Daming: The system rejected my request for salted fish

Chapter 1289

Even if they managed to break out with these people, the responsibility for the complete annihilation of 50,000 troops meant that returning home would still mean certain death.

Moreover, when he returns, he will bear the reputation of a loser and a coward, and his descendants will also be implicated by him.

Since that's the case, it's better to die here. Although he was defeated this time, he died on the battlefield as a general.

So when he saw the group rush into the fire, Pasaro dismounted and slapped his horse hard on the rump.

Originally, he wanted his warhorse, which had been with him for several years, to follow those people and rush out of the fire to find a way to survive.

However, just as he turned around, the warhorse did not leave, but instead took steps and followed behind him.

Passaro glanced back and saw that his warhorse was not far away. He smiled slightly, pulled on the reins, and mounted his horse again.

Then the man and his horse slowly walked into the forest, eventually disappearing into the flames.

At the same time, Wei Wu, who was several hundred meters above the burning house, also noticed that something seemed wrong below.

Although the flames obscured his vision, he could still see something rushing out from the center of the fire.

This is actually normal. After all, when hundreds of horses and hundreds of elephants charge together, the commotion is so great that it's hard to go unnoticed.

The scene was like a giant python moving through the grass; you could see the direction of its movement, even though you couldn't see the python itself.

Moreover, Wei Wu was observing from high above, so he could see the commotion below much more clearly.

"Is this... a group that's gathered together, ready to fight to the death to break out of the fire?"

Based on the feedback below, Wei Wu made this judgment in his mind, but then he laughed.

"If it were that easy for you to break through, then I would have set this up for nothing. You can fight to the death, but don't even think about fighting for your life!"

He muttered something under his breath, then turned to look at Shen Lin, who was driving.

"Shen Lin, fly the helicopter over there and hover it where they are bound to pass. It doesn't matter if it's a bit high, just so it won't be affected by the fire."

"Yes, Master!"

Shen Lin responded with a sentence, and then, as Wei Wu requested, hovered the helicopter in the direction of the Siamese army's charge.

Wei Wu, who had been sitting in the passenger seat, also came to the cabin door again and fastened his seatbelt.

As the fire surged and drew closer, Wei Wu could even hear the roar of the war elephants.

Soon, the commotion reached the area below where the helicopter was hovering, and Wei Wu found himself holding two buckets of diesel fuel.

This time, however, Wei Wu did not spill the diesel fuel in his hands, but instead stretched his hands out of the cabin.

Once he saw the opportunity, he didn't hesitate at all and threw the diesel fuel, barrel and all, into the water.

Given the weight of the bucket, it simply couldn't withstand the impact of being hundreds of meters in the air, especially when it was filled with liquid.

It will immediately explode upon contact with a hard object, and the diesel fuel inside will also splash everywhere due to the impact.

This proved to be true; the two barrels of diesel fuel exploded as soon as they hit the ground, right in the middle of the Siamese army.

The splattered diesel fuel immediately adhered to the livestock and their burlap sacks, and was instantly ignited.

At the same time, Wei Wu pulled out two more barrels of diesel fuel!

The diesel fuel adhering to the burlap was instantly ignited, and the high temperature of the flames quickly seeped into the burlap.

In fact, after the charge just now, the linen cloth worn by the Siamese soldiers had lost a lot of moisture in the high temperature.

Now, the linen is further coated with burning diesel fuel, causing the moisture in the linen to dissipate, and the linen itself becomes fuel.

Originally, I could just endure the high temperature and bear it for a while, but now the flames are burning my body directly.