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It's already the third watch, Liu Yong and others have been fighting for most of the night, and they are all tired, especially Liu Yong, who is basically lying down, if he is not finally carried by Zhong Zhao and running, he basically can't move, this physical quality is clear at a glance. But even so, what also makes these guys admire is that Liu Yong is obviously not a practitioner, but he still ran for most of the night, and his skills are obviously average, and he killed all the way, with a quick knife in his hand, the people who died in his hands were not less than others, and even more than many people. At this moment, everyone is covered in mud and blood.

Five teams of people gathered, after counting the loss of eight people, the others were happy, with the loss of eight people has killed nearly a thousand people is enough to shock the world, but Liu Yong is not happy, he doesn't want to lose everyone.

Tonight is the beginning of the month, there is no moon in the sky, and Cai Maojun is not familiar with geography, so he still loses eight people under such a favorable time and place, which makes him very reluctant.

The stars in the sky blinked, and they were playful in silence. The wind was blowing, the wild grass was swaying back and forth, and the trees that began to sprout but did not have a few leaves whined in the wind, and the chill of the night was even worse.

"It's a little cold tonight, but it would be nice if I could bake a fire." Said a person next to him.

"Hmph, will you give you another pot of wine?" Another quipped.

"yes, you can bake it...... Fire is ...... Well, fire? Liu Yong was suddenly stunned.

Liu Yong actually laughed, not worrying at all that someone with Cai Mao would listen to it. "Yes, fire! Ha ha...... It's fire! ”

In the middle of the night, a loud laugh can almost scare people's souls and seven souls, and in this empty mountain field full of black tree shadows and half-human deep barren grass, it is even more terrifying. The sergeants who were resting everywhere were also frightened, and a few of them stood up and almost ran away. After reacting, the eyes that looked at Liu Yong were almost red one by one. If his eyes can turn into blades, Liu Yong can definitely feel what it means to cut a thousand knives now.

Liu Yong reacted, his face was filled with a crazy smile, but it gave people the feeling of crying, fortunately, no one could see it when it was dark.

"Ahem, a team, go and gather all the people in Zhoucang and gather here."

A few people took advantage of the night to go away, and soon all traces were covered by the night and the sound of the wind.

About half an hour later, a group of people came to the scene, and in the night they looked like evil spirits from hell, all with blood spots on their bodies.

"Lord, so-and-so is here, it's really cool to kill a good woman tonight, haha......" Zhou Cang's armor was also stained red with blood, but there was no one of his own. Seeing that Zhou Cang was fine, Liu Yong was also a lot more relieved.

Liu Yong looked at the group of sergeants who had just come over not far away, and asked Zhou Cang, "Do you have any losses over there?" ”

Zhou Cang turned his head and said, "More than twenty brothers died, but we killed at least five hundred officers and soldiers, at least enough for this." ”

Liu Yong looked at the sky and sighed: "It's a pity for these brothers." ”

"Well, then let us the living go and send a memorial service to the souls of the dead brethren in heaven." Liu Yong stood up slowly, looked at the direction of Cai Mao's camp, and stood quietly, not knowing what to write.

The crowd all turned their heads to look at each other, revealing the excitement of eager to fight.

"Lord, what do you want to do, you can give the order!" Without waiting for Zhou Cang to speak, a sergeant next to him stood up and said, as if he was going to go there to drink wine and eat meat.

"Hehe, I let you go now, kill the enemy, do you still have the strength to kill? How many can you kill? Liu Yong looked at the sergeant with a smile.

"Lord, as long as you give the order, Lao Tzu...... If I go, I'll at least kill enough. The man was about to burst into foul language, but suddenly felt disrespectful to Liu Yong, so he quickly changed his words and said with a dry smile.

Liu Yong patted the sergeant on the shoulder heavily: "You are all our treasures, even if you exchange one for a hundred enemies, I can't bear it, I don't have the ability to save you if you die." Take another break for a stick of incense and listen to the order. ”

Everyone was curious, how could an immortal kill an enemy? But Liu Yong didn't say it, and they had no choice, so they had to rest patiently, anyway, it wouldn't be long for a stick of incense.

"Lord, it's time for a stick of incense." Zhou Cang came over and said.

"Okay, Zhou Cang, what do you think of the wind tonight?"

"Wind? It's big, but it's still a little cold at the beginning of spring. Zhou Cang was puzzled by the second monk who was asked by Liu Yong.

"If this wind is a leaf floating in the air and does not land, how far can it fly in an hour?" Liu Yong continued to ask.

"How can the leaves not fall to the ground, even if they don't fall to the ground, they will fly with the wind, about three hundred miles." Zhou Cang scratched his head and replied with some puzzlement.

"Haha, that's enough." Liu Yong patted Zhou Cang and smiled.

"Listen to the order: From here, five miles upwind of Cai Mao's camp, every group of five people, ten groups of one mile, set fire at the same time, go, and then come and gather."

"Set fire? …… It's good to set it on fire...... Haha......" Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they were overjoyed, laughing and leaving.

After a while, I saw Zhou Cang raising a fire, and the fire was like a faint star in the sky that could fall at any time, flickering. Then one faint star after another appeared, and soon many appeared, like the eyes of a beast that chooses to devour people in the night.

"Set fire!"

One tongue of fire appeared, two ...... Soon, dozens of tongues of fire appeared, taking advantage of the wind to rush out, like dozens of hellish fire beasts appearing in the world. The spark has been burned.

In the early spring, the grass and trees have just begun to sprout, and the barren grass of the last year has dried up after a winter, and now it is a fire that burns quickly. The fire took advantage of the wind, the wind helped the fire, and for a time the smoke filled the sky and rushed downwind.

Cai Mao was drinking in the camp, and was attacked several times tonight, and the north and south men and horses went out of the camp to pursue, but only two teams caught up with the enemy, only killing dozens of people, and more than 1,000 people on his side have become dead corpses, and the loss is not small. This person is cunning and cunning, and his shots are extremely ruthless, and now he can't be killed, and he has already formed a suspicion, it is difficult to ride a tiger, and he is in a dilemma. Cai Mao didn't know what to do.

"Report—" A report rang out.

"General, it's not good, it's ...... outside" A sergeant rushed into Cai Mao's tent and knelt down in front of him.

"Bastard thing, how is it bad? Shout at will, disturb the morale of the army, come on, pull me down and behead me. Cai Mao was depressed, and when she heard the sergeant shouting, she was very displeased, and her anger soared instantly.

"The general spares his life, the small one really has something to report, there is a fire in the field outside the camp, the fire is coming to the camp, the general retreats quickly, otherwise he will not be able to leave." The sergeant was in a hurry, and he didn't care about killing his head, so he hurriedly said.

"What? How could this be? Cai Mao couldn't believe it. Run out of the books to check.

As soon as he came out of the camp tent, he saw that the wind was removed, and the fire was all over the sky, and the fire reflected in the sky, and the smoke and dust had drifted to the barracks. At this moment, the wind is tight, and with the wind speed at this moment, the fire can rush into the camp for dozens of breaths.