The sky above the ruined gate of Zaragoza was instantly filled with thousands of arcing, smoke-trailing projectiles.
The firebombs sailed over the heads of the protective Arab knights, descending rapidly toward the dense mass of the advancing Tang infantry. The warlord watched in horror as the inevitability of his defeat rained down upon his finest warriors.
The heavy clay pots struck the raised shields, the iron helmets, and the lowered spear shafts of the Tang vanguard. Upon impact, the brittle clay shattered. The ignited naphtha erupted outward in massive, blossoming clouds of clinging, searing fire.
The front lines of the Tang defensive wall were instantaneously engulfed in a localized inferno.
The consequences of the firebomb onslaught were immediate. The liquid flame splashed across the tightly packed ranks, instantly setting clothes, leather harnesses, and wooden spear shafts ablaze.
