Chapter 619: No chickens and dogs left

Chapter name: No chickens and dogs left

The Guihua Gate of Xingqing Prefecture is shrouded in the night. Not far from here is a warehouse. The warehouse is not conspicuous, but it is guarded by numerous Western Xia warriors. The innermost floor is just dozens of rows of inconspicuous houses on the surface, and the items placed inside are also very relevant and must not be missed.

Grease oil...

The people of Xixia fought with the Song army and had suffered repeated losses from tincture oil. The black viscous liquid that burned when it encountered fire was amazing. Since then, Xixia also set up a Shenhuo Camp. The number of people in the Shenhuo Camp is not large, but only 300 people, but their supplies are quite large, and this warehouse has hundreds of barrels of tincture oil supply.

Four years ago, due to poor storage of turbid oil, a fire in the warehouse was triggered. The fire was extremely strong and soared into the sky. The sky above Xingqing Prefecture was red. The turbid oil mixed with the fire spread around, burning seven or eight streets, and the fire could not be stopped. The people fetched water to save themselves, but the fire only made the fire more vigorous. If it weren't for the sudden decision later, the five major troops of Xixia would have set up an isolation belt of ten miles, and the entire Xingqing Prefecture would have turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The losses that time were huge, burning thousands of people to death and destroying thousands of houses, and other losses could no longer be calculated.

It is precisely because of this that although the warehouse was rebuilt, it was extremely careful and there was no mistake at all. Any idle person, even ten feet away from nearby, would be expelled by the vicious Western Xia warriors.

A loft in front of the warehouse is a place where the Western Xia military officers are resting. Taking advantage of the night, a military officer comes out with a smile, greets the military officers in the attic, and then walks into the darkness.

His steps were very steady, with a knife on his shoulder. Although he could not see the light, he was very familiar with it. He quickly passed through several levels of the gatehouse and the corridor. Occasionally, warriors would come to see it vigilantly. When he saw him, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, bowed to him, and retreated aside.

The military officer walked to a firewood. The firewood was not big, and there were a lot of dried grass and firewood. It was not far from the oil house. The military officer fired the firewood and lit the firewood without hesitation, then turned around and went out.

All movements were completed in an instant, without any stagnation. When the woodshed burned, his people had already disappeared into the darkness again.

The fire in the woodshed was soon discovered, and then the gongs rang out, and the warehouse was in chaos. The fire was noisy and had spread to the oil house. If the fire could not be stopped, the consequences would be unimaginable.

According to the Western Xia Rules, the oil house caught fire and the palace city. At this time, when seeing the firelight at this place, the five major armies immediately began to act. A large number of soldiers carried sand and rushed towards this side. The soldiers inspecting the streets also went out, and there was no need to take into account the other things.

The Longxing Mansion was in chaos. At this time, a group of illegal people could not hold back. They took this opportunity to walk onto the street and start to cause chaos.

All of this was just a moment, as if it had been expected.

On the side of the Yue Palace, a gatekeeper saw the flames soaring into the sky, immediately stopped hesitating, and hurriedly entered inside to report.

Li Qian was closing his eyes and resting in the hall. When he heard the rushing footsteps, he opened his eyes and saw someone coming in and saying, "Your Highness, the oil depot is on fire."

Li Gan said lightly: "What is so important, why do you say that the fire will start? Are the defenders so uncautious?" After that, he snorted coldly, and a smile appeared in the depths of his faint eyes. He stood up and continued: "Tomorrow I must report to the emperor brother and severely punish the officials in charge of the oil depot." After that, he yawned and said: "If something big happens, how can I sleep peacefully? The person comes, immediately transfer a team of guards to put out the fire and burn it to the Yue Palace. This will be a big deal."

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The Jin army camp seemed extremely quiet at this moment. The Jin people had good wine. There was no war at this time, and they were drinking too much. In addition, Xixia often brought fine wine to reward them, so the Jin army camp let go of drinking.

The sour wine that was scorching the throat resisted the cold at night and also evoked the anger of the Jin people. The great Jin Iron Cavalry was invincible and no one could take it. However, just one day ago, he was beaten to pieces by a group of southern barbarians. His Highness the prince used a whip to suck several Jin people. How could he swallow this tone?

After a while of screaming, some people even staggered to lead the horse to train the Nan barbarians and beat them again. But halfway through, they fell into trouble and were teased by their companions sitting by the bonfire.

Then a few golden generals rushed over angrily, carried the horse whip, whipped it randomly among the soldiers, cursed a few words before everyone scattered and went back to rest.

Silence, the bonfire gradually faded, only the rolling river water and the sound of insects coming from afar.

