Tonight's weather is exceptionally dry, and the gentle breeze during the day has all disappeared without a trace, and all the dry and uncomfortable Yellow Turban soldiers are naked, picking up things everywhere and fanning desperately, trying to make themselves cooler. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Han Yuan, who walked quickly to the gate of the southern city, was also hot, you must know that after several battles, he had plundered a lot of luck, and now the boiling qi and blood were rolling and flowing in his body, and he couldn't stand the heat, so he couldn't help but tear open his collar and untie the strip of cloth tied to his head.

"It's strange, it's still early in summer, why is it so hot tonight, there is no wind at all."

Wiping a handful of sweat from his forehead, Han Yuan couldn't help but suspect in his heart, but after experiencing all kinds of ghost weather in later generations, he was only curious about this kind of weather now, after all, people's emotions have joys, angers, sorrows, and sorrows, and it is not impossible for God to lose his temper sometimes.

This pile, the handful of Yellow Turban Army soldiers scattered on the street, made Han Yuan look at it and couldn't help frowning, this kind of discipline, at first glance, is an army that can't fight a tough battle, such a scattered formation, the combat power exerted is not a hundred, it will only affect his own formation, but these are not his subordinates, after experiencing a farce of Sun Le during the day, he has no heart to "meddle" now.

Just when Han Yuan lowered his head and pondered the time to conquer Yecheng, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a brightness in the corner of his eye, which immediately aroused his vigilance, you must know that in Linzhang City today, except for the gathering of Deng Mao's group of people in Taishou Mansion, there is no such light.

The smoke, the billowing smoke, and the bright firelight, a stirring spirit made Han Yuan's slightly drunk demeanor return to normal.

There was a fire!

This is not the main problem, the question is, whether it is the official history or the novel, the plot of arson is inevitably indispensable in various night raids, because this book of Wanli fire can not only make the defenders panic, but also cover up the suddenness of the night attack, such a good plan, why not!

While walking quickly close to the bright flame, Han Yuan was still comforting himself in his heart, after all, in today's dry weather, it seems that a fire is not impossible, after all, there is only this one, in the night raid battle, it is not a fire in the whole city, at least there must be a few large places, now it seems that there is only this one, it is unlikely that it is a night attack by the Han army.

"Walk the water, walk the water......"

The closer he got, the more clearly Han Yuan heard the chaotic footsteps and the panicked shouts of the Yellow Turban soldiers, which made him can't help but carry the qi and blood in his body on his feet, and quickly ran towards the fire point.

"What's going on! What do you guys think of the haystacks! Why are the haystacks so swinging! ”

Looking at the unstoppable raging fire that had already been gassed under the stacks of haystacks in front of him, Han Yuan, who was full of anger in his heart, couldn't help but pull over a small soldier dressed as a small head and asked.

"My lord, I don't know, all of a sudden the haystack caught fire, this haystack was placed by me according to the order of our Soviet marquis, saying that it was easy to carry, who knew that such a thing happened."

The soldier dressed as a small head was honest, and when he saw Han Yuan's outfit, he knew that he was a big man, so he explained to Han Yuan bitterly.

"What about your marquis? Tell him to come to me! ”

Han Yuan, who was nervous, scolded while letting a soldier of the army, under the supervision of each other with his own token, to spread the word that his troops would immediately assemble in the camp, and they should not move without an order.

"Report to the lord, the military marquis is gone, or our troops would have been mobilized a long time ago."

The panicked Yellow Turban soldiers, one sentence made Han Yuan's heart tighten, followed by a chill in his back, now the biggest possibility is that this military marquis is a member of the Han army, he deliberately placed the haystack like this, which has caused a fire, and the plot behind this is naturally the night attack of the Han army!

"Damn, don't put out the fire, hurry up and gather your soldiers and horses, come with me!"

Han Yuan, who was in a hurry to report this matter to Deng Mao, looked at the buildings near the left and saw that there were no large areas connected, so he ordered directly.

"This..., yes!"

The soldier who hesitated for a moment quickly agreed.

"Hurry, hurry, gather as much as you can, follow me!"

The impatient Han Yuan, looking at the slow gathering speed of this part, couldn't help but burst into anger, he was really anxious to get angry, he really had a sense of powerlessness permeating his heart, the Yellow Turban Army, there is no cure!

"Walk the water, walk the water......"

Just as Han Yuan was rushing towards the Taishou Mansion with the more than 100 people who had just gathered, the fires that suddenly lit up everywhere and the panicked shouts filled the entire Linzhang City.

"You, go from this path, go and tell the night watchman at the gate of the city, let all his men and horses cheer up, beware of the night attack of the Han army."