Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 98: Building a Jingguan (2)

The Japanese pirates who had just boarded the ship were shocked to find flames several feet high shooting up on both sides before they even had time to catch their breath. They were all startled and stood up in an instant with their tired bodies, as if they were sitting up in shock from a dying illness.

The sudden bolt of lightning before was nothing.

Is it possible to light a fire on the sea now?

When did the people in the Central Plains develop such means?
It has to be said that the knowledge of these Japanese pirates is somewhat short-sighted after all.

This is kerosene.

The so-called fierce fire oil is a kind of incendiary material used in ancient wars in the Central Plains that uses fire as a weapon. It is actually petroleum.

Many people think that the discovery of oil in the Central Plains was very late. In fact, as early as the Eastern Han Dynasty, historian Ban Gu recorded in "Book of Han. Geography": There is flammable Wei River in Gaonu County.

What is being said here should be that there is spilled oil floating on the water, which can burn.

There is also a record in the Book of the Later Han Dynasty. Records of Counties and States by Fan Yezhi of the Southern Dynasty: There is a mountain in the south of the county, and a stone as big as a rock appears in the spring water. When it burns, it is very bright and cannot be eaten. The people in the county call it stone lacquer.

The varnish here is petroleum.

Because oil is flammable on water and inextinguishable when exposed to water, it was widely used in military applications, particularly during the Five Dynasties and the Song, Jin, Liao, and Yuan dynasties, where it was often referred to as "fierce oil." Outside of the Central Plains, it was known as Greek fire in the West. However, due to the mature development of gunpowder in the Central Plains, "fierce oil" did not enjoy the same long-lasting popularity as Greek fire.

As for these Japanese pirates, they had no idea what oil was. Seeing the raging flames rising from the sea, they were all stunned.

Is this a punishment from God?
"Sail, sail quickly."

Just when all the Japanese pirates were stunned, Saburo Hirata's roar pierced the silent night sky. Perhaps because of extreme fear, even Saburo Hirata's voice changed its tone, becoming hoarse and sharp.

However, this loud voice finally woke up many Japanese pirates, and they started to work tremblingly.

Unfortunately, starting a ship is the most troublesome and slowest process, especially at the seaside. Waves washing over the coast reduce the ship's speed to the lowest level. How can it compare to the spread of flaming oil?
The sea breeze blows.

The whirring sound echoed in everyone's ears like the howling of ghosts and wolves.

There were also rockets that streaked across the night sky like meteors, shooting towards the Japanese pirates' ships. At this time, no one cared about the hit rate. Whether it hit the ship or the nearby sea, the effect would be the same.

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

In an instant, dozens of flames rose above the sea.

When the first flames leaped onto the sails of the Japanese ship, the flames, like an awakened demon, spread rapidly along the dry canvas, leaping and expanding from a tiny spark into a raging fire, the flames whirring in the night wind, as if roaring angrily.

The flames devoured everything with voracious greed. The little pirates screamed in terror and fled across the ship, their figures utterly shambling in the flames. Some pirates attempted to extinguish the flames, but the intensity was too great. The heat wave drove them back as they approached, while others were engulfed by the flames. The raging fire seared the fabric of their bodies, clinging to their skin. In the blink of an eye, blisters formed, then quickly burst, and the flames began to sear the bright red flesh within.

The flames ignited their hair, and those figures looked like demons walking out of purgatory.

It's probably very painful.

Some people couldn't bear the pain of being burned by the flames, so they jumped off the boat and tried to extinguish the flames on their bodies with sea water, but the sea was also... on fire.

The fire grew stronger and stronger, its bright light illuminating the entire surface of the sea, making it appear as if it were stained red with blood. The howling sea breeze fanned the flames, and the beast's body writhes in the water like a maggot about to be dried out by the wind.

The shrill screams were mixed with crackling sounds, as if flesh and blood were exploding in the burning flames.

Being able to become the leader of the Japanese pirates, there is no doubt about Saburo Hirata's strength. He is the strongest among the thousands of Japanese pirates. Even though his hair is burnt, even though most of his skin has been burned beyond recognition, even though the sea water sliding across his wounds brings waves of unbearable stinging, even though his limbs are no longer under his control, Saburo Hirata still desperately paddles against the sea water.

He wants to live.

Don't want to die.

Don't want to die.

Not reconciled.

He is one of the biggest Japanese pirate leaders in this sea area. He is a man who vowed to become the king of Japan. How could he die in humiliation here?

As long as he could survive, he vowed to return one day and show those foolish and despicable Central Plains people how terrifying he was. A wave hit, and Hirata Saburo, who had just swam a distance, was instantly thrown overboard. Flames surrounded him from all directions, and even the breath he inhaled was filled with scorching flames.

The peculiar smell of petroleum, mixed with the scent of evaporated seawater and the aroma of barbecue, spread with the night wind. Even from a long distance away, you could smell that disgusting smell.