The full moon hangs high, and it is indescribable. The cold wind blows on the tent, making a sound.

Outside the horizon, it was hidden in the darkness, but at this time, the Song army's horse team had arrived, and the rumbling horse hooves were getting louder and louder and faster.

Someone with a heart suddenly realized something strange. How could this sound be there when you are here at this night?

Immediately, a keen Jin man discovered the abnormality. A Jin general rushed to the sentry tower and asked people to light up a few more torches, but within their eyes, there was only darkness and thick night fog.

General Jin shook his head and immediately said something to the soldiers who were patrolling the night.

At this moment, a figure swayed in the darkness, as if torn through the darkness and flew out of the night fog.

"The first battalion, the second battalion, the third battalion followed me, and the third battalion dispersed, taking the team as the base, patrolling outside, no one is allowed to approach, and no golden dog is allowed to come out."

With a command, the horse began to accelerate, like a gust of wind and thunder, whistling through the simple fence of the Jin camp. Then the torches were beaten and the Confucian sword was unsheathed. First, it gathered like a river, and then it spread out, rushing towards all places in a tacit understanding.

The Jin people were good at attacking but not defending. Compared with the many barriers of the Song army, this camp was simply not worth mentioning. It neither dug trenches outside the camp nor set up a horse-resistance. There was only a fence. When the horse was released, it immediately fell into pieces.

Unsurprisingly, the war horses rushed into the camp. While the war horses were speeding, countless torches were thrown out. The torches fell on the tent and immediately burned. Not far away was the horse shed, piled with haystacks of several people, and were stained with Mars, and immediately the flames soared into the sky.

When the war horses in the horse shed saw the fire, they immediately became chaotic. Some broke out and began to flee wildly. At this time, the killing had just begun. The lieutenants had already carried out sharp Confucian swords, just like the sharp teeth exposed by wild beasts when they smelled the smell of prey, flashing a cold and cold light under the night sky.

There is a *** called: "The prince's hand-in-hand order, no chicken or dog left!"

"Kill!" Hundreds of war horses were already crazy in the firelight everywhere, urging the horses to trample around the camp. At this time, the officers of each team showed extraordinary calmness and shouted: "The golden dog who came out of the tent first!"

The Jin man reacted at this time, but it was too late. Some people came from the tent with their knives. They didn't know what was going on, so a cavalry captain rode and thrust over from behind him. The sword flashed, and the back of the Jin man had been cut open, with white bones and red flesh blooming, and a hot heart was pulsating in his chest.

Before the Jin man could draw his sword, he started howling shrillly, and then straightened down on the cold ground.

At this time, the Jin people who were lucky enough to die had already understood that if the general trend was going to happen, they would be dead. Someone frantically seized the road towards the stable. Without horses, they could not go anywhere. However, this was exactly the closest place where the lieutenants guarded. A golden man appeared, and dozens of people immediately bent their bows and arrows, just like a shooting game, hissing... They loosened the bowstring without hesitation, and then more than a dozen feather arrows *** the body of the Jin people. The Jin people howled unwillingly and fell to the ground. They were not dead yet, but they were just painful struggles.

There is no way to go, and there are enemies on all sides. Only in the west is a turbulent river. The Jin people are not good at water. They will never dare to jump into the water until the end. But now, the cold river water is thumping, and many people are rushing in. Then countless people are calling for help in the cold water. Dozens of strong horses whistling by, carrying a team of lieutenants, first slashing the Jin people by the river with a Confucian sword, and wait for the Jin people here to kill them all, then take out the bow and arrow, and shoot arrows at the Jin people who are coming out of the river to call for help without hesitation.

The sound of bowstrings everywhere, and the sound of the sword entering the flesh of the Rushu, the flames reflected in the air, and the indescribable strangeness. The cry for help was endless and screamed gradually weak. One corpse was trampled on, and the golden man, who was still trampling on a breath, lay on the ground, humming in despair. One war horse was carrying the gods of killing, and then someone kicked off the horse, walked over woodenly, and the people raised the Rushu, the pupils of the people on the ground were shrinking, and they were in pain, with four eyes facing each other, one pair of eyes praying and whining, while the other pair of eyes were wooden, which was a kind of obedient killing.

Once upon a time, the howling hadn't seen such eyes? But at that time, they just smiled grimly, and then without hesitation to trample on the last dignity of the master of this eyes. But now... they always have to pay it back when they come out.

The captain used a spur to straighten his head, and the long sword went down, and the tip of the knife went straight into the middle of his eyebrows... giggled... This was a bone-to-heart sound.

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Chapter completed!