stared at the Liao army squirming slowly in the dark, and the clattering footsteps of the marching army. Su Pingbei's heart beat faster, and he slowly raised his hand.,all Qin troops immediately began to act in accordance with the predetermined battle plan.,the tung oil fell like rain all over the sky, and then the Qin army behind had finished building a bow and shooting an arrow. The front end of the arrow was not a sharp arrow, but a lighted flame.。