Chapter 105: The Power of Gasoline

Xiao Rui's eyes were red as he roared loudly.

"Shoot their tires!"

The Beijiang Army soldiers in the several vehicles all became tense at once.

If a Minivan had a blowout, it wouldn't be able to run.

Surrounded by ten thousand Imperial Guard, they would have no way out but death.

Cold sweat broke out on Qin Zhan's forehead, and he gritted his teeth.

"I think this Daliang State Preceptor is the real monster!"

In the night wind, the sharp sound of arrows piercing the air rang out!

Xiao Moting immediately picked up the Walkie-talkie to give an order.

"Step on the gas! Accelerate, dodge the arrows!"

Boom!

The ten Minivans immediately picked up speed and flew forward!

The Minivan Xiao Moting was sitting in was at the very back, and it was already too late to accelerate.

Seeing that the Imperial Guard was about to loose arrows to blow out the tires, Qin Zhan made a split-second decision and jerked the steering wheel!

Screech...

The tires rubbed against the gravel ground, emitting a sharp, ear-piercing sound!

The Minivan drifted, taking a wide turn!

Just as they turned...

Countless iron arrows immediately shot into the ground where they had just been, burying themselves deep into the soil.

The Beijiang Army soldiers in the vehicle were dumbfounded, breaking out in a cold sweat.

They had almost had their tires blown out by the dense rain of arrows!

The Imperial Guard finished firing one round of arrows and paused for a moment.

But the few people in the vehicle did not dare to relax in the slightest.

Relying on Qin Zhan's excellent driving skills, the Minivan had dodged one rain of arrows...

But what about the second round, the third round?

Even the most careful plan has a loophole; if they were hit by a single iron arrow, the tire would blow!

A Minivan with a blown tire would soon be caught up to by the ten thousand Imperial Guard and surrounded!

Furthermore...

The Minivan had already driven to the mountainside; to the left was a slope, and to the right was a cliff!

Once a tire blew, the unbalanced Minivan would very likely flip over and fall off the cliff!

The mood of the few people was very heavy.

Seeing the pursuers getting closer and closer, Qin Zhan did not dare to accelerate again.

The road was too slippery and the slope too steep; if he accelerated, they would flip.

His palms, gripping the steering wheel, were sweating, and his brows were tightly knit.

Xiao Dabao took a deep breath and pulled out his blade, "Why is everyone not saying anything? What are you afraid of? If the tire blows, we'll just get out of the car and fight the Imperial Guard. Even if we die, we can at least take a few with us as cushions! It won't be a loss!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than an iron arrow shot over rapidly, piercing through the back of the car seat!

The people in the car all held their breath.

If not for the obstruction of the seat back, this arrow would have pierced through Qin Zhan's head!

Xiao Moting turned his head abruptly.

The pursuers behind were already very close, less than three hundred meters from the Minivan, and the distance was closing rapidly!

"Xiao Dabao, distribute the weapons to everyone," Qin Zhan said in a low voice while driving, "Prepare to jump from the vehicle..."

Clatter!

The wardrobe door suddenly opened, and inside were neatly stacked cardboard boxes.

Xiao Dabao wept with joy.

"Goddess, you finally came!"

Bai Wei's message arrived as well.

"Xiao Moting, these are Molotov Cocktails, the usage is here..."

"Received!"

Xiao Moting's eyes darkened; he immediately moved the cardboard boxes down and distributed the Glass Bottles inside to everyone.

"Why aren't these weapons?" Xiao Dabao was stunned, "These are all glass bottles; can we defeat the Imperial Guard with these?"

But the next moment, he shut his mouth.

Because Xiao Moting had already lit a Molotov Cocktail and swung his arm to throw it out.

An Imperial Guard soldier charging at the very front didn't have time to dodge and was hit on his armor by the Glass Bottle!

Clang!

The Glass Bottle shattered, and the gasoline inside flowed out!

Boom!

