The sound of hooves was like rolling thunder. Steelmen and iron horses were speeding past the stone road, playing the music of killing and destruction. More than ten tall war horses, carrying knights covered in costumes, whistling by the city of Chang'an. Behind them were flesh, corpses and flames. The dark and dead night was illuminated by the fire, and the city that had been sleeping for many days gradually woke up due to the burning of fire.

"Happy! I really didn't expect that I could still kill people and set fire in Chang'an City in this life! If my uncle saw it, I wonder what he would be angry! The Zhuque Street rode a horse and burned 100 Danbafangs in Chang'an! Only by following Le Langjun can you enjoy this pleasure. Even if you die immediately, it will be enough!"

The excited Song Bao had already taken off the cover, sucking his nose desperately, enjoying the smell of blood, fireworks and burnt smell in the air. He was fiddling with a torch in his hand, and there were more than a dozen wooden sticks inserted into the sack on the horse's back, which could be used to ignite and thrown at any time. When he was a ranger in Mayi, he did a lot of murder and set fire. However, at that time, he was always a small fight, afraid that something would cause trouble to him. The target of robbery was determined by the merchants, and the target of setting fire was no longer the common people, and the target of setting fire was all rural houses. He threw down the torch and fled, and did not dare to stay at all. He did not dare to set fire in the city, especially the houses near the yamen office, and he didn't even dare to take a look at them.

If someone told Song Bao at that time that one day he would set fire to the capital of the Sui Kingdom and burn the capital to white land, he would definitely slap him in the face and scold him again, ask him if he was crazy about gaining or losing his heart, and come to take pleasure in Song Dalang.

Things that I didn't dare to dream of became reality tonight. Although one hundred or eight houses had never really burned, there were no one who could control them at the moment when everyone was galloping on Zhuque Street. There were seven or eight streets and alleys along the way. This was enough for Song Bao to be excited and even fell into a state of madness.

In the past, he would have tried his best to flatter Xu Le, hoping to get the support of the other party. But the words just now were indeed from the heart and there was no falsehood. As a young man, he had more or less a tendency to do the outlaw in his bones, and he had inexplicable yearning for killing and setting fire. Being able to do these things in the Great Sui Kingdom is the highest honor of all young men in the world. For Song Bao, tonight is the happiest day in his life. He drove a horse to Chang'an to burn Kyoto, and did all such major things. What's the regret even if he died?

Xu Le's mood is completely different from Song Bao. Who can be ruthless without a tree? Seeing the robe that followed him all the way down under the crossbow, it is impossible not to be sad. But he knew that this was the price that must be paid for in the war, especially as the courage of the three armies, the general could not show any cowardice, so he forced his emotions to suppress his emotions. However, it would be difficult for him to laugh like Song Bao.

What's more, setting fire to the city was a last resort. It was a helpless move to make a blow to Bolang in order to win, and he would not feel happy. Seeing the fire behind him, Xu Le's brow frowned slightly. If this fire burned all the wealth, food and grass in the city, it would be extremely difficult for Jinyang soldiers to sweep the world. At that time, it would be difficult to say whether it was a merit or a demerit to get an empty city. Now it is betting on the determination of himself and the owner of this city. Whoever can persevere to the end will become a winner. If everyone's determination is equal, the result will be to die together...

Han Yue urged him to come immediately and whispered beside Xu Le: "Mr., burning like this is not a solution. No matter how big the city is, you can't stand such a fire. If you burn it, you may not be able to save it even if you want to save it! Then, the jade and stones are burned, and it is difficult for the Duke to explain it."

"I don't care about that much! This city is not ours. If the Yang family is willing to watch the city burn to white ground, I have no worries. You and I have no way forward and retreat without a place to die. What else can I do except let go! Keep burning! They don't feel sorry for the people's alleys, so we will burn the official office! Finally, we will burn the palace!"

Song Bao became more excited when he heard the word "The Palace". He whistled immediately, then laughed and said, "Your husband speaks happily! That's right, burning all Chang'an with fire and burning the Bird Palace to white ground is what the hero does! Everyone, go to the palace with me!"

Yin Hongzhi on the Drum Tower could see clearly what happened below. With the light provided by the lights, he could grasp the dynamics of Xu Le's troops in a timely manner, and rely on the drum horn to mobilize officers and soldiers to surround the group. In his opinion, no matter how brave the person came, a few dozen people would not accomplish any major events.

Even after several teams of troops were eliminated, he still did not think that this number of troops was a big deal. It was just that the city was too big and all armies could not advance together, so they would be defeated by this group of troops. If it weren't for the Jinyang troops attacking the city, the troops stationed in the city would have to go to the wall to defend, and these troops would have been killed long ago.

It was not until the first house was ignited that Yin Hongzhi's face suddenly became ugly, and he even forgot to issue an order for a moment, leaving the drummer at a loss.

Gu Yi's son Gu Wei and Yin Hongzhi stood together. He was very concerned about the capital of the country, and Yu Yinshishishi knew nothing about the arrangement of the city. When he saw the fire, he became flustered and shouted: "Give orders the soldiers to put out the fire! If the fire spreads, it would be bad!"

Yin Hongzhi did not give an order, but instead ordered the drummer to say, "Send the order to suppress the thieves!"

"Extinguish the fire first!"

