Wang Meng woke up from his sleep. He had just dreamed that Zhou Jun had to withdraw his troops because he had no food. Suddenly, he woke up in a state of palpitations. He reached out and pulled out a dagger from under the pillow, lay on the couch and listened to the movement outside the room.

After listening for a while, there was nothing unusual about it. Wang Meng put the dagger down, but he couldn't sleep. After a while, he simply stood up and asked someone to light a candle to read it at night.

After the Zhou army captured Jiangzhou, the 6th connection between Lingnan and Jiankang was basically broken. Although the postman could go to Jiankang even if he went to Fengzhou, the road was long and the road was rugged, so it was better to take the sea faster than the sea.

He had already sent people to Jiankang on a boat ride a sea route a few times before. In order to prevent the shipwreck from spreading the news, Wang Meng sent people several times, but now he has not sent them back from Jiankang in just a few words.

What the hell is going on?

Maybe it was because of the north wind that the ship was heading north against the wind so it was slower? Or was it too unlucky that the ship was killed?

Could it be that the intentions were not enough, and the slander ministers around the official deliberately deducted the documents for emergency?

Thinking of this, Wang Meng was a little helpless. Chen Keqing and others who were favored by the government had bad character and were very villains. There is no precedent for concealing memorials.

However, he had repeatedly instructed the envoy to prepare the "meaning" and to clear what should be cleared when it came to Jiankang. These envoys were all reliable people, so it would not be so.

Is the situation in Jiankang not good?

This possibility makes people feel restless. Wang Meng calmed down and thought about it carefully, and felt that it was unlikely. Now that Zhou State is not concerned about national strength, it will be able to sweep the prefectures and counties in Huainan. As for crossing the river to attack Jiankang, it is not easy to think about it.

He felt that as long as the court responded well, he would be able to block the Zhou army north of the Yangtze River. As for the upper reaches of Jiangzhou, Ba, Xiang and other places, I am afraid...

The more I thought about it, the more depressed he became. Wang Meng didn't know how the battle situation in Ba and Xiangzhou was. The last time he received the news was half a month ago. At that time, an inn from Xiangzhou came to report that the Zhou army had captured Baling, the capital of Bazhou.

From Xiangzhou to Zhenyang, due to the fall of Qujiang, the postman had to walk through the water and go around a bend, so the news brought about was lagging. Therefore, Wang Meng initially judged that Linxiang, the governor of Xiangzhou Prefecture, is probably surrounded by the Zhou army now.

In this way, the Baxiang land and Jiangzhou land in the middle reaches of the Yangtze River have fallen. Even if Jiankang in the lower reaches repelled the Zhou army's attack and lost Dongting Lake and the supply of food and grass in the prefectures and counties in the Pengli Lake area, how long can the Chen State last?

Once some things are thought deeply, they can easily make people desperate. Wang Meng rubbed his temples and forced his thoughts to stop. He can only think about this kind of thing in the future, but what he wants to think about now is how to defend Zhenyang.

There was a vague whisper outside the room, as if someone was talking about something. Wang Meng blew out the candle and stood up quietly, put on his clothes and pulled out his sword, and walked to the window with his hands and feet.

After listening to the movement for a while, he made sure that the person who was talking was not by the door. He opened the door and walked out: "What's going on? Why is it noisy?"

The entourage who was on duty in the courtyard who was on the night side turned around and saluted, and then replied, "Lord, there is something unusual in the sky."

When Wang Meng heard this, he looked up at the night sky and saw a few guest stars among the stars in the sky from north to south. However, when he looked closely, he felt that there was something wrong with the guest star.

The so-called guest star is a meteor. Wang Meng has seen a meteor and feels that what he sees now is a bit strange. But when he looks at it, he feels like...

"Is it a sky lantern?"

A follower's words reminded Wang Meng that he let go of the sky lantern when he was young, so the scene in front of him became more and more similar. But now it is not a festival. Who would set the sky lantern in the middle of the night?

"Did you just have a skylight?"

"Master Lang, this sky lantern 66 has appeared several times. After flying over the city, it went south to the Nan'an Camp, and somehow burned and fell."

The Nan'an camp burned down and fell. The few numbers made Wang Meng shudder: the sky lantern comes from the north, which is the direction of Zhouying. If the sky lantern is released, it is easy to cause fire. Could it be...

How is this possible!

Even if the Zhou army released the sky lantern and used the north wind to blow it to the south bank camp in the southern suburbs of Zhenyang, and then let it fall down with flames to set fire, the success rate of this method is very low.

Even if Zhou army released a hundred sky lanterns, after floating over such a long distance, the sky lanterns that just landed in the camp were probably only 10%.

