When the fire broke out, Pontus and his 200,000 men despaired. They have experienced countless grassland fires for generations, all of which were caused by thunder and lightning, and they have never experienced this kind of fire that is pulled into a straight line by mermaids.

They know the catastrophe of this grassland fire, and rushing forward and crossing the line of fire is the way to survive. But as they instinctively and empirically rushed forward, they found that they had made a huge mistake, because it was an artificially lit line of fire.

In front of him, there was at least a sea of fire 15 miles wide, and they could not break out of this sea of fire no matter what, so they turned around desperately and ran back.

However, under the strong southeast wind, how could they race the speed of the sea of fire burning in the dense grass?

And the wind swept through the dead grass, and one huge meteor after another flew in the sky, passing the fleeing centaurs, and once again igniting a line of fire in front of them.

One sea of fire after another continued to burn, and finally connected into one huge sea of fire after another, engulfing the 200,000 soldiers of their own tribe, engulfing the millions of cattle and sheep that followed behind, and engulfing the 700,000 herdsmen who drove the cattle and sheep, and taking advantage of the unstoppable south wind, it continued to burn north to north, and then to the north, until it burned to the sky.

When Qin Liang felt the southeast wind rising, he immediately sensed the existence of danger, and then did not hesitate to order the generals and servants who followed him: "Hurry up and cut all the grass around and dig a pit here." ”

Although everyone was puzzled why the master suddenly gave such a strange order, the master's orders had to be carried out.

All the people jumped off their horses and began to harvest this man-high thatch frantically, and if there was no sickle, they used the sword in their hand, and if there was no sword, they pulled it out with their hands.

Even if everyone tried desperately, Qin Liang still thought that they were too slow, and lost his Shiwen, punching and kicking, so that his subordinates could speed up.

While desperately urging his subordinates to operate, he stood on tiptoe and looked south.

It was only half an hour before the last thing he wanted to see appeared, a thick smoke appeared in the south, and then a wall of fire rolled towards it like a flood of beasts.

Then he was pained to see that his ally, the banner of the Great Lady of Pontus, was ignited by the flames and became a torch in a short time.

The pit had been dug, and at this moment he saw a horse of a divine steed, covered in smoke of flames, carrying his master, rushing towards the place where he had already harvested an empty field, and the rider on it, with the golden helmet on his head, made him recognize that this was his ally Pontus.

So he pounced on it, regardless of life and death, knocked over the war horse, and then grabbed the fallen man, jumped directly into the dirt pit, and shouted to his servants and servants: "Bury us, bury us quickly, and then press the face of the bundu with his hand into the hole in the reserve, and cover his nose tightly."

The dirt fell on them one after another, burying them in the dirt in an instant.

I don't know how long it took, Qin Liang arched his body with difficulty, arching the hot soil covering his body. Shaking violently the dirt from his head, he finally breathed in fresh air, which was scorching, with a strong smell of ash, but more importantly, a strong smell of roasted meat. That kind of incense is a weird fragrance that makes people feel sick.

After shaking and shaking his drowsy head, he suddenly remembered his allies, and as far as he could see, there were charcoal-burned corpses all around, and there was not a single living person, so he himself frantically picked up the dirt, pulled the pontus out of the dirt, and then beat it up and down.

The zombie-like Bendu coughed violently under his punches and kicks.

Looking at Pontus, who was coughing violently, Qin Liang sat on the hot ground and burst out with hearty laughter. As long as Bendu is still alive, his plan for the Qin State has not failed.

While laughing, he trembled and pointed to the south: "Zhao Xing, you are really too vicious, you regard the common people in the world as ants, aren't you afraid of heavenly punishment?" Well, in this chess game between Zhao and Qin, you are better than me. However, as long as this piece of Pontus does not die, we will reopen the game and play another game. ”

Bendu, who had his eyes closed, heard this, and suddenly felt infinite sadness, and suddenly understood that daring to love himself and his brother was just a chess piece in the game between Qin and Zhao, two chess players.

Hate the Central Plains. Bendu hated it, but he understood more that as a chess piece, he must have the perception of a chess piece, and as a chess piece, he can't influence the thinking of a chess player.

With his eyes closed, he secretly made up his mind: "I must work hard, left and right chess players." ”

Zhao Xing is already a god, and he has been rumored to be a god by the south wind. Everyone does not doubt that Zhao Xing can communicate with the heavens, and he is the god that everyone really sees. Among the Linhu people and Zhou people in the Hetao, Zhao Xing not only saved his life, but also destroyed his biggest enemy with a fan, and was already a god higher than King Linhu, and was worshiped by everyone. Even King Lin Hu had to be respectful when he saw his original help. And those leaders of various departments, in front of Zhao Xing, all knelt willingly to deal with it.

When Zhao Xing's four-wheeled carriage was walking on the road, Zhao Xing enjoyed this feeling very much when he saw that all the soldiers on the side of the road immediately lowered their heads and bowed down reverently. There is no need to explain the problems of natural science to them, because in this era, all people's belief in ghosts and gods is much more stubborn than their belief in science.

On the third day of the fire, King Linhu saw that the rebels had been burned and could no longer stand up, so his conscience found that he and his various tribal leaders ran to Zhao Xing, and begged Zhao Xing to collect the southeast wind, and then borrow the northwest wind to extinguish the fire. Otherwise, Lin Hu would have been burned extinct.

Zhao Xing also accepted it when he saw it, and then observed the weather, felt the moisture in the air in the south wind, and according to scientific principles, this fire made the hot air rise, and there would inevitably be a heavy rain. So, Zhao Xing, who had to do enough to play the role, said with an angry expression: "Do you think God is for me to drive casually?" Do you want any wind? Are you kidding? ”

King Linhu and the leaders of the tribes trembled with fear.

Then Zhao Xing put on a compassionate expression: "For the sake of Lin Hu's future strength, I caused such a killing, God will punish me." However, good people do it to the end, I go to ask the ancestors, please accept the south wind to change the north wind, and then give us a rainstorm to extinguish the fire. ”

Such a promise simply made King Lin Hu unbelievable, and all the people couldn't believe that Zhao Xing could really do it.

So just when everyone was worried about the letter, after Zhao Xing contributed ten gold beads to the sky, in the evening, in the second half of the night, the south wind really stopped, and turned to the northwest wind. And with the northwest wind, it was a rare late autumn rainstorm in a century, which completely extinguished the sinful fire of the grassland.

In the worship of tens of thousands of people, Zhao Xing opened his arms and promised loudly: "I let the grassland have this catastrophe, I will compensate you, I will make the grassland next spring more lush than this year." ”

Nonsense, the corpses of hundreds of thousands of people, the nourishment of the corpses of hundreds of millions of cattle and sheep, coupled with the fertility of the dense withered grass after it was burned, the most important thing is that this late autumn is full of rain. This grassland, according to science, nitrogen, phosphorus, potassium and protein, humic acid, all the necessary nutrients for plants are available, and in addition to this moisture-preserving rain, next year's pasture will not grow crazy, and there will be a ghost.

A fire, the vast land is so clean.

Zhao Xing didn't feel a little guilty about his sins, because the brick family of later generations told him that this was for the great national integration, and the merit was immeasurable.