A ball of fire suddenly surged up!

The Imperial Guard soldier, along with his horse, was instantly surrounded by flames, turning into a human torch on horseback!

"Ah!"

Following a heart-wrenching scream, the Imperial Guard soldier fell to the ground, rolling desperately, trying to extinguish the flames.

But he did not know.

Relying on rolling alone could not extinguish the flames ignited by the gasoline; instead, as he rolled, the gasoline smeared onto the withered grass on the ground.

The withered grass was inherently flammable, and with the gasoline to ignite it... this fire not only failed to go out, but burned wider and more fiercely.

Wherever he rolled, the ground immediately ignited, turning into a sea of fire!

The few Imperial Guard in the front could not dodge in time, and their armor was splashed with quite a bit of gasoline; once licked by the flames on the ground, they caught fire themselves, immediately screaming wildly as they were thrown from their horses in chaos.

Inside the Minivan, it was deathly silent.

The few Beijiang Army soldiers were all stunned.

Xiao Dabao came to his senses and hurriedly shook his head.

"Shennü Daren, I was wrong to blame you just now!"

"This Molotov Cocktail is powerful!"

Seeing the Imperial Guard lose their formation, everyone was overjoyed and scrambled to grab the Molotov Cocktails.

Xiao Moting shouted in a deep voice, "Be careful, Shennü Daren warned that the gasoline in the bottles is very hard to extinguish and must not splash into the vehicle! Otherwise, the vehicle will be burned."

"Yes."

Everyone immediately became vigilant, stretching their hands as far out of the windows as possible before using lighters to ignite the cloth strips at the bottle mouths.

The "fire oil" in the Molotov Cocktails could not be extinguished even by patting, and it could instantly ignite the withered grass.

The "fire oil" was too powerful; no one dared to take it lightly!

With the Molotov Cocktails, the Beijiang Army immediately became spirited, holding the bottles and throwing them toward the rear without pause.

Even if they didn't hit the Imperial Guard, it didn't matter!

The fire oil ignited upon touching the ground, spreading extremely fast and over a vast area; no matter what it flowed onto, it would burn!

Even stones, once soaked in fire oil, could burn!

The Yannan region was suffering from a severe drought, and Shengjing had not seen rain for several months either, so the ground was covered in withered grass.

Over a hundred Molotov Cocktails were thrown out, and the withered grass and shrubs immediately crackled and burned, turning into a massive sea of fire!

On the mountainside, there were many dead, withered trees.

Wherever the Minivan drove, everything behind it turned into a sea of fire, stretching continuously to form a massive fire zone with flames reaching the sky!

The mountain fire had also started!

The flames were raging, the air became scorching hot, and rolling black smoke surged straight into the night sky!

The Imperial Guard who had charged into the fire zone had no time to retreat!

Many Imperial Guard had already charged into the fire zone; wanting to retreat, it was already too late!

The Minivan in front kept throwing out Molotov Cocktails, creating one patch of fire after another on the ground.

Behind them, it had already started burning as well.

They had nowhere to escape!

The Imperial Guard trapped in the fire zone were covered in flames, turning into human torches and emitting blood-curdling screams!

"Fire, help me!"

"Why can't this fire be put out! Ahhh!"

The Imperial Guard were busy chasing the Minivan and riding at high speed; the Imperial Guard in the rear discovered the sea of fire ahead but could not stop in time, crashing into it one after another.

In the fire zone, there was immediate chaos with men and horses falling.

The warhorses caught fire, neighing and running wildly, trampling and injuring many more people.

The screams of the burning Imperial Guard and the neighing of the warhorses were intertwined!

The raging mountain fire spread to the mountainside.

The night sky was dyed red, and the thick smoke blotted out the sun and sky.

Amidst the firelight, countless "human torches" flickered in and out of view; some were running wildly, some were screaming, some were rolling on the ground, and even more were being swallowed by the sea of fire...

It was simply a living hell!