"Ah! Help!"
One burning figure after another flailed their way out of the sea of flames. The Northern Barbarians who had survived falling into the fire were instantly turned into human torches. Some ran toward the people behind them for help, while others raced madly toward the moat. But most fell to the ground after only a few steps and rolled around, until their rolling stopped and their lives went out.
The blaze was enormous. The entire heap of corpses had caught fire, and the Northern Barbarians did not dare approach. They could only stand far away and watch the people who had fallen into the flames struggle and howl in agony.
The sea of flames was as high and as long as the heaps of corpses. It was not just at the North Gate; seas of fire sprang up beneath the other three walls as well. Seen from high above, it looked like an enormous volcano erupting, illuminating the entire night sky. Even from far away, the surging waves of heat roasted their bodies and turned their faces red!
The defenders on the walls were also driven back by the waves of heat, not daring to approach the battlements. Everyone hopped about like ants on a hot pan. The fire was simply too fierce, with billowing smoke that was terrifying to behold.
"Th-this... Brother Hao, how is that stuff you told us to prepare so powerful? Those flames must be over ten meters high!"
It was not just the flames. With those ingredients added, the corpse heaps burned like dry firewood meeting a raging blaze. Even the stones at the foot of the walls glowed red from the heat.
Yesterday, Jiang Hao had quietly given them a task: to collect saltpeter and sulfur. These two things were key ingredients