Traditional Chinese wooden buildings have a variety of benefits, such as earthquake resistance, heat insulation, easy access to materials, and fast construction speed.

But there are two sides to the story. Traditional wooden buildings also have fatal disadvantages, such as fear of fire, insects, and moisture. In particular, the fire caused most of the great buildings in Chinese history, such as the Qin Afang Palace, which was built with the strength of the whole country, the Tang Daming Palace in the capital of the Huanghuang Heavenly Empire, and the Qing Yuan Ming Palace, which was extremely luxurious, were destroyed in the raging flames.

Because of this, in Zhu Pingjian's previous life, the remaining wooden buildings of the Tang Dynasty have become national treasures, and there are only a handful. As for the traditional wooden buildings before the early Tang Dynasty, none have survived.

In Zhu Pingjin's current life, the common people were afraid of fire, and the gentry were afraid of fire. Even if it is as expensive as the palace of the emperor and the vassal king, it is also afraid of fire.

The Fengtian Hall of the Imperial Palace in the south and north of Beijing has a tragic history of being burned by lightning. Zhu Pingjin's family's carrying hall also could not escape the doom. A fire in the Wanli period burned down the main hall of the Shu Wang's Mansion and the wings of the left and right side halls, and the sky-high fire burned for three days, and the billowing black smoke rose for five days! In the aftermath of the fire, the wide Carrier Hall Square was transformed into a smoking dump of ruins. Fortunately, there is still a considerable distance between the carrier hall and the surrounding hall and the Chongxin hall behind it. This fire did not burn down the entire outer dynasty of the Shu Palace!

The most effective way to control the fire in a wooden building and reduce damage is not to water the fire, but to demolish the house. Once the fire gets out of control, it is necessary to clean up the combustibles around the burning house and remove a fire barrier that is wide enough before the fire spreads. After the combustibles in the fire barrier are burned out, the flame is extinguished naturally.

But even if the fire barrier is wide enough, there are times when it fails.

The wind was the first accomplice. Changing the direction of the wind often blows the fire to the most dangerous places; The strong wind will add more fresh oxygen to the flames, making the combustibles burn more violently, releasing the high temperature that ignites everything in a short time......

Terrain is the second accomplice. When a building at a low level catches fire, it exposes the building at a high level to high temperatures. As soon as the high temperature exceeds the ignition point of the wooden structure, the wood will spontaneously combust without fire. Even with a fire barrier, the thermal radiation of the flame transfers heat......

The thousand-year-old town of Yuxichang is now facing the same terrible fate.

What is even more terrifying, however, is all her constituent features and man-made measures, not to prevent fire, but to hasten the fire.

Sandwiched between green mountains and green waters, Yuxi Farm is limited by the narrow terrain, and the houses on the street are heavy with eaves and tiles; The undulating slope of the terrain makes the houses in the town overlap in height. If a house is on fire, if it is not extinguished in time, the fire will quickly spread to the neighbor's house. If it is no longer controlled, then the entire street, or even the entire city, will be reduced to ashes in a very short time.

Sadly, there was still wind, and it was a southerly wind blowing into the town.

The southerly wind blew the flames from the periphery of the fishing creek into the town, accumulating the heat emitted over the town. A large amount of hay and firewood, which had been prepared in secret in advance, became the best fire-starter. And the vegetable oil and gunpowder hidden in the hay and firewood flowed all over the ground because of the thugs' smashing pots and cans. When the rockets of the officers and soldiers fell from the sky, these things immediately played their intended effect. The flames were blown by the south wind, carrying the scorching air to the center of the town, where the houses were densely populated, and soon the fire began to spread in all directions.

However, man-made disasters continue.

Just as the fire broke out on the periphery, the officers and men in the core position almost simultaneously condescended and fired into the town

Out of the rocket.

The north and south sides of the fire collided head-on, raising the center of the fire to a temperature that could melt the steel and stone. The scorching air was blown by the wind, forming a wall of storm fire. This wall of storm and fire swept through everything, and everywhere it went, it was in ashes!

Yuxichang has become an erupting volcano.

……

The sudden burst of fire in the town stunned everyone on the battlefield.

The orange flames spread horizontally, enveloping the lower places, and from the bottom to the top, the color gradually lightened, and the brightness changed from small to large, forming a piercing bright yellow fire head over the town. The fire rolled, swayed, and snorted, sending a thick column of black smoke into the sky. The black smoke was dispersed by the chaotic wind, spread, and was collected by the surrounding mountains, so they had to smear the green mountains indiscriminately and hurriedly flee to the higher sky.

The fire was like a wall, blocking Zhang Zuokai's view. His eyes could not see through the fire to see the houses in the core position.

He didn't know if Li Xiangchun could escape with Ma Gan, and he didn't know if Ma Gan would be like those stupid nerdy civil officials, trapped in the fire and meaninglessly sacrificing his life for righteousness.

Zhang Zuokai was uneasy.

If Ma Gan really died, Zhang Zuokai would not be able to escape the punishment of the imperial court, and the wealth and army he had accumulated in his life would also be wiped out.

However, even if he regretted it, he couldn't do anything to make amends. The fire is kindled, just like a married woman, who spills out of water, and everything is out of control. The thug may choose to retreat, but before he retreats, the only thing he can do is to stick to the spot!

Xing 100,000 Hu Jiusi was also stunned.

