Wang Meng woke up from his sleep, he just dreamed that the Zhou army had to withdraw because of the exhaustion of food, suddenly his heart palpitated and woke up, he pulled out a dagger from under the pillow, and lay down on the couch to listen to the movement outside the room.

After listening for a while, he didn't find anything abnormal, put the dagger away, Wang Meng closed his eyes but couldn't sleep, and after a while, he simply got up and asked people to light a candle to read at night. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After the Zhou army captured Jiangzhou, the land connection between Lingnan and Jiankang was basically broken, although the post envoy could go to Jiankang by Fengzhou, but the road was far away and the road was rugged, and it was not as fast as taking the sea route.

In order to prevent a shipwreck on the way to Jiankang, Wang Meng specially sent people several times, but now there is not a word from Jiankang.

What the hell is going on?

Maybe it's because of the north wind, so the ship goes north against the wind, so it goes slower? Or was it so unlucky that the ships were shipwrecked?

Could it be that the meaning is not enough, and the ministers around the official family deliberately withheld the emergency documents?

Thinking of this, Wang Meng was a little helpless, Shen Keqing and others, who were favored by the official family, had bad character and were complete villains, and it was not without precedent for concealing the chapter.

However, he has already instructed the envoys to prepare the "meaning and meaning", and those who should be dredged in Jiankang must be dredged, and these messengers are all reliable people, so it is said that it will not be so.

Could it be that the situation on Jiankang's side is not good?

This possibility makes people restless, Wang Meng thought about it carefully, and felt that it was unlikely, now that Zhou Guo is not caring for the national strength and blatantly attacking the south, it will probably be able to sweep Huainan Prefecture, as for crossing the river to attack Jiankang, it is not easy to think.

He felt that as long as the imperial court dealt with it effectively, it would be able to block the Zhou army north of the Yangtze River, and as for the upper reaches of Jiangzhou and Ba, Hunan and other places, I was afraid...

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, Wang Meng didn't know what the war situation was in Bazhou and Hunan Prefecture, the last time he received the news was half a month ago, when an envoy from Xiangzhou came to report, saying that the Zhou army had captured Bazhou Prefecture and governed Baling.

From Xiangzhou to Zhenyang, because of the fall of Qujiang, the post envoy had to take a bend around the water, so the news brought was lagging behind, so Wang Meng preliminarily judged that Xiangzhou Prefecture was now surrounded by the Zhou army.

In this way, the land of Baxiang and the land of Jiangzhou in the middle reaches of the Yangtze River have fallen, even if Jiankang in the lower reaches repels the attack of the Zhou army, without the supply of grain and grass from the prefectures and counties in the Dongting Lake and Pengli Lake areas, how long can the Chen State last?

Once some things are thought about, it is easy to make people desperate, Wang Meng rubbed his temples and forcibly stopped his thoughts, this kind of thing can only be thought about later, and now all he can think about is how to keep Zhenyang.

There was a faint whisper outside the room, as if someone was talking about something, Wang Meng heard the words and blew out the candle and got up quietly, put on his clothes and pulled out his saber, and walked lightly to the window.

After listening to the movement for a while, and making sure that the person who spoke was not by the door, he opened the door and walked out: "What's the matter?" Why the noise? ”

The attendant who was on night duty in the courtyard turned around and saluted when he heard the sound, and then replied, "Lord Lang, there is something abnormal in the sky. ”

When Wang Meng heard this, he looked up at the night sky, and saw that there were several guest stars in the sky full of stars crossing the sky from north to south, but when he looked closely, he felt that there was something wrong with this guest star.

The so-called guest star is a meteor, Wang Meng has seen a meteor, and he feels that what he sees now is a little strange, and he looks at it more and more like...

"Could it be a sky lantern?"

A retinue's self-talk reminded Wang Meng that he had let go of the sky lantern when he was young, so the scene in front of him became more and more similar, but now it is not a festival, who will put the sky lantern in the middle of the night?

"Did you just notice a sky lantern?"

"Lord Lang, there have been several sets of lanterns in this day, and after flying over the city, they went south to the camp on the south bank, and somehow they burned down and fell."

The camp on the south bank, burned down and fell, and the few numbers made Wang Meng a spirit: the sky lantern came from the north, which was the direction of Zhouying, and it was easy to catch fire when the sky lantern was released, could it be...

How is this possible!

Even if the Zhou army released a sky lantern, blew it to the south bank camp in the southern suburbs of Zhenyang with the help of the north wind, and then let it fall with the flames to set it on fire, but the success rate of this method is very low.

Even if the Zhou army released a hundred sky lanterns, after floating such a distance, the sky lanterns that could just fall into the camp were probably no more than one percent.

Maybe you are lucky enough to set fire to your house, food and grass, but the fire that has just started will soon be extinguished, and although this method of arson is very novel, the effect is like tickling the boot, what use can it be?

