It was late at night.

There was silence where the Shengyuan Hall was located.

The moon hangs quietly in the sky, sprinkling it like a veil of moonlight, illuminating all parts of the hall.

But there was no one to be seen, walking about the middle of the church. If it weren't for the light of oil lamps in some of the houses, I am afraid that people who saw this scene would think that the people here have moved away.

The time gradually passed.

The ugly time has come.

A large dark cloud pressed through the sky, swallowing the moon and its light in it.

The place where the Shengyuan Hall was located suddenly became dark, and except for the occasional oil lamp, nothing could be seen.

In the silence and darkness, above the surrounding walls, a red flame suddenly ignited.

These flames, like stars in the dark night, burst forth and joined together on the walls of the house.

In an instant, the flames rose, and all the stars leaped up and fell into the house.

But they were all torch-bearers.

These men hurried forward, and as they went, they threw their torches at the surrounding and distant houses.

All of a sudden, flames rose and many houses were thrown torches and burned, and the flames rushed up and black smoke poured out.

This burning, naturally, is easier than killing.

Burn them to death! Who let them, I don't know what to do.

What a glory it is to do things under the king of Han, they are unwilling, they are unwilling to agree, this misfortune is what they brought on themselves!

He Song thought secretly.

He walked at the end, watching the houses on fire, and a sense of joy welled up in his heart.

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But why, in that room, there was no scream, and no one on fire rushed out?

Could it be that they were all killed in their sleep?

It's as simple as that?

He Song felt a little uneasy in his heart, and he always felt that something was wrong.

As if to confirm his premonition, in front of the eyes of those who dropped the torches, a large number of people from the Shengyuan Hall suddenly appeared, as if they appeared out of thin air.

The men were unscathed, defact, sharp, and neat, and fought with his men.

For a while, there were shouts of killing, and screams were repeated.

He Song was a little confused, how could there be so many people in this Shengyuan Hall? Shouldn't a group of people be burned to death in the house?

And, where did they come from? Seeing them like this, it's like calculating the right time, waiting for them here, and launching a counterattack against them. This, how is this possible?

He panicked, but quickly calmed down.

He knew that they were a group of outlaws, and their martial arts were good, so these bones might not be easy to gnaw. This is also the reason why the king of Han ordered him to bring five hundred people, more than twice the number of people in the Shengyuan Hall.

Now, these five hundred people have been carefully selected by him, and they are the elite people below, if these people are exterminated with all their might, Shengyuan Hall will still not be able to eat good fruits.

Thinking like this, he calmed down a little in his heart, and only said solemnly: "Kill with all your might!" ”

"Yes!" Everyone around them is in the middle of the battle.

At this time, the sound of flames engulfing the house, the muffled sound of swords clashing, the sound of the wind jumping and the screams of people falling to the ground in pain filled He Song's ears.

He closed his eyes, only to feel the bloody breath spread through the air, and he could not stop.

He was both puzzled and a little annoyed.

Why? Will they know in advance when they will act?

Who is it that leaked the news?

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