Chapter eight hundred and thirty seventh(2/2)
"Does this have anything to do with you letting go?" Tang Luo asked as he walked up.
"Hmph!" Song Jiang grinned, "I won't leave anything for you!"
After the news of the city being broken came, he had already ordered people to sprinkle oil everywhere in the palace.
Song Jiang and others had already made these preparations two days ago, and the bitter plan was to win.
Setting fire is to prevent the other party from winning.
When the gate of the palace was broken, Song Jiang had already ordered people to light the fire. The thick smoke he saw now meant that the fire began to spread everywhere.
What Jia Rong and the others got was only a charred palace after the fire was burned.
Not only that, Song Jiang secretly ordered fires everywhere in the imperial city, and the wars were in chaos.
The fire could not be stopped, and the imperial city would be burned and completely turned into ruins.
When a person is in the city, a person dies.
As Song Jiang said, he would not leave anything for Tang Luo, all he would leave was the ruins after the flames were slightly exhausted.
As for Jia Huan's technique of calling the wind and rain, it can rain heavily.
Song Jiang has already considered it, and Gongsun Sheng has tried it long ago. Once the fire is formed, it will not be so easily extinguished by rain.
"If you lose, set fire, right?" Ao Yulie said, "You can't afford to lose."
"Hmph!" Song Jiang just sneered and didn't answer at all.
In addition to burning the imperial city and leaving nothing to the enemy, setting fire is also to be able to escape more people.
Although he was dead, one hundred and eight stars were not completely dead.
Lin Chong and Wu Song had forced themselves to break through the barrier and leave, leaving a spark for the 108 stars and avenge him.
After taking a deep look at Tang Luo, Song Jiang turned around and walked into the hall where the civil and military officials came to court.
He sat on the dragon throne, and he originally wanted to do this position for another fifty years, but it was a pity.
Picking up the sword that was leaning against next to him, Song Jiang drew the sword, first aimed at Tang Luo and the other two who came in, and then crossed his neck: "I will wait for you below."
"boom!"
The explosion sounded through the sky, and the darkness of this magnificent palace was filled with flames.
Song Jiang's last words made the dead soldiers ignite gunpowder.
He not only wanted to burn the imperial city, but also wanted to die with "Jia Rong" and others.
As for revenge, it is naturally avenge on the entire Dakan.
The severe pain spread throughout the body, and Song Jiang felt his body flying lightly.
Then, his eyes widened instantly. Before he died, he saw three figures standing in the still broken palace.
Unscathed!
Fallen from the sky, his broken body smashed on the broken palace, and the last vitality emerged. Song Jiang roared like a hideous ghost: "Why! Why don't you die!"
"I thought you would surrender, but I didn't expect you to be so cruel." Tang Luo said.
It looks a little different from the imagined Song Jiang.
Ao Yulie raised his hand and pointed, and the heavy rain suddenly came and fell from the sky.
The flames were quickly suppressed, and in just a few breaths, the flames in the palace were completely extinguished, leaving only a large amount of smoke rising.
The fire that Gongsun Sheng could not be extinguished does not mean that Ao Yulie could not be extinguished either.
Both sides suffer losses and die together, leaving only the ruined city?
Chapter completed!