Chapter 77 Half of it is flame

The young coach Putou and the Qu Buying Eagle were also considered to be a person with a firm mind, but the sudden blow was too heavy and they couldn't bear it for a while. Both of them were addicted to the chaotic thoughts and could not extricate themselves.

"Escape quickly! If we don't leave, we will be burned here." The guard who came to report was still waiting for the instructions of the two. Unexpectedly, these two were both stupid and turned a blind eye to external things. He didn't care about the order of the superiority and inferiority, ran to them, approached them, and shouted loudly.

"Ah! I'm so angry that I'm hit by the Han people's tricks again. It's hateful!" The young man roared with a roar, and the lion and tiger with anger like a head, swung his big fist hard on the table in front of him. With a "click", the solid table made of solid wood was knocked down by him with a punch.

After all, Putou was still a person who had experienced strong winds and waves. The sudden shout from his personal guard made him shudder and pulled him back from the brink of collapse.

The Bull Qu was slowly recovering at this time, but his face looked extremely ugly. No matter what the result was, he had completely finished playing. The young coach Putou would no longer trust him, and his subordinates were completely damaged. A coach Qu who had no real power was nothing in the Xianbei!

"Let's go!" The young man Putou suddenly grew older by dozens of years. His face, which was originally slightly dark, was full of vitality. Now it was filled with haze, and wrinkles became more and more powerful. He looked at the vulture beside him, and walked out without saying a word. Now he was not in the mood to blame the vulture Qu. Escape was more important than anything else.

It’s not that I am incompetent, it’s that the Han people are too cunning!

Before they could get out of the hall, the guards guarding outside ran over and shouted loudly as they ran: "It's on fire, run!"

The surging heat wave followed behind them, and a wave of strength swept over. The smoke outside was already filled with thick smoke, making people's throat hoarse and breathing a little difficult.

"Retreat!" Putou showed the style of a tribe leader at this time. He had already abandoned his fame, fortune, and even life and death, and was determined to lead his subordinates out of the fire. A personal guard had already led his black horse over. Putou flew over and led the way in front of him. Condor and hundreds of personal guards followed closely and galloped outside the city lord's mansion.

Outside the city lord's mansion is a sea of ​​fire, and Fuping City has become a world of fire, with flames dancing in the sky, strong winds whistling, thick smoke rolling, and no sunshine can be seen.

Compared with Dingxi City, the fire in Fuping City is a big witch. There is only one fire point in Dingxi City. Although it burns violently, it is only partial. Fuping City is completely different. It is the whole city burning, and there are fire everywhere at first glance. Although it is not as fierce as Dingxi City, in terms of the overall fire, if Dingxi City is a fast fire snake, then Fuping City is a fire dragon with a huge body, and the two cannot be compared.

Xu Rong and his friends arranged two thousand fire points in Fuping City, and each one was responsible for it. These two thousand fire points were calculated in advance, all distributed on the outskirts of Fuping City, in a ring-shaped manner, with a large amount of flammable materials poured with tincture oil. Once ignited, a ring-shaped flame belt will be formed, which will firmly trap the Xianbei cavalry in the city. The only exit is the South City Gate.

Under normal circumstances, after the fire ignites, it will take some time to burn it to the middle area. This period is enough for the Xianbei people to escape to the southern city gate. Huangfu Jian’s plan is to burn some of the Xianbei people to death, kill some, and then capture some. The main reason for his doing this is that the seven thousand Xianbei cavalry are all one person and two horses, which are 14,000 excellent war horses, which is a huge fortune. If all of them are burned to death, it would be a pity.

But man’s calculations are not as good as heaven’s calculations, and heaven has unexpected circumstances!

No one could have thought that the sky, which was originally clear, suddenly, was gathering with wind and clouds, and the wind was dancing. In addition, the buildings in Fuping City were mostly wooden beams and grass-roots, and they were lit as soon as Mars was lit. Therefore, after Xu Rong and two thousand subordinates lit the fire, the rising fire was blown by the strong wind, and all kinds of buildings in the city also burned. The entire Fuping City instantly became a sea of ​​fire, with only two military channels, one vertical and one horizontal, because there were no buildings nearby, which were temporarily safe.

The blazing flames are clamoring, the wind is rolling, the clouds are unpredictable, the dark clouds are rolling, and the thick smoke is heavy, and only the military roads in the north and south can vaguely see the shadow of the way out.

The seven thousand iron cavalry brought into the city by Putou, only the eight hundred personal guards were still following him. As soon as the rest of the troops entered the city, they scattered and rushed to the city to plunder everywhere. I don’t know what their situation is now. But in the various noises, the extremely miserable people were heard occasionally, and the whole city was like a cage of hell, trapping these greedy Xianbei people.

"Retreat along this avenue!" There was no place for the east and west in the rolling smoke. Putou led everyone to escape along the temporarily safe north and south military roads towards the south city gate. He couldn't care much now, so he escaped from this nightmare sea of ​​fire first.

The young marshal Putou took the lead and fled south along the north and south military routes. He encountered scattered Xianbei cavalry from time to time along the way, either in groups of three or five, or dozens of people. These people had just escaped from the fire, and were all in a mess, with a messy armor on their bodies. It was extremely embarrassing. Some even had no idea where the weapons were thrown, running around on the road like a group of headless flies. When these people saw the young marshal Putou's men, they followed them like their grandmother. The team behind Putou became larger and larger. When they approached the southern city gate, more than 2,000 people had gathered.