"Suppress the thief!" Yin Hongzhi's voice was harsh, and the drummer did not dare to disobey, so he could only beat the drum and tune the soldiers according to the command of the general. Although Gu Wei's name contains the word "Wei", he is a white-faced scholar. Naturally, he could not do anything to Yin Hongzhi in such an occasion. He had to pause his feet and curse, "Dog thief! What's your intention to let the thief set fire to the city?"

"Brother Gu is careful!" Yin Hongzhi's face was as deep as water, and his teeth were cut, interrupting Gu Wei's accusation: "This is a battlefield, not a court, not a good heart, you can point fingers! Open your eyes and see, there are so many thieves here, and if you don't suppress them, how can you put out the fire? Besides, this fire... is not necessarily a bad thing."

"What do you mean?"

"The traitor attacks the city, and what they are greedy for is nothing more than their children's wealth. Now there are no people in the city. If the money and food are burned out again, the city will be useless for the traitor, and they may withdraw their troops."

"You are making a point of reason!" Gu Wei was so angry that his lips trembled, and he pointed at Yin Hongzhi and said, "The King of Dai Qiansui is also in the city. If there is a three-dimensional and two-dimensional, who can bear it? Where do you place Qiansui's safety? Is there any Lord in your heart?"

Yin Hongzhi no longer paid attention to him, focused on looking at the fire, and his heart also raised his throat. The reason why Yin Shishi sent him to stay in Wanglou was not only because Yin Hongzhi was loyal and reliable for his own children, but more importantly, based on strategy, Yin Hongzhi did not think of the second person in the Yin family. However, he was slightly inferior in command and response, and was not suitable to stay in the city to command and defend, so he could only coordinate the overall situation at Wanglou.

His words just now were not perfunctory, but the real thoughts in his heart. He always had an idea in his mind that this city should have been burned long ago. His uncle regarded burning the city as a last resort, while he regarded burning the city as a strategy to defeat the enemy. It was a good deal to exchange for the destruction of the Li family in exchange for the demise of the Li family. However, Daxing was not comparable to other cities after all, and he was also slight, and no one listened to it. Now that the Li family took action, it saved a lot of his own hands and feet.

But Gu Wei's words are not unreasonable. After all, the King of Dai and many important civil and military officials live in the city, and of course they do not set fire pots or firewood in their residences. However, according to the method of burning the people like this, their houses will sooner or later be affected. Whether these people can withstand the pressure is the key to victory or defeat. The best way is to catch all the people in one place before they burned the official residence and the palace, but... Jingzhao Yingyang's soldiers are really useless.

The fire became stronger and stronger, and Yin Hongzhi's brows became tighter and tighter. At first, he focused on defending the city and did not care much about these dozens of cavalry. Now he realized that the strength of this small cavalry was really unseen in his life. Even a team of purely composed of military generals was as irresistible as the absolute number of people.

Where did the Li family find this heavenly soldier and general? They defeated hundreds of their people, but their momentum remained unabated. With such a strong army in hand, it is no wonder that Yu Juluo was able to kill Yu Juluo on the horse.

It is necessary to keep this man in the city, even if it kills many lives! In an instant, Yin Hongzhi had made a decision in his mind. He would rather mobilize troops from Yin Hongde than put out the cavalry. But before he could order, he suddenly heard the sound of drums behind him scattered and no points. He looked back and saw that the drummer was staring at the fire in the city like him, and even forgot his duty and beat the drums in a mess.

Yin Hongzhi changed color: "What are you doing there? Why don't you beat the drum quickly? Delay the military plane and carefully head!"

"General...that fire..."

"What a panic! The fire is still far from here, it can't burn you! Even if it burns, there is no need to worry. The soldiers on duty below will deal with it and will not cause damage to the building!"

"But that fire was clearly heading towards the palace! Qiansui, Qiansui is still in the palace!"

Several drummers said in a verbal manner, and someone echoed loudly: "That's right, Qiansui is still in the palace, so you can't let the fire burn, you have to think of a way!"

"The villain's home! That's the villain's house!" A drummer's wail came from the crowd. He was a native of Chang'an and had a residence in the city. This fire just involved his house.

Yin Hongzhi knew in his heart that this was the disadvantage of local soldiers. He worked harder than the guest soldiers when defending the city, but once his home was damaged, he couldn't help but be distracted and could not implement the military order well. In this situation, he was prepared, so he reached out to pick up the straight knife beside him, and chopped towards the drummer without saying a word.

The sword light flashed and blood splattered. In the blink of an eye, several drummers had already divided into two pieces. When Yin Hongzhi saw that the general took the initiative, he immediately raised his sword to chop at the drummers. After a while, the ground was in a mess. Apart from Yin Hongzhi and his personal soldiers, Gu Wei was left on the tower.

Looking at Yin Hongzhi who was slowly closing his knife, Gu Wei was stunned and murmured to himself: "You... are taking human life!"

"The next group of drummers!" Yin Hongzhi ignored Gu Wei and directly ordered the personal soldiers beside him. The lives of a few drummers were not worth mentioning. However, among the tens of thousands of Eagle-Shank soldiers in the city, there were thousands of locals. Even half of them were clamoring, Yin Hongde was probably not easy to resist. Moreover, the officials in the city and the King of Dai... Their courage may not be greater than these drummers, and they are in high positions. It is impossible to cut off their heads like killing these drummers. Whether they can deal with them depends on their uncle's means. This tangible fire is easy to deal with, and those people's invisible fire is unknown how to extinguish them.
Chapter completed!