Chapter 290: Please enter the urn

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Under the sun, many things are delicately revealed, even if they hide from one person's eyes, they can't escape everyone's eyes.

But in the dim light, there are some details that are not so easy to detect......

At this time, the sunset had been setting for some time, although the surrounding objects could still be seen in general, but it was already dimmed, Zheng Wei's soldiers shouted frantically, while rushing into the city gate, almost no one paid attention to what was under the feet that were a little soft and made some small sounds......

After entering the city through the West City Gate, it is the East and West Street, although it is called the main street, but because of the terrain restrictions, it is not as wide as Luoyang Street, there are about four more carriages wide, that is, up to ten cavalry can drive side by side.

On both sides of the street are residential houses and a small number of shops, the structure is somewhat similar to that of the post house, all of which are repaired with half wood and half stone and mud, because of the overall terrain restrictions of Hangu Pass, the construction is relatively dense, and there are almost no gaps left between the houses.

This leaves room for Fei Qian and Zhang Liao to be used......

Hangu Pass was an important transition station for the transfer of materials from Luoyang to Chang'an, and because of the garrison of Guo Pu, it also hoarded a lot of materials, grain and grass.

When Fei absconded for his life before, he hesitated outside the public treasury, and he didn't want to burn it all, but just lit a pile of hay piled up under the outer wall of the warehouse.

I didn't expect this thought to come in handy today.

This little bit of kindness of Fei Qian, leaving behind the supplies needed; And Zhang Liao used killing to get together some of the manpower he needed......

Zhang Liao's more than 100 war horses, whether they were unwilling or not, were sturdy cameos who pulled the cart once, and almost all the hay in the public treasury was transported, so that the auxiliaries were paved within 100 meters from the city gate to the street.

The guards of Hangu Pass who were guarded in the school yard before, Zhang Liao could not be used.

In order to prevent these soldiers from thinking about anything they shouldn't have, Zhang Liao directly carried out tithes on the school ground, and it was up to them to carry out the ......

The drawn ones are tied up in a row, and then each of the so-called lucky ones will come up and stab them!

After Zhang Liao's expressionless face cut down more than a dozen soldiers who were unwilling to step forward and stab their colleagues, the heads rolling all over the ground finally crushed the psychology of those so-called survivors......

In the interval between the battle and the time when Fei Qian and his soldiers fought the city wall, Zhang Liao used the extra 100 soldiers and the remaining 300 auxiliary soldiers from the previous battle to not only pave this section of the street close to 100 meters with hay, but also sealed the doors and windows of the houses on both sides of the street with wooden planks or tightly blocked with grain bags, forming an artificially built urn city!

As for the residents in these dwellings, they had already been driven by Zhang Liao to the mansion of Zheng Guanling in the inner city, and those who refused to leave were killed on the spot......

In this case, Zhang Liao knew that a little mercy was cruelty to himself and all friendly troops.

Although Zheng Guanling's mansion was partially burned by Fei Qian before, the foundation is still good, with high walls and deep courtyards, driving people inside, locking the door, and sending four or five soldiers to guard it.

"Ignition!"

Zhang Liao ordered.

The soldiers on the side hurriedly lit the two wagons full of hay on their sides with torches, and the dry hay burned almost in an instant......

Although he couldn't bear it, the soldier put the blindfold on the horse and slashed it on the horse's buttocks!

The horses of the two carriages could not see, and they were in pain, and they felt the heat behind them, let out a long neigh, and opened their four legs, carrying the blazing hay wagon, as if dragging two huge fireballs towards the Zheng troops who poured into the city gate!

The soldiers who were running along the east and west streets towards the city suddenly saw two burning carriages rushing towards them, and the soldiers who rushed to the front almost stopped in fright, and hurriedly hid on both sides, only to find that both sides of the street, whether it was the door or the window, were actually nailed to death by wooden boards!

Before they could figure out what to do, the two burning carriages arrived in a blink of an eye, and the blindfolded horses, unaware of the presence of people in front of them, rushed forward with their heads covered, and crashed into the crowd in the middle of the street with a bang, and after knocking a few soldiers away, the horses could not control their bodies, and fell to the ground, and at the same time overturned the wagons full of burning hay, and the burning hay was like a flower of flame that suddenly bloomed, scattering and splashing, and igniting wherever it fell......

Hay grass, clothing, hair......

Everything that could be burned burned at this moment, and the flames jumped and flew wildly, painting this hundred-year-old ancient pass with bright and bright colors.

Fei Qian on the city wall took the remaining soldiers, divided into two sides, almost at the same time as Zhang Liao lit the carriage, he also tried his best to throw the hay lit on the city wall to both sides of the city gate, and immediately cut off the Zheng Wei troops who entered the city into two sections, especially the crash bracket and wooden stake that collapsed near the city gate before, although it was the damp wood that was cut today, but under the burning of many forages, finally some small branches began to burn, and then ignited bigger and more wood, The entire city gate was in flames......

This is also thanks to Zheng Yan's shoddy workmanship, if there were not so many branches and forks on the crash that were not completely cleaned, it would not be easy for Fei Qian to set these paralyzed crash cars on fire, especially to ignite only one bare thick wooden stake.

But now, these branches and leaves that were originally used to protect the people who crashed the car have now become the best combustion, and under the continuous burning state, these small branches eventually burned into a piece, and because of the damp wood, a lot of smoke was emitted, and even Fei Qian and others above the city gate choked and coughed, not to mention the people near the city gate......

Once the heavy wooden stakes burned, it is difficult to even try to move them, let alone do such a thing in the smoke.

On the city gate, Fei Qian and the others forcibly endured the smoke, threw down all the hay accumulated on it, and then fled from the smoke one after another.

Fei Qian had been smoked into tears, but when he saw the Zheng soldiers trapped by the fire on the streets below the city, he finally took a long breath......

"Hit the mark!"

Zheng Yi's soldiers suddenly realized this problem from the ecstasy of breaking the door, this huge emotional contrast almost crushed their last trace of strength, originally supported by crazy emotions, squeezing potential, but now they found that the original thought fruit of victory has become an illusory bubble......