Maybe it was lucky to ignite the house and food, but the newly rising flames would be extinguished soon. Although this arson method is novel, the effect is like tickling the boots. What's the use?

When the sky lantern attacked the camp, I am afraid that Zhou Jun would not be able to think of a good idea, so he could only seek medical treatment in a hurry and use this ridiculous trick to gamble.

Wang Meng lifted his sword and turned around to go back to the room to rest. At this moment, the followers exclaimed: "Fireflies, so many fireflies!"

Looking in the sound, Wang Meng's face narrowed because he saw many fireflies appearing in the night sky north, flying into the sky densely, looking very spectacular.

But the season is wrong. Most fireflies appear at night in summer and autumn. How come so many fireflies appear in the wild now?

After stopping and watching for a while, everyone's expressions changed drastically because they had seen clearly that the countless highlights coming south along the north wind were not fireflies but sky lanterns.

Countless sky lanterns gathered into a river, and the light covered the stars in the sky. More and more sky lanterns rose up and drifted south along the north and south of the night sky, like a brilliant star (the Milky Way).

Such a scene made people feel very shocked when they saw it. They never thought that so many sky lanterns floated into the sky at the same time, and such a spectacular scene would be possible. Just watch it once and it will be unforgettable for a lifetime.

"Oh my God, what's going on? How come there are so many sky lanterns?"

A whirlwind blew, and a flash of fire flashed over the sky. Dozens of sky lamps burned, and the wreckage fell with flames. One of them happened to fall in the yard where Wang Meng and others were.

The followers brought buckets and water scoops, and put out the burning skylight. One of them stepped forward to check and picked out a piece of smoked pine resin from the wreckage with wooden sticks.

"How much does it take to use rosin as big as an egg..."

Wang Meng was stunned in amazement. He had just roughly estimated that if Zhou army set a sky lantern and set fire, it would be only 10% of them that could successfully land in the camp. Now, there are probably tens of thousands of sky lanterns in the sky.

No, there are probably more than tens of thousands of such a spectacular sky lantern group!!

"It's falling down, it's falling down!!"

Looking through the sound, I saw a group of lanterns burning in the sky on the south side. Countless fires poured down like rain. More than half of them fell on the banks of the Zhenshui River, but a small part of the fire rain fell just in the camp on the south bank.

The fire was shattered, and the camp began to burn. In the upper wind direction, the noise from the direction of the camp could be vaguely heard. Wang Meng looked at the south side in a daze, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

This...how is this possible...

......

In the camp on the south bank of the Zhenshui River, countless people ran around and shouted in the fire. Suddenly, the rain of fire lit the camp, food, and the rapid spreading fire, which made many sleeping soldiers bury themselves in the fire without knowing what happened.

The fast-moving people rushed out of the camp tent and rushed to the place where there was no fire. Someone fell to the ground while pushing each other and was constantly trampled by the people who followed. At the beginning, they could still cry hard, but the sounds gradually disappeared from behind.

In the fire, it was no longer clear who was the leader of the cave master. The leader could not find the soldiers, and the soldiers could not find their companions. Most of them were like headless flies rushing around, panicing.

Countless stars floated from the sky, and then turned into flames and fell down. Although most of the flames fell outside the camp, such an incredible scene made the soldiers and their legs tremble:

This is what Zhou Bing is doing, summoning the sky fire to burn us all!!

The entire camp was like boiling porridge, and the cave owners could no longer control the situation. Even Chen Fozhi, the governor of Xihengzhou, who was in charge of the camp, and Feng Xuan, the prefect of Gaoliang, could do nothing.

Many panicked soldiers were cut down, and the bloody heads still couldn't calm everyone down. All they could do was to gather people to go to the river to get water to put out the fire. But just as the soldiers of the Lijiao took various instruments to fetch water at the west side of the Tin Water, a sudden change broke out.

Many strange things floated on the water, with green ghost fires emitting on it, which looked very strange. Among these ghost fires, human figures can be vaguely seen.

They were pale-faced people, looking at the Li and the soldiers by the river with empty eyes, and two blood marks flowed from the corners of their eyes. They held a short spear and a long sword in their hands. They first threw a short spear to kill people, and then howled and rushed to the shore to chop when they saw people.

"Ghost...Ghost Soldier!!!"

Many soldiers were so scared that they sat on the ground, with the smell of urine coming out of their crotch, and their hands and feet rolled backwards, and their terror spread around like ripples.

Among the ghostly shadows, Zhou Faming, who was not like a human, silently recited "Amitabha" in his heart, waved the long sword in his hand, and called his subordinates who were also pretending to be a ghost and rushed into the enemy camp with him. What he shouted was not human words, but a slogan in a joking tone: "Kill me!!!"
Chapter completed!