"What does the thief want to do?"

Standing on the tall Jixian Drum Tower, looking at the array of huge bed crossbows, Gao Yingxiang had a feeling of unease, and this feeling spread rapidly, until Gao Yingxiang's fiery heart fell into the ice cellar.

"What is the thief going to do?" This question, in fact, was just asked by Gao Yingxiang, and he didn't want to get an answer from his subordinates.

However, he had a gut feeling that disaster could happen imminently, and that retaking the four walls was the key to avoiding it.

"Hurry, hurry, everyone hurry up and organize people to recapture the city wall, hurry." The Daoist Zhang who was closely following behind Gao Yingxiang was already pointing at the sections of the city wall with a pale face at this time, and his thin fingers were already trembling.

Gao Yingxiang looked at the gaffe of this hidden brain in surprise, and asked in surprise: "Why?" ”

However, the answer was immediately given by Lu Shi's men on the four city walls.

"Boom, boom, boom." Four earth-shattering explosions sounded at the four city gates of Ji County, and four huge pillars of smoke immediately rose up at the four city gates, in the black pillars of smoke, dark red flames twisted and circulated, like four huge dragons, hideous, fangs and claws rushed straight to Xiaohan, with this huge fireworks, followed by four earth-shattering loud noises, the huge explosion, and the invisible shock wave, almost made the entire Ji County bumpy, this tall drum tower was also trembling and crumbling in this loud sound, Gao Yingxiang couldn't stand, As soon as he sat on the ground, the other poles turned into gourds rolling on the ground one by one.

Gao Yingxiang didn't wait for the shaking to disappear, he got up with a disgraced face, clung to the creaking drum tower, and shouted with a pale face, "Come on, quickly organize people and horses, and grab the city gate at all costs, hurry-"

He already knew what the thief Lu Shi was going to do, he had already deeply felt the state of mind of the turtle in the urn, and he also felt the huge and hideous pressure of the difficulty, and he was rushing towards him.

But by the time he was making his last struggle, it was already too late, too late for anything.

A burst of screams rose into the sky, above the heads of all the people who were still dizzy, the screams came to their faces, the sky was dark, Gao Yingxiang and others looked up with their big mouths open, and what they saw was a huge figure of a spear in the sky, and almost all of the guns were tied to the explosives bags they were most familiar with, and they smashed down overwhelmingly.

The rumbling and violent explosion sounded throughout Ji County, and the sound was indescribable with a resounding sound throughout the world, and everyone felt that the sky was falling, and the world was over.

This is the power of the explosive pack, this is the result of Guangwu at all costs, in this violent explosion, there are many packages shot into the city by the bed crossbow, but although those explosive packs do not have the original power, but what he spilled out is even more terrifying and terrifying.

When Daoist Zhang saw the broken medicine bag that smashed to the ground, and the yellow whirring thing that flowed out, his heart was completely cold, because, with Taoist knowledge, he knew that it was enough sulfur and manganese to burn everything.

Daoist Zhang pointed to the distant city wall, and cried out: "Lu Shi, little thief, aren't you afraid of heaven's curse?" This is against people, against people. Then, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person collapsed with a bang.

Yes, it really violates the people, this is the burning of Ji County, this is to burn the hundreds of thousands of rogue troops who have just poured in, no, it is the elite of the hundreds of thousands of righteous soldiers who have burned them down. How can this not violate the conscience of heaven and earth?

The fire, soaring and ignishing, just little by little, as the flames continue to rise, those who are in a panic on the pole, struggling to rescue and extinguish, but it is definitely not a flame that human beings can remedy, Ji County, the ancient city built of ancient bricks and stones, slowly turned into a sea of fire, yes, a sea of fire.

Hundreds of thousands of elite poles were still struggling to save at the beginning, but later, they already knew that their efforts were irreversible and had become a fact, just like at the beginning, everyone already knew that the subordinates of the thief Lu Shi could no longer save the fall of Jixian.

The fire, which had already begun to spread, to all the houses, to all the temples, to the offices, to the whole neighborhood, to almost everything, burning, burning violently with the help of the gunpowder and sulfur that was still being thrown by the thieves, even the bricks, the roads, the stones, and even the air.

More than 100,000 horses, at this time they were suddenly discouraged, and now, they gave up the plan to put out the fire, and began to rush to the four city gates desperately.

However, everyone was disappointed, because when they rushed to the city gate, they found that the city gate had collapsed, and it really blocked all the ways out.

At this time, when everyone is desperate, another emotion begins to generate, it begins to spread, it begins to ferment, and it begins to spread boundlessly - madness.

In order to stay alive, they began to go crazy, without purpose, without a goal, without a little direction, shouting meaningless syllables, crazy, headless flies like flies running around, hoping to find even a little way to survive in this sea of fire.

Have it?

No, because, the whole of Ji County, including almost all the stones, began to burn, burning until they burst, burning so that birds began to fall in the cold sky of winter.

Life - no more.

All the ways of life were blocked by Guangwu and his brother.

"Uncle Guangwu, are we too much?

Erlang looked at the burning Jixian, looked at the bigger and bigger fire, and asked Guangwu beside him with palpitations.

Guangwu took a step back, not afraid, but unable to stand because of the flames, but still said to Erlang: "Are we cruel?" Looking at the brother who was trying to avoid the flames, he suddenly asked loudly and hoarsely, "Am I cruel?" It seems to be asking others, but it seems to be asking yourself: "Am I cruel?" ”

Seeing that no one agreed to him, in fact, everyone was frightened by his appearance.

The cloak was scattered, like a mad tiger, his eyes were blood-red, and his face was full of green tendons, which was no different from the devil from hell.

"I'm not wrong, because, if we don't annihilate the elite of the Liukou, then, such a tragedy will be staged in our base area, I have seen our base area fall in the sea of flames and blood, such a tragedy will be staged over and over again, such a tragedy will be staged on our base fathers, at that time, do you still look at me like this?"

There was silence, only the walls began to make bursting noises under the scorching flames, and then, when the people began to dodge, and then, after they could not dodge, they began to jump out of the walls, yes, if they did not jump out, then the scorching flames could completely burn and melt everything, and at this time, no one doubted the result.

At the end, Erlang grabbed Uncle Guangwu's hand: "Jump with me, it's too late if you don't jump." ”

Guangwu shook off Erlang's hand, went up and kicked Erlang directly outside the city, and then, regardless of his life or death, he just stood on the city wall that was already in the flames and began to collapse, facing hundreds of thousands of elite poles, running and shouting in the flames, watching the most elite hundreds of thousands of coalition troops about to disappear, and watching the Liukou who would no longer threaten the base area disappear, shouting and laughing.

At this time, there was no one on the entire city wall, only Guangwu Shawl, in the scorching flames, his hair and beard had begun to curl, and his clothes had begun to burn, but he was still holding his unique broadsword, standing at the head of the city, looking at the Sichuan Qiong, and shouting loudly: "With my sin, in exchange for the blessing of tens of millions of people, King Chuang, you forgive me——"

A burst of flames rushed to his face, and Guangwu immediately turned into a handful of ashes.

(The number of words in this chapter is less, but I really can't write it down, because, I really can't bear to write it, please forgive me, although, the station doesn't allow me to be free) (changed three times)