At the seaside, the two brothers Luo Tianquan and Luo Tianyang met up and looked at the red sea in the distance, their eyes filled with shock and fear.

Luo Tianquan's eyes were a little solemn. Although he knew that his brother-in-law was smart, who would have thought that he had such attainments in combat command.

No, that's not right.

Luo Tianquan could see that his brother-in-law must have read some military books, but military books are only military books, and his brother-in-law's ability to command in battle is still somewhat insufficient. Although the combat strategies he formulated seem to have no problems, and are closely linked to each other, in fact, real wars always leave a certain amount of room for maneuver. The tighter the plan, the more likely it is to fail.

Because this kind of plan cannot tolerate any mistakes, any problem in one link may lead to the loss of the whole plan.

What makes my brother-in-law truly great is his ability to study things.

He used the power of studying things to make up for the shortcomings in his plan.

Before my brother-in-law, who would have thought that a mere bamboo pole could be used to resist Japanese pirates?

Who would have thought that the fireworks used to celebrate festivals and holidays could also become thunderclaps?

Although Song Yan named it a hand grenade, Luo Tianshu, Luo Tianquan, and Luo Tianyang all felt that the hand grenade was not impressive enough, so they privately called it the Sky-shaking Thunder. The Sky-shaking Thunder was mighty and domineering.

Fortunately, my brother-in-law is now the son-in-law of the Luo family.

However, some of the rules for being a son-in-law may need to be changed.

For example, a son-in-law cannot eat at the table, he has to pay his respects to his wife every day, he cannot inherit the family wealth, the money he earns must be turned over to the public, he cannot take concubines, etc. If the restrictions are too excessive, the brother-in-law will become alienated from the Luo family and leave the Luo family, which will be troublesome.

As for Luo Tianyang, his idea was simple.

In one word, awesome.

I'll just say one more thing: scholars are so damn vicious.

The fire kept burning.

Even though there were no signs of struggle or screams on the sea.

At some point, daybreak began to dawn.

In the early morning of autumn, the eastern sky just showed a faint light, and the milky white mist was floating in Ningping County near the sea, making the city look more ancient, as if walking in a fairyland in the sky.

People slowly gathered on the beach, and wisps of ashes fell from the sky, as if welcoming the first snow of the year.

But this snow is black.

You can also smell a foul smell of various scents mixed in the air.

On the sea, the fire had been extinguished. The waves washed over the beach, bringing up countless blackened wood, probably the remains of ships.

And... countless charred corpses.

At first glance, it was all pitch black.

Luo Yuheng was still in military uniform.

When she is charming, she is graceful and attractive.

He is dashing and domineering when fighting.

Her armor was still as silver and shiny as snow, probably because she had not actually participated in the war. But for the residents of Ningping County, the appearance of the princess on the battlefield was a great encouragement.

Even the common people could muster the courage to take up arms.

The combat boots inlaid with metal armor plates stepped on the soft white sand, making a crunching sound. His bright eyes swept across the tragic scene in front of him. Perhaps because he had witnessed the bloody scene when leaving the city, there was no fear in his eyes, only indifference.

This son-in-law really surprised her.

Understand medical skills.

Have literary talent.

Can create thunder.

Can be used to refine white sugar.

Now he is even better at leading troops.

There seems to be nothing he can't do.

I don’t know what kind of surprises the days ahead will bring me.

It was her luck to have such a son-in-law. With the talent shown by Song Yan, the now impoverished Luo family was not worthy of him.

Fortunately, he had not treated Song Yan harshly when he first entered Luo Mansion. He could not help but feel fortunate that if a talent like Song Yan escaped to other places, let alone the other three kingdoms in the Central Plains, even to the Northern Barbarians or the Southern Wilderness, he would still be valued. However, by then, it would be the end of the Central Plains.

After all, a young man who has been trapped in the Duke's Mansion for many years probably doesn't have much sense of national identity in his heart. For Song Yan, he will be doubly good to whoever is good to him. She is very glad that she is the one who is good to Song Yan.

This time, the complete annihilation of thousands of Japanese pirates was the greatest victory for a coastal town against the Japanese. This event was entirely planned by his son-in-law, but he was pushed forward as the leader. After this incident, the originally declining reputation of the royal family was likely to rise sharply, and the situation in the court was likely to change accordingly.

Thinking of this, he stood on tiptoe and touched Song Yan's head: "Thank you for your hard work this night."

She likes doing this very much, just like when her mother always patted her head gently when she was a child, she would feel comforted and intimate.

"Now that we've finished our business here, let's take a good rest."

"What should we do with these corpses? We can't just keep them soaking in the sea like this, right?"

This is also a problem. After all, there are thousands of corpses. If left unattended, they might breed a plague. It would be disgusting to eat fish after they have been soaked in water like this.

If we bury it, I'm afraid no one would be willing to do such a thankless task.

Glancing ahead, Song Yan raised his lips and said, "Cut off the head."

"Build a Jingguan!"

(End of this chapter)