This kind of fighting style of the officers and soldiers was something he had never encountered in the past few years.

In the past, the officers and soldiers were always careful to protect their own food and food routes, and they were even more reluctant to bear excessive casualties. Whenever there were two or three wounds, the officers and soldiers always took the lead in withdrawing from the battlefield and returning to the news site to rectify and replenish. If you can't grab food, you will starve to death, this is the iron law of the survival of the local tyrants, so it is always them who have nothing to fight for their lives on the battlefield.

Today, however, he was destined to be unable to grab anything. Do you still have to fight to the death with the officers and soldiers in front of you who will not retreat for a pile of ashes? Do you want to die with Bai Jiaolong, Zhang Xian and Wang Youjin who were trapped in the fire with the officials and soldiers?

In just a few moments, the decision was made after thinking about it. We must immediately withdraw and flee northward, slipping into the heavy mountains at the junction of Sichuan and Shaanxi, which cannot be touched by the officers and troops. Whether it is Bai Jiaolong, Zhang Xian and Wang Youjin, they are all taken away. Even if they escape in the future, they can't blame themselves. Who made them jump into the fire pit by themselves, not knowing whether they would live or die?

Cheng Weiguo, who was sticking to the barn, and his fewer and fewer subordinates were even more stunned.

Countless flying sparks passed through the not-so-distant space distance and reflected on Cheng Weiguo's eyes, burning his eyes painfully and burning him inside.

He could see it very clearly, it was Li Xiangchun leading Zhang Zuokai's family to set the fire.

At the moment when the flames rose, Cheng Weiguo felt that his body and blood were burning together!

The banner of the Tyrant waved again. This time, however, not for the attack, but for the retreat. The thugs surrounding the barn looked at each other and began to slowly retreat. But they retreated faster and faster. When the banner straightened and moved quickly into the distance, the rioters had already thrown down their weapons, spread their feet, and ran desperately.

The retreat of the tyrants turned into a rout.

The battle is over.

Cheng Weiguo was not glad that he had picked up a life today, but felt that he had lost hope in life again. He clung to the potholed earthen wall, supporting his crumbling body. The dry and charred soil, under Cheng Weiguo's five fingers like eagle claws, peeled off and sprinkled under the root of the wall.

A breath of injustice, with hatred and violence, poured out of his chest and rushed out of his throat. It pierced the air, stirring over a battlefield that was suddenly as quiet as night.

"Ahh

Cheng Weiguo's voice became more and more high-pitched, and finally turned into a roar in the sky.

"Ahh Five acres of land! Lao Tzu's five acres of land! Zhang Zuokai set fire and burned it down! ”

"Your mother is a lonely person who no one loves and no one loves, five acres of land is a lot! Lao Tzu's family of fourteen, a full seventy acres! A veteran behind Cheng Weiguo sneered hatefully.

"In order to keep his family, Zhang Zuokai sold our brother again!" Another veteran scolded.

"Zhang Zuokai became a deputy general by betraying his brother!"

"Betray! He betrayed our blood! ”

In the courtyard of the barn, in the ruins of the earthen wall, veterans, recruits, auxiliaries, all those who had just experienced the catastrophe of life and death, were gossiping, venting their anger to the fullest.

Cheng Weiguo jumped off the earthen wall, opened his mouth wide in a hoarse voice, and made the loudest sound in his dry mouth as much as possible: "Take the springboard and attack!" You can't let the thugs run away! ”

"Beat away the local tyrant first, and then go back and clean up Zhang Zuokai, the bastard!" The veterans mobilized all the guards and auxiliaries.

At this moment, a new recruit from the guard was kneeling in the dust, clasping his hands together, and whispering prayers to God.

"God, I beg you! Let's rain and put out the fire! ”

The prayers of the new recruits in the guard were exchanged for a heavy kick from the old battalion soldier on the buttocks.

"Phew! It's raining now, and it's late! ”

……

The soldiers in the barn set up a springboard to attack. The officers and soldiers of Yuxi Temple also opened the temple door to attack. At the same time, the officers and troops of Jinbaozhai who occupied the key points north of Yuxichang and the people were also attacking. However, the fleeing thugs ran fast. They threw down all their supplies, the wounded, the women and the children, and fled north, regardless of the circumstances. Except for the attack force of Jinbaozhai intercepted and killed some of the lone local rioters, the other attack troops did not win.

The fire in Yuxichang continued to burn, announcing her death to the world beyond the mountain with billowing black smoke.

As night fell, the flames gradually went out. Soon after the cool breeze in the mountains brought a little fishy smell, a sudden night rain in Bashan enveloped the undulating land.

This rain is not like the coming of spring rain, but more like the farewell of winter rain.

The cold and biting raindrops soaked all the objects in the field, including the officials and thieves who were still fighting desperately on the Bashan front. The rain kept falling and became heavier and heavier, and by the next morning it had become a torrential downpour. The muddy and slippery battlefield brought great trouble to the actions of both sides of the war. And the sudden drop in temperature has made the soldiers exposed to the battlefield suffer even more.

A fire in Yuxi Field turned the tide of battle dramatically.

On the night of the first day of the second month of the fifteenth year of Chongzhen, whether it was the national protection army, the official army, or the local tyrants who stayed on the battlefield, they all had to face the choice that Yuan Keyi, the tiger had faced.

Is it a war?

Or withdraw?

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