Outside the south gate of Fuping City, Yan Xing and Pang De led five hundred guards and cavalry, and took a bow and arrow to guard the suspension bridge. The south gate was completely opened, and the suspension bridge on the city gate tower had been laid down, lying quietly on the moat, but the width of the suspension bridge was limited after all, and at most eight horses could only be used to run together. Facing five hundred sharp arrows, even if there were thousands of troops, there was no power to fight back.

Not far from these 500 guards were the two hundred Shengong troops led by "Heizi" Cheng Yi and three hundred guards. They were also ready to recruit Xianbei prisoners. Eight hundred steps behind them, Huangfu Jian led 700 guards, and Ju Yi's 50 troops were waiting there leisurely.

Huangfu Jian opened his eyes slightly and sat on the roof of the God of War's chariot to relieve worries. Long Jiu and Long Eighteen women were waiting around, leisurely.

Just as the divisions were arranged, the two thousand cavalry of Xu Rong's troops also retreated from the east and west sides of Fuping City.

"Last general Xu Rong comes to report!" Xu Rong came to Huangfu Jian's war god carriage, got off his mount, and saluted respectfully.

"General Xu Rong quickly invites you. The general has done a good job. The general must be the general. The general is now leading his troops to rest and wait for this marquis to call him at any time." Huangfu Jian looked at Xu Rong and said with a smile.

Xu Rong not only completed the task well this time, but also did not lose one soldier or general, which was very rare.

"It all depends on the master's clever plan, and I dare not take credit for it." Xu Rong was very happy and a little moved when he heard Huangfu Jian's praise, but his face became more and more humble.

A boss who does not impute his subordinates' achievements will naturally arouse his subordinates' respect and make his subordinates feel close!

"The general does not have to be too humble. Although the plan is good, it still depends on the general to implement it. The general is doing a perfect ambush, ignite, and retreating opportunity this time, which is better than what I expected. The general deserves the first contribution." Huangfu Jian smiled faintly. Not being proud of his contributions and being calm in the face of things is a necessary quality for a good general. His evaluation of Xu Rong has improved a lot.

"Thank you for your praise! I will leave!" Xu Rong thanked him and took two thousand iron cavalry to rest.

Huangfu Jian was now holding the victorious book, and his mood was very relaxed. His pair of black and shiny eyes were staring at the movements of Fuping City.

At this moment, Huangfu Jian keenly noticed a team of people coming towards the city gate. He made a gesture to Long Shiba on the side. Long Shiba understood and picked up the drumstick and started to beat the drum rhythmically.

"Dong, dong, dong" the low sound of war drums came out, which was a warning signal.

"Crack" At this moment, a dazzling lightning flashed through the thick clouds and shone on the sky above the smoke-filled Fuping City. Then there was a thunder and the earth shook, and the stable war god car also swayed in the thunder.

"Room" the sound of horse hooves in the city was clearly heard, getting closer and closer, and then a group of people ran out of the city. A general in front of him was tall and slapped, with a fierce look. He stepped on a black horse and an iron spear in his palm. It was the second son of the Xianbei vanguard young commander Putou, and the Xianbei emperor in the west, who set up a terrifying son.

"You're the Xianbei pig, dismount and surrender quickly. Rao'er will not die. Otherwise, this would be the place where you are burial!" Yan Xing carried an iron sword in his hand and urged the horse to come to the formation. He looked at the Xianbei iron cavalry rushing towards the suspension bridge and shouted loudly.

"Xu" the young marshal Putou strangled his war horse and stopped at a distance from the suspension bridge. He looked at the strong Han army in front of him, with bright armor and strong bows. Then he looked at the Xianbei cavalry following him, throwing his armor and unloading his armor, listless. Putou felt bitter in his heart. How could he fight with others when he was not in the same level as he was!

"Crash! The Great Xianbei warriors charge with me!" The young general Putou is also a famous figure in the entire western Xianbei. How could a person like him take the initiative to surrender? He was unable to retreat and could not avoid it, and his ferociousness was revealed. He waved the spear in his hand and rushed towards the suspension bridge with a loud roar.

The eight hundred personal guards behind Putou were also moved by his actions. They had suffered this great disaster and their morale was depressed, but under Putou's leadership, they regained their tenacious fighting spirit, roaring one by one, following Putou as if they were desperate, and heading towards the Han army opposite the suspension bridge.

"Shoot!" Yan Xing waved his big knife in his hand and whispered a loud command to the soldiers of the personal guard camp who had already set their bows and arrows.

"Swish, swish, swish" Five hundred giant bows, each in groups of ten people, pouring sharp arrows at the Xianbei warriors on the suspension bridge uninterruptedly.

Putou took the lead, and the spear in his hand was round, forming a multiplicity of spear shadows in front of him. As soon as the sharp arrow shot at him approached the spear shadow, it was smashed. Soon Putou rushed across the suspension bridge and killed the soldiers of the personal guard camp who were blocking in front of him.

When Yan Xing saw this, he snorted coldly and waved his sword to meet him. On the other side, Pang De was afraid that Yan Xing would suffer a loss, so he waved his sword. The two generals fought against Putou. The three of them fought in a group, and it was difficult to tell the difference.

The eight hundred personal guards behind Putou were not so lucky. Although they were considered elite Xianbei people, they were much different from Putou. After so long, they were already in short supply of energy. They often dodged this arrow but could not escape that one.

The suspension bridge several feet long became the dead of the Xianbei cavalry. One by one, the Xianbei warriors fell from their horses and fell into the moat. A string of blood emerged. The river surface near the suspension bridge was soon dyed bloody.

The unowned war horses leisurely crossed the suspension bridge, passed through the guard camp's position, and then ran to the empty grass on one side leisurely gnawing on the green grass that had just sprouted new buds, which was in sharp contrast with the blood on the other side.

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