"Fire attack?"

Although there are only two words, these two words represent an unusually tragic ending.

Chen Zhi couldn't help but gasp and said, "Your Highness, can you think about it, does this hurt the peace of the heavens?" ”

"What they do is hurting the heavens, and doing it alone is doing the right thing for the heavens!" Hearing Chen Dao's words, Liu Xie said disapprerovitically.

He is a person who has died once, how can Liu Xie, who is a person in two lives, care about anything that hurts Tianhe.

Seeing that Liu Xie's mind had been decided, Chen Zhi no longer argued anything.

After meeting with Xu Huang, Le Jin and others, Liu Xie told everyone his thoughts, and everyone had the same expression as Chen Zhi.

But fortunately, they are all relatively young and bloody, and they are excited when they are provoked by Liu Xie.

Only Ding Yuan was a little older, and he was a little worried when he heard Liu Xie's decision, but he had to nod his head in agreement after Liu Xie's insistence.

Seeing that everyone had unified their thoughts, Liu Xie was greatly pleased.

The so-called thought is the forerunner of action, and only when everyone has a unified mind and a common goal can we give full play to the greatest synergy.

At the same time, what Liu Xie did not expect was that Liu Xie's leadership and credibility had been substantially improved in this matter.

In the dead of night, the moon hangs high.

Under the moonlight, a group of people moved forward, and the howling north wind directly completely covered the footsteps of everyone.

In the depths of winter, the night is even colder, and many people in the crowd tie their scarves around their necks from time to time to ward off the cold brought by the north wind.

Along the way, there are a lot of dead branches and leaves scattered on the ground, and people walk over and make "crunch" and "crunch" sounds from time to time.

Approaching the top of the hill, the pace of the team gradually slowed until it stopped.

"Action!"

With Liu Xie's order, Xu Huang, Le Jin, Xu Rong, and Ding Yuan each led their headquarters to surround the entire mountain from all sides, waiting for the order of the final general attack.

Liu Xie looked at the mountain, but he was a little apprehensive in his heart.

After all, there are hundreds of lives on the mountain, which are about to be turned into ashes under his own orders, and there are hundreds more lonely souls and wild ghosts in this world.

But when he thought of the tragedy in the village before, Liu Xie's eyes were more determined.

At this time, on the top of the mountain, there was a mess everywhere.

The Yellow Turban sergeants were already drunk, lying in a mess.

From time to time, someone is whispering, and some people even make a "hehe" laugh in their sleep, which is somewhat weird with the howling north wind.

And the sergeant who was on patrol at night was also asleep for a large part at this time, and his awake eyelids were also fighting wildly, and if anyone approached at this time, he would find that this person still had a flush on his face and the smell of wine that had not dissipated.

After another fight with his eyelids, the sergeant slowly opened his eyes and glanced around.

Suddenly, I saw something that seemed to flash in the darkness, and I was immediately happy: "Who the hell is this?" ”

As he spoke, he saw the sergeant holding the ground with a long knife, slowly standing up, and was about to look again.

Who knew that the bright light just now suddenly turned into a little starlight, and it rained like rain from the sky.

The sergeant thought that he had drunk too much and was dazzled, so he rubbed his eyes and looked again, and found that it was still the same, but the fire became clearer and clearer, and he was suddenly drunk and taken away by cold sweat.

"Enemy ......"

Before the word "attack" could be uttered, a rocket pierced the sergeant's throat.

Dense rockets were scattered on the hill, and in addition to some of the Yellow Turban sergeants who were still asleep, they were shot or wounded on the spot, but more rockets were scattered around, igniting the tents of the Yellow Turban Army and the dead branches and leaves on the ground.

Many of the Yellow Turbans died in their sleep, while the rest woke up from their sleep, accompanied by a noisy sound of escape, scurrying around like headless flies.

But the raging wall of fire had already blocked their way, and the sound of crying father and mother was endless.

The fire wrapped the whole mountain, like the gossip furnace of Taishang Laojun, but the difference is that this is a purgatory on earth.

Listening to the screams from time to time on the mountain, there were also Yellow Turban soldiers rushing out of the flames, but their bodies were already covered with flames.

There was even one of them, running in the direction where Liu Xie was.

Originally, Chen Zhi was still ready to fight, but this person was engulfed by the fire on his body before he was halfway through, and the screams before he died were extremely painful, and when he fell to the ground, he stretched out his right hand and wanted Liu Xie to save him, but everything was in vain.

Then it became a flame, crackling, and the body after death was still convulsing, apparently burning the last muscles and nerves to death.

"Shoot the arrows!"

A small number of experienced Yellow Turban sergeants still united and rushed down the mountain in order to survive.

finally crossed the raging fire, but was waited for by Xu Huang and the others' team, all of them were killed, and no one was left.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Liu Xie's face was expressionless, and there seemed to be no waves in his heart.

Liu Xie didn't know if he hated this group of Yellow Turban soldiers very much or if he had become hard-hearted and could deal with it calmly in the face of burning so many people.

As time passed, the screams of the Yellow Turban sergeant became quieter and quieter, gradually replaced by the "crackling" sound of the fire burning.

Thanks to Liu Xie's previous warning to everyone to prevent the Yellow Turban Army from escaping, some of the sergeants cut a huge firebreak by cutting down trees, because of the howling north wind, several times the sparks on the mountain fell near Liu Xie and them, almost ignited, and the loss was extinguished in time.

Under the control of Youxin, the wildfire on the mountain gradually burned out, revealing a bare and black mountain bag.

The previous hundreds of Yellow Turban troops had long since disappeared at this time, turning into piles of black charcoal on the ground.

Liu Xie ordered the sergeant to extinguish the embers on the mountain, and when he encountered the Yellow Turban Army who had been burned black and were still convulsive, he ordered to mend the knife, which could be regarded as giving them a final pleasure.

After making sure that none of the Yellow Turban Army had escaped, Liu Xie sighed slightly, stood on the top of the mountain with his hands in his hands, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and was silent for a long time.

The self who was a human being in two lives, from a good law-abiding citizen in his previous life, to his current self who burned and killed hundreds of people without blinking an eye, has indeed changed too much.

This change is more of a mentality, and the identity of the son of the Spirit Emperor has completely stimulated Liu Xie's ambition buried deep in his heart, so that Liu Xie has the capital to compete in the world.

The world is free to do whatever I want, and my every move, word and deed may affect the lives of hundreds of people, just like today, so that Liu Xie's understanding of power has reached a new height.