Jizhou Mansion Yali lives in the Liao State wolf lord royal brother Yelu Dezhong, a prince-level figure, the security level of the residence is quite high, there are soldiers patrolling inside and outside, carrying blades, holding torches, patrolling meetings, maybe there are some secret sentinels in the dark, masters.

Xuanhe is a master of boldness, and his light skills are also few enemies, and the tight lining of Zhou's body is neat, with high cuffs, stepping and twisting his waist, flying up the wall with a bang, jumping into the courtyard, and landing without sound, not even a grain of dust rises, which shows how high the light skill is.

Xuanhe hid his body in a small bamboo forest in the palace, poked his head out and looked left and right, and saw that there was no one around, Xuanhe first took a small pebble and threw it out, the pebble rolled on the ground for a long distance, Xuanhe saw that no one reacted, so he bowed, walked quickly under his feet, and turned to the backyard.

This is where Xuanhe is smart and clever, throwing a pebble first is a clever performance, in case there is a secret post of the Liao army next to him, first use a pebble to explore the way, so that he will not be discovered by the enemy in the dark as soon as he goes out, delaying the big thing, this smart and clever, delicate and cautious heart, is where Wang Yue trusts him.

Xuanhe turned to the backyard, and quietly avoided the patrol of the bright and dark sentry along the way, and came to the backyard granary, which was close to the firewood room of the Jizhou Mansion, which happened to be a good place to set fire.

Xuanhe didn't rush to set fire, because the current time was still a long distance away from the third watch, and Xuanhe went to the warehouse to find two barrels of fire oil, which was on fire, and it was definitely a necessary tool for setting fire.

Sprinkle the fire oil all over the firewood house, granary, etc., and then sprinkle a little fire oil in the important places in the government, and now everything is ready and only the east wind is owed.

"Who? Who's on the house? Just when Xuanhe had just finished arranging and was about to set fire, suddenly there was a loud shout next to him, which startled Xuanhe and fell off the house.

Xuanhe looked at it and saw a big man in the middle of the courtyard, more than a zhang high, no different from the iron tower, wearing iron armor, holding an iron rod with the thickness of a bowl, fierce and vicious.

The big man shouted so loudly, now the middle of the night is the time when people are asleep, the silence at night is incomparable, this loud shout, all of a sudden alarmed the Liao officers and soldiers of the Jizhou Mansion, each with a blade, all of a sudden hugging over.

Xuanhe didn't look good, his heart was not too late, it was important to do the right thing, he took out the fire fold in his arms at the moment, and threw it into the granary at once, the granary was sprinkled with fire oil, and when it touched the open flame, it was a skyrocketing fire.

In addition, the wind is also very strong tonight, this wind borrows the fire, the fire helps the wind, and there is the help of fire oil, and it takes a moment of effort, the entire Jizhou Mansion is shrouded in fire, the fire continues to spread, and even the surrounding houses are lit, and the sound of shouting and crying is endless.

"Catch me the thief who set the fire, quick!" The tall tower-like man slammed the iron stick in his hand sideways, pointed at Xuanhe and shouted through gritted teeth.

"Kill, catch him."

"Brothers, rush me!"

A group of Liao soldiers shouted to kill Zhentian and rushed to Xuanhe, and Xuanhe pulled out the sharp knife behind his back at this time, put it in his hand, and flew towards the Liao army.

Rushing into the crowd of the Liao army, it is really like a tiger going down the mountain, a dragon going out to sea, the tiger enters the flock, a sharp knife in his hand flies up and down, out of nowhere, it is really like chopping melons and vegetables, killing the Liao soldiers on their backs, and they can't resist it.

"Little thief, bring me my life!" The big man in the iron ride shouted, separated the crowd in front of him, carried the iron stick, and hit Xuanhe with his head and cover.

Xuanhe was watching and listening to all directions when he was in the melee, and as soon as the tower man came over, Xuanhe knew, his body flashed, dodged the big man's iron stick, and then jumped up, and the sharp knife in his hand went straight to the throat of the big man.

Don't look at the tall man of the iron tower, but his body is very flexible, he jumped to the side, dodged Xuanhe's sharp knife, shouted loudly, and smashed the stick.

The two of you have been going back and forth, fighting for nearly forty or fifty rounds, Xuanhe is light and dexterous, and elusive, while the big man of the tower is open and close, taking a fierce path, and the two of them are helpless for a while.

Seventy rounds later, Xuanhe's figure flashed, dodged the iron stick, flashed behind the big man, the sharp knife in his hand was horizontal, Xuanhe was ruthless in his heart, and a knife pierced the back of the big man's heart, directly into the heart of the big man, the tower-like big man pounced on the dead body and fell to the ground, seeing that he couldn't live.

At this time, Yelude, the royal brother of the wolf lord of the Liao State who lived in the Jizhou Mansion, had already been moved to a safe place, surrounded by a large army, and stepped up protection.

"Did the thieves who set fire to the Jizhou Mansion catch it?" Yelude sat on the Luo Circle chair, unhurried, without any expression on his face, and asked the generals of the guards on both sides of the tea bowl in his hand.

"Also...... Not yet, it's being arrested. A forty or fifty-year-old Liao army general next to him bowed down and replied.

"Isn't there General Huang? Where is he? Jerod asked again lightly.

"General Huang has been killed and killed by thieves." The general replied again.

"What?" At this moment, Yelu couldn't sit still, let out an exclamation, and suddenly stood up from the chair: "Rice buckets, a group of rice buckets, hurry, go and transfer all the troops of Jizhou Mansion, I don't believe that I can't hold a small arsonist."

"Yes." The middle-aged general clenched his fists, answered, turned around and walked out.

General Huang in Yelude's mouth is the iron man killed by Xuanhe, surnamed Huang Tianbao, nicknamed the Golden Stick General, the royal brother Yelude's henchmen general, a big iron stick in his hand has few opponents, and he didn't think that he died under the knife of the prodigal son Xuanhe today.

Jizhou Mansion was so troubled by Xuanhe, and the entire Liao army in Jizhou was dropped, that is, even the 1,000 defenders of the horse farm next to Jizhou were transferred to 800.

Xuanhe was fighting, there were countless corpses of the Liao army lying in front of him, seeing that there were more and more enemies, and gradually his forehead and the tip of his nose were sweating, and he couldn't support it, thinking that it was almost, looking at the number of Liao troops in front of him, he felt that the Liao army in Jizhou had almost been killed, and he knew that his task was completed.

Xuanhe's body shook, snatched a high-headed horse from the Liao cavalry next to him, pumped the horse's buttocks, and the war horse under his crotch was in pain, Herody neighed, raised his four hooves, and rushed out of the crowd.