house and giving instructions, he locked the door and returned to the modern world.

I booked an online taxi and went straight to the fireworks and firecrackers store at No. 18 Yueluo Road.

He's going shopping. Yonghe Spacetime, midnight.

On the top of the fortress, Lin Dao looked up and glanced at the night sky.

The moon is bright, the stars are sparse, and the breeze blows on your face.

"Brother Zihou." Qin Lang looked at Lin Dao, who was busy adding fireworks to the drone, and asked with a puzzled look, "What is this?"

"Do you know Mozi?"

Lin Dao smiled and said, "This is the flying artifact passed down by Mozi, the wooden kite."

"Oh." Qin Lang's face showed a look of sudden realization.

He had actually seen in a book the story of Mozi making a wooden kite that could fly for three days and three nights.

"Brother Zihou is a man of great talent." Qin Lang exclaimed, "You have actually inherited the legacy of the Mohist school."

Lin Dao smiled but said nothing. The more he explained, the more confusing it became.

Arranged preliminary preparations.

Lin Dao sat on a mat, lowered the brightness of the camping light beside him, and loaded batteries into the drone.

He picked up the control panel, and amid the exclamations of the people around him, the rotor drove the drone into the air and flew towards the Hou Zhao army camp far outside the city.

Food and fodder in the army have always been the top priority of defense.

Zhou Shuren once said that there is no more vicious scheme than cutting off food supply.

From this we can see how important food and fodder are to an army.

The grain and grass storage areas of the Later Zhao were heavily guarded.

Even if thousands of armored cavalry rushed in, it would be difficult to get close.

Not only were the ground defenses watertight, the Jiehu even half-buried the water tank underground to prevent anyone from digging a tunnel and getting closer.

It can be said that the safety of food and fodder has been taken to the extreme.

The only omission may be the top of the head.

It can't be considered an oversight, after all, no one in this world can fly.

‘Buzz buzz~~~’

The low, buzzing sound that broke through the air attracted the attention of the defenders.

They looked around but couldn't find the source of the sound.

Amidst the confusion, someone finally raised his head.

“It seems to be from heaven.”

The next moment, a brilliant light suddenly bloomed in the night sky!

Beautiful Gatling fireworks whizzed down from the sky and landed on the piles of haystacks.

The firepower was very dense and the quantity was extremely large.

The drone is very flexible, constantly adjusting its posture and direction to launch fireworks at more haystacks.

After a short while, balls of flames appeared and disappeared on the haystacks.

The defenders finally came to their senses and rushed to fetch water to put out the fire.

Haystacks are flammable materials. Once ignited on a large scale, the fire spreads extremely quickly.

In a short time, it had already spread like wildfire.

The Jiehu had many cavalrymen and even more horses.

The hay stacks for feeding the horses were piled up like mountains.

Once the fire starts, it cannot be put out with a bucket of water.

The spreading fire gradually devoured the food in the granary.

Food cannot be piled up in the open air, otherwise it will be all gone if it rains.

The flames grew bigger and bigger, shining so brightly in the dark night.

Qin Lang, who was standing on the top of the fortress, was stunned.

"Is it really on fire?"

When Lin Dao said that there was a way to burn the enemy's food supplies, Qin Lang didn't take it seriously.

But at this moment, seeing the fire in the distance, Qin Lang's admiration for Lin Dao was like the endless flow of the Yellow River.

"Brother Zihou, you are truly a god!"

After taking back the drone, Lin Dao replaced the batteries and fireworks.

It took off again and headed for another Hou Zhao military camp.

There are many large and small forts in Shangbai, Guangzong County.

The fort where Lin Dao is located is the largest one.

There were more than ten forts of various sizes nearby, and the Later Zhao army also divided its troops to besiege them.

The forest roads are lined up one by one, and drones are used to burn food and grass.

It was not until the fireworks were released over the fourth camp that some of the Jiehu on the ground came to their senses and shot down the drone with arrows.

Looking at the black screen, Lin Dao, with a calm expression, turned around and told Sun Dalang, "Bring a box over here."

Sun Dalang took the order, took a box containing the drone and walked towards the forest path.

Where he had stood before, there were dozens of the same boxes.

This round of arson targeting food and grass in the Hou Zhao army camp continued until the distant horizon turned pale.

Lin Dao, still unsatisfied, stood up, stretched his arms and stretched himself.

"More than a dozen Jiehu camps were almost all burned down."

Lin Dao took out Liqun and distributed cigarettes to Qin Lang and others. "Basically, everything that can be burned has been burned."

"How long will it take for them to transport more food and supplies?"

Qin Lang thought for a moment and said, "It will take at least a month to send the news to Yecheng, collect food and fodder, and recruit laborers to transport it."

Lin Dao smiled and asked, "When can we leave the city to attack Jiehu?"

Qin Lang was silent for a moment, thinking to himself, "After three to five days of starvation, the Jiehu will run out of food and their morale will collapse. This will be a good opportunity."

He was numb.

My benefactor is truly omnipotent.

There are endless kinds of wonderful gadgets in their hands.

Such a remarkable person should be made friends with even if there is no bond of gratitude between us.

Thinking of this, Qin Lang said jokingly, "Zihou, your cigarette is more comfortable than that Wushisan."

It was just a casual chat, but unexpectedly, Lin Dao's face suddenly changed.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"I am sworn in with gambling and drugs!"

(End of this chapter)