Attacking the camp with sky lanterns, I'm afraid Zhou Jun really can't think of a good way, so he can only rush to the doctor and gamble with this ridiculous trick.

Wang Meng picked up his knife and turned around to go back to the room to rest, when at this moment, the entourage exclaimed: "Fireflies, there are so many fireflies!" ”

Following the prestige, Wang Meng's face froze, because he saw that many fireflies appeared in the night sky in the north, flying densely into the sky, looking very spectacular.

But the season is not right, fireflies mostly appear at night in summer and autumn, how can there be so many fireflies in the field now?

After stopping and watching for a while, everyone's faces changed greatly, because they had clearly seen that the countless bright spots coming south along the north wind were not fireflies but sky lanterns.

Countless sky lanterns converge into a river, and the light covers the sky full of stars, and more and more sky lanterns rise, drifting south along the north wind, like a brilliant star (Milky Way), across the north and south of the night sky.

They never imagined that so many sky lanterns could float into the sky at the same time, and there could be such a spectacular scene, as long as they saw it once, they would never forget it.

"Oh my God, what's going on? How can there be so many sky lights? ”

A whirlwind blew, a fire flickered in the sky, dozens of sky lanterns burned, and the wreckage fell with flames, one of which happened to fall in the courtyard where Wang Meng and the others were.

The attendants brought buckets and scoops to extinguish the burning sky lanterns, and one person stepped forward to inspect it, and used a wooden stick to pick out a smoking pine resin from the wreckage.

"Egg-sized pine resin, how much does it take to use this..."

In the exclamation, Wang Meng was dumbfounded, he had just roughly estimated that if Zhou Jun set the sky lantern on fire, it would probably not be more than one percent that could successfully fall into the camp, and now, the sky full of sky lanterns is probably tens of thousands.

No, such a spectacular group of sky lanterns, I'm afraid there are more than tens of thousands!!

"It's falling, it's falling!!"

Following the prestige, I saw that on the south side of the sky, the continuous sky lantern group burned one after another, and countless fires poured down like rain, more than half of them fell on the bank of the Zhenshui River, but there were also a small number of fire rains that happened to fall in the camp on the south bank.

The fire was great, it was the camp that began to burn, Zhenyang City, which was in the upwind direction, could already faintly hear the noise from the direction of the camp, Wang Meng looked at the south in a daze, and the saber in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

This.... How is this possible....

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The camp on the south bank of Zhenshui, in the sky-high firelight, countless people ran and shouted, and suddenly the rain of fire ignited the camp tent, grain and grass, and the fire spread rapidly, so that many sleeping slang and wingmen were buried in the fire without knowing what happened.

The fast-moving people rushed out of the burning tent, rushed to the place where there was no fire, pushed each other and some fell to the ground, and were trampled by the people who followed, and at first they could cry hard, but the sound gradually became inaudible.

In the firelight, it was no longer possible to distinguish who was the handsome man and the subordinates of the cave master, the leader could not find the small soldiers, the small soldiers could not find their companions, and most of them were like headless flies scurrying around, panicking.

Countless stars floated in the sky, and then turned into flames and fell head-on, although most of the flames fell outside the camp, but such an unbelievable scene made the slang and wingmen tremble in fright:

This is what Zhou Bing is doing, summoning the heavenly fire to burn us to the ground!!

The whole camp is like a boiling porridge in a mess, and the slang and cave masters of the various families are no longer able to control the situation, and even Chen Fozhi, the assassin of Xihengzhou, and Feng Xuan, Gao Liang, who are sitting in the camp, are powerless.

Cutting down many panicked soldiers, the bloody heads still could not calm everyone down, all they could do was to gather people to go to the river to fetch water to put out the fire, but when the slang soldiers took various tools to the west of Qinshui to fetch water, the mutation protruded.

There were many strange things floating on the water, and there were cyan ghost fires on them, which looked very strange, and in these ghost fires, human figures could be faintly seen.

It was a pale man, with empty eyes looking at the slang and wingmen by the river, two blood marks flowing from the corners of his eyes, holding a short spear and a long knife in his hand, first throwing a short spear to kill, and then howling and rushing to the shore to cut down when he saw someone.

"Hell... Ghost soldiers!! ”

Many of the slang soldiers were so frightened that they sat down on the spot, the smell of urine overflowing from their crotches, and they ran backwards with their hands and feet with rolling belts, and the panic spread like ripples.

In the shadow of the forest, Zhou Faming, who did not look like a human, silently recited a sentence of "Amitabha" in his heart, waved the long knife in his hand, and beckoned his subordinates who were also pretending to be ghosts to rush into the enemy camp with him!! ”

The history of the marching chief? So what, I came to Lingnan to kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions, and being a prison soldier is just by the way!