At this time, the main building of Dutingyi had been burned into a huge torch.

A few Han officials of the Jin Kingdom who did not dare to jump down from the upper floor howled bitterly in the flames, making the final footnote to this sudden killing.

The New Army soldiers piled up all the Tartar corpses they could find into a small mound, and finally placed the bloody head of the Magic Tiger Gao Qi on the top of the knoll.

Since most of the Tartars were killed by the first wave of 10,000 enemies, and the ensuing fires prevented the New Army soldiers from searching for their bodies, there were actually only a dozen corpses in this small Kyoto Temple.

This made Xu Shiyang a little regretful, so he cut off the whip of a certain Tartar again, and wrote a line of big characters on the outer building where the Golden Gun Class lived with their blood:

Murderer, Juzhou Xu Shiyang!

was demoted from Ban Dingyuan to Wu Song, which made people a little unhappy.

Doledole

Xu Shiyang knocked on the door of the Golden Gun Class with some bad intentions:

"We're leaving, you guys will come out to put out the fire, don't burn it elsewhere."

……

Wen Ji took more than 50 green-skinned thugs and went straight to Dutingyi.

In fact, he gathered more than a hundred people at first, but as soon as he heard that he was going to fight the Tartars, about half of them slipped away halfway.

This made Wen Ji very annoyed, after all, these people usually call him brothers, and he never skimps on money, inviting them to eat meat and drink wine, but when it is really time to use it, they actually want to slip away!

This kind of scene reminded Wen Ji of the previous ......, well, specifically, fifteen years ago, when the Wen family followed the imperial court and fled to Jiangnan in embarrassment.

Along the way, the Jurchen Tartars pursued the emperor's guard of honor, while the Praetorian soldiers who guarded them continued to flee in all directions – just as they do now.

In the end, it was Wen Ji's eldest brother who made up his mind on behalf of the emperor, and he led a dozen truly loyal soldiers and the Wen family's own subordinates to turn around on a hill with the emperor's honor guard.

The attention of the Tartars was attracted away, and the old emperor and the Jianxing Emperor, who was still the crown prince at the time, escaped because of this, but Wen Ji's eldest brother ......

His eldest brother returned to the Wen family two years later, after the end of the first peace talks with Jin Zhou, with only a dried head.

Wen Ji will never forget the back of his eldest brother when he resolutely took the emperor's honor guard to the place of death.

Just now in Xiaofan Tower, when he knew that Xu Shiyang left early to go to Dutingyi to fight the Tartars, in a trance, he suddenly felt that Xu Shiyang's back of leaving overlapped with his eldest brother.

"Big brother, wait for me, I'm here to help you!"

Along the way, Wen Ji kept talking to himself, which was not only to cheer himself up, but also to strengthen the hatred for Tartar that he had buried deep in his heart, but never dissipated.

"Who? Come out! ”

Suddenly, a thug who was following Wen Ji stopped, and by the way, he pulled Wen Ji and pulled the young master of the Wen family behind him.

This thug is one of the most determined people in the team, and he is also the person with the best kung fu and the most important in Wen Ji.

Now it seems that at least this reaction speed is worthy of Wen Ji's previous efforts.

A tall figure gradually appeared in the dark alleyway ahead, this person was wearing a green shirt similar to that of a scholar, but his body was stained red with blood, even if he was a dozen steps away, he could still smell the disgusting smell of blood.

The man walked straight to this direction with a sneer, and behind him, a dozen heavily armed men emerged from the night.

These people exuded a heavy killing intent all over their bodies, and there seemed to be a sneer on their faces, like a group of evil ghosts who had just crawled out of the eighteenth layer of hell!

"Who are you!? Stand there! Don't come! ”

The leading thug held a long stick in front of him, and shouted:

"You're welcome to come over again!"

At this time, Wen Ji pulled out half of his head from behind the thug and asked suspiciously: "Is it Brother Shiyang in front?" ”

Hearing this, the demon team stopped.

"Brother Wen Ji?"

The person who came was Xu Shiyang.

He thought that the first one to greet him should be the catcher or official army of Lin'an Mansion, but he didn't expect it to be Wen Ji.

And looking like him, he gathered a group of rabble to help him, right?

It's really thanks to him that he recognized himself earlier, Xu Shiyang made up his mind to resist arrest just now.

Anyway, the burning of the Duting Station will stimulate the Great Zhou Dynasty Hall enough, and it will not be bad to kill a few officials and military officials or something.

However, after recognizing Wen Ji, Xu Shiyang was still a little moved - at least there were still real resistors in this big week, even if he actually caught up with this battle, it wouldn't help much.

"Brother Wen didn't drink two more drinks in Xiaofanlou?"

Xu Shiyang grinned and said:

"Could it be that the two girls in Hengbo are not to Brother Wen's taste?"

Wen Ji didn't pay attention to Xu Shiyang's jokes, he hurriedly asked:

"Brother Xu, did you go to Dutingyi just now?"

"Ah, yes, just came back from there." Xu Shiyang replied nonchalantly.

"What was the result?"

"What was the result?" Xu Shiyang smiled and opened his arms, allowing Wen Ji to carefully see the blood stains on his body: "Can't Brother Wen see it?" ”

"Now, there's nothing left to do it."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden sound of bangbang around them, and then the surrounding houses gradually lit up, and someone shouted on another street:

"It's on fire! It's on fire! Hurry up and put out the fire! ”

"Huh? Where did the fire start? The silent night was filled with the screams of the people, and countless figures poured out of the gate of their houses, carrying wooden basins or buckets, and ran in the direction of the Duting Station under the leadership of the chief of the guard.

In this era, Lin'an City is still dominated by wooden buildings, and urban fire protection is a big problem, so the Lin'an Mansion attaches great importance to this aspect, and the chief of each lane is usually ordered to clarify the responsibilities and determine the manpower of the alley.

Xu Shiyang half-tilted his head, listened carefully to the direction of Bangzisheng, and after a while, he pursed his lips and said dissatisfiedly:

"Isn't that group of rubbish in the Golden Gun class even able to control the fire? He still wants to disturb the people. ”

The Dutingyi in Lin'an is actually quite far from the residential area (presumably to prevent conflicts between foreign envoys and Lin'an residents), and even if it is burned to ashes, it should not expand the fire.

Now calling people to put out the fire, it must be that the people of the Golden Gun squad plan to behave well after they are gone, in order to reduce their responsibilities.

Maybe they will also blame the fire for the total destruction of the Jurchen envoys?

Xu Shiyang pouted.

How's that going to work? Wouldn't it be impossible to publicize your achievements?

"All right, everyone, let's go home."

Xu Shiyang waved his hand to the last thirty or so people who were following Wen Ji (he ran for nearly twenty as soon as he appeared just now) and said:

"There's nothing going on here, it's just that there's a little fire on the side of Dutingyi, and the people inside are dead, and you can't save anyone now, let's go back and rest, it's hard tonight."