Tanggu County is a large county in Liangzhou, and it is a turnover station connecting Kang, Ding, Sichuan and the rest of the surrounding counties in Xining. At the same time, it is also a county with rich coal resources, and basically every household does not burn firewood, but burns coal.

Every autumn and winter, a lot of mined coal is transported from Tanggu County to Xining, and even to Chang'an, the capital of Great Xia. At this time, it was autumn, and there was a large batch of high-quality coal to be transported in Tanggu County, but unfortunately, before it could be transported, it was besieged by the Mengyuan army.

The reason why Nakatsuna thought of the plan to burn the city was because there was enough coal in the city, otherwise firewood alone would not be able to make the whole city burn.

When the entire Tanggu County turned into a sea of fire, the soldiers of Meng Yuan, who had just rushed into the city and plundered everywhere, suddenly panicked, and one by one they could no longer care about the items they had snatched, so they rode their horses and ran out of the city.

When he went out of the city gate, he was hit in the face. The retreating Liangzhou army, under the leadership of Xiong Feibai, killed back again, blocked the city gate with archers, and all the Mengyuan cavalry who rushed out were killed by random arrows.

The drawbridge was also cut again, and even if Meng Yuanjun wanted to make a big move and block the arrows with his shield, he found that he couldn't cross the moat, so he had no choice but to run towards the city wall to prevent himself from being burned.

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Zuo Xiang Yelu Zijin's face changed drastically, and he said urgently: "Great Khan, quickly withdraw!" If you don't leave, it will be too late in a while. ”

Munch was also panicked when he rode on the jade lion of the night, and he no longer had the triumphant look he had just now, and kept shouting: "Go, retreat towards the east gate." ”

With a flick of the horsewhip, the jade lion ran wildly and galloped towards the other end of the street. Behind him were hundreds of monks and guards.

Suddenly, he heard a loud shout from Sanger behind him, "Be careful! By the time Munch reacted, his body had already flown out like a cloud.

"Smack!" "Smack!"

As Munch rode past his window, he leaped out of it, knocking him out with a thunderous slap and slamming the other into the face.

"Mahamudra?" Sanger's calm face suddenly became gloomy, and he stared at the visitor closely.

With the help of Sange's palm, Jangchen Gyatso took a few steps back, dodged to Munch's side, reached out, turned his palm into a claw, and was about to grab his head. If he was caught this time, Munch would definitely have a few finger holes left on his head.

"Hugh has to hurt my family Khan!" In a hurry, Arslen flew out of his hand with the scimitar in his hand, spun and slashed at Gyatso's neck.

"Escort!"

Yelu Zijin shouted, drew his sword and flew up. Although he is a literary minister, he has also learned a good martial arts with his elders since he was a child, and he is also regarded as a second-rate master in the rivers and lakes.

Although he knew that he was no match for the comer, he thought that it would be good to be able to contain him for a while, even if he died, he could not let the Great Khan be assassinated by the assassins in front of his eyes.

With a move of the iron plate bridge, he leaned back, avoiding the oncoming scimitar, slapped his right palm on the ground, and several small stones instantly grabbed his hand, and with a flick of his fingers, a stone bounced Yelu Zijin's sword high.

It's just a delay, but the best time to catch Munch was missed. Munch spat blood, rolled over to his feet, and stepped back.

Sanger's steps were fast and connected, blocking in front of Munch, the five fingers of his left hand pinched the seal, and his right hand pushed a palm, "The dragon is like a palm." ”

He took a deep breath, his chest bulging suddenly, turning his claws into fists and facing Sange.

"Bang", a strong air flow drifted in the middle, and the two of them each took a few steps backwards.

He felt that the back of his hand was numb and weak, and then he looked at the sleeves of his monk's robe, which had been shattered by the strong force, and scattered in the air like butterflies.

He glanced at Sanger, and except for a few steps back, he was unharmed. His face was pale, his eyes shone with resentment, and he said in a loud voice: "Good! What a move! I didn't expect my brother to pass it on to you. ”

Sange clasped his hands together and pronounced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, little uncle, why do you cling to the past and refuse to give up." ”

Jangchen Gyatso snorted coldly, "Give up? What you said sounds good, if I ask my senior brother to give up the Snowy Realm Divine Palace and no longer take charge of the Tantric Sect, would he be willing? ”

Sanger was silent, just standing in front of him, not letting him get close to Munch.

Jangchen Gyatso suddenly laughed and said, "Sange, do you think you can save Munch by stopping me?" Although my mudra is not as good as your dragon elephant, it is not something you can easily save. ”

"What's more," Gyatso looked back at the burning Tanggu County, and quickly retreated under his feet, and his voice came from a distance, "This city has fallen into flames, and if you don't escape, I'm afraid that the Buddha will come and won't be able to save you." ”

Sanger's face changed, and he hurriedly looked back, only to see Munch's face pale and his breathing weak. Sanger tore the clothes on Munch's chest with a brush, only to see a black palm print on his chest, and the five fingerprints were clearly visible.

"Poison Palm?!" Sange pulled out his legs and chased in the direction where Jangchen Gyatso left, "Little uncle, leave the antidote and leave." ”

"What should I do?" Alslen looked at Munch, whose face was gradually gray and his breath was unstable, and asked repeatedly.

After all, Yelu Zijin is the left minister of the Mengyuan Empire, and he has been through major events for a long time, so he said calmly: "Take the Great Khan out of the city first, and then think of a way when everything is outside, otherwise there is only a dead end to stay here." ”

Alslen nodded repeatedly, "Okay, I'll break out with a big sweat on my back." With that, he carried Munch on his back, rode on the jade lion of the night, and headed towards the east city gate.

Yelu Zijin turned back to the monks and soldiers, and said, "Now Master Sanger is going to chase the assassins, just in case, please guard one after the other to prevent assassins from sneaking up." ”

The leading monk put his hands together and said, "Zuo Xiang, please rest assured, the poor monk will sacrifice his life to protect the Great Khan out." ”

No one noticed that a strange little flying insect was hovering above their heads for a long time. At last he retracted his wings, landed in Munch's hair, crawled down his forehead, reached the nostrils, and slipped through it.

The strange thing is that as the little bug disappeared into Munch's body, the black palm print on Munch's chest was slowly fading, and his breathing was gradually becoming more stable, but his eyes were still tightly closed, and there was no sign of waking up.

The flames burned more and more violently, and along with the raging flames, there was black smoke in the sky, which shrouded the sky over Tanggu County like a dark cloud. Many of the Mengyuan soldiers who inhaled the black smoke began to cough violently, shortness of breath, and gasp.

Even some of the soldiers, who were not burned by the flames, fell from their horses, rolled their eyes, and grabbed their throats with their hands, like fish out of water, and gradually lost their lives.

Afterwards, according to the statistics of the Mengyuan army, there were more than 30,000 cavalry in Tanggu County at that time, of which more than 8,000 died in the fire, less than 3,000 were really burned to death and shot to death by the Liangzhou army, and the rest were poisoned by poisonous smoke.