The snow was falling heavily, and the wind was so strong that it swept the snowflakes all over the sky, and the whole night sky turned white.

Xu Zizhen stood in the net-shaped hanging basket, with a hot air balloon suspended in the air on his head, today's weather is very helpful, it doesn't matter if the snow is big or not, the key is that the wind is very powerful now.

North wind, standard north wind.

There is a weather vane in front of the basket, the arrow points steadily to the south, Xu Zizhen is now in the air at a height of several hundred meters, and under his feet is a dark plain, and he can't see anything, of course, the people on the ground can't see him.

But he knew that the land under his feet was very lively now, Wu Song and Bu Fen were leading people around to suppress the "soldiers", and the Jin people's method of hiding troops in the village in the north of Huining Mansion just gave them a good opportunity, and each camp was far away from each other, and the horse thieves of the Shenji Battalion liked this kind of raid style the most.

Suddenly, dozens of lives were harvested under the knife in the blink of an eye, and then quietly left, disappearing into the night.

Xu Zizhen said that this is called guerrilla warfare, which is most suitable for such terrain and troop arrangement, and they have sleds, and they run after fighting, and it is difficult for war horses to run in such weather.

"Ahh ……”

There was another scream, a golden soldier fell to the ground, his eyes were round, looking at the sky, he didn't think about it until he died, it should be the safest rear, and it was such a ghost weather, it would actually be touched by the enemy, and the hundred people they were stationed here were killed in the blink of an eye.

He didn't bat a glance and wanted to ask God what was going on, but there were only endless snowflakes in the sky, and if he could see any further, maybe he could see dozens of strange balls flying overhead.

In the hanging basket of the hot air balloon, everyone stood there quietly, but silence does not mean calm, and the blood of all of them was boiling at this moment, because they were flying, and everyone's eyes were eagerly looking downward, eager to fly over the imperial city immediately, and then fall from the sky to kill all directions.

Bao'er took the telescope and observed, there was nothing to point in the direction in such a dark night sky, and the only reliable thing was the palace, because the people in the city would not light up the lights in the middle of the night, and only the palace would have a bright and unextinguished light.

"Uncle, let's go into the city." Bao'er also looked very excited, pointing to the darkness under the hanging basket and said.

In addition to the palace, there is another place where there will be light, that is, the city gate, in order to prevent the enemy from attacking the city at night, so the torches on the city gate are lit all night, but it shows Bao'er a direction.

Everyone looked down with their fingers, and the ghost could not see a single one, but they were still very excited, because once the city wall was passed, the palace would not be far away.

It's just that they can't help but feel a little regretful, because today's north wind is too strong, and the journey of more than ten miles seems to have taken more than ten miles to arrive, only Xu Zizhen is secretly nervous.

There are still twenty hot air balloons of this size, and if the wind is not strong enough, this little black fire oil will not be enough for them to float above the palace.

At this moment, one of the horse thieves in charge of shaking the bellows shouted: "Old Xu, there is not enough oil." ”

Xu Zizhen raised his eyebrows and said, "Shake it slowly, try not to sink too much." ”

He had been to Huining Mansion, and he had a good idea of how much distance there was between the palace and the north gate wall, and now he had just passed the city gate, and if he descended at this time, he could not reach the palace, but could only fall on the street.

The bellows stopped temporarily, the flames on the flamethrower shrank into a flame, and the hot air balloon suddenly began to sink, and then Xu Zizhen shouted again: "Shake again, let him rise!" ”

"Good!"

The thief shook his arm and shook the handle without saying a word, and the flames sprang up again in an instant, and the hot air balloon rose again into the night sky, sliding forward a considerable distance under the agitation of the wind.

But there wasn't much oil in the oil pot after all, and the thief, though he kept an eye on the amount of oil, watched as the flames began to grow smaller and weaker.

"How long will it last, and how far will it go?" Sweat began to permeate the horse thief's forehead.

Xu Zizhen's nerves also tensed, took the telescope in Bao'er's hand, and looked forward by himself.

The flames on the flamethrower had almost turned back into flames, and the wind whistled past your ears, a sign that the balloon was beginning to descend rapidly.

"Hold on! Resist! You resist Lao Tzu! ”

Xu Zizhen's eyes looked straight ahead, muttering to himself, and his teeth creaked.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed in the telescope, Xu Zizhen's mind boomed, one hand grasped the edge of the hanging basket, and the other hand clenched the telescope to find the light just now.

Got it!

Not far ahead, maybe a few hundred meters away, not one, but one, and the whole piece was lit.

The flames had been completely extinguished, the oil in the oil pot was finally exhausted, and the rapid fall of the hot air balloon made the light in Xu Zizhen's eyes clearer and clearer.

Xu Zizhen didn't say a word, staring at the distance of the light.

Three hundred meters!

Two hundred meters!

One hundred meters!

Closer, closer!

At this time, the hanging basket was only a few dozen feet away from the ground, if it weren't for the palace of the Golden Palace, it was not too high, but I was afraid that the bottom of the hanging basket would have to rub the roof.

Xu Zizhen has seen clearly what that piece of light is, it is a wind lamp, hanging high on both sides of a wide passage, Xu Zizhen recognized it at once, this is the Jin Emperor Wu begging to buy the outside of the palace, the passage leads to the palace gate to the south, and this area is also the place where the most forbidden troops are.

It's just that Xu Zizhen's mouth has a relaxed smile, and his tense nerves have also relaxed, because this light is in front of his right, that is to say, now his feet are in the depths of the palace, where Emperor Wu beggars to sleep.

"Ready!" Xu Zizhen put away the binoculars and threw a rope at his feet down the hanging basket, one end of the rope was tied to the hanging basket, and the other end hung down.

He took out a cloth belt, wrapped it around his left hand a few times, and then pulled out the knife with his right hand, shouting, "Down! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned over and jumped out of the hanging basket, grabbed the hanging rope with his left hand, and slid down rapidly.

There was a knot at the end of the rope, and soon, Xu Zizhen slipped to the bottom, his palm stopped tightly, and when he looked down, the ground was in front of him.

With a soft sound, Xu Zizhen jumped down, and after rolling with the momentum, he stood firmly, he looked around vigilantly, and found that this was an empty courtyard, which seemed to be very remote, even the snow on the ground was thick and uncleaned, and there were a few broken empty wooden cars parked there by the wall on the side.

After a series of landing sounds, Bao'er and the other eighteen people also jumped down.

Xu Zizhen determined the direction and was about to walk towards the courtyard gate, but suddenly heard someone outside the door shouting in surprise: "Look at the sky, what is that?" ”