The Xiliang army that remained in Luoyang City, although it hesitated after receiving the order, immediately launched an action, the Han Dynasty Temple, the north and south palaces, the royal garden, the official residence, the three cities of Jinshi, Mashi and Nanshi, the northern suburbs of Zhaoyu, the southern suburbs of Yuanqiu, Lingtai, Mingtang, Biyong, Taixue, and even the conspicuous buildings around Luoyang City within a radius of 200 miles, all suffered from the disaster of Zhurong.

The fire was still very small at first, after all, the Xiliang army still had to leave room to escape, but it couldn't resist the fire being spread everywhere, and under the wind helping the fire, it quickly became one and spread rapidly.

The Zhongshan Army, the Bingzhou Iron Cavalry, the White Horse Righteous Army, the Loyal Army, the Dongjun Army, and the Jiangdong Broken Army, whose vitality was only slightly reduced after the defeat of the remnants, were at a loss in the raging fire, and the plan to fight to the death was not broken.

Fei General Lu Bu was unwilling to leave, he personally led a thousand elites to charge into battle, invincible tactics, but was blocked again by the three brothers Liu Guan and Zhang. In particular, Guan Zhang's combat strength has greatly improved, and after joining forces, they actually blocked Lu Bu's full force attack, and immediately contained the edge of the elite of Bingzhou.

Pan Feng, the peerless general who chopped the horse's head and the horse's legs, tried his best to get up, so that the flying general Lu Bu had to be distracted and worried, otherwise once he lost the divine horse Wuqi, his combat power would lose at least two percent. Not to mention that after the dismount and foot battle, whether they can disengage from the Zhongshan Army and return to their own camp safely is still between the two.

In addition, Liu Bei, a master of the sword path, made a move from time to time, and the extremely vicious sword qi for him was really difficult to entangle, even if Lu Bu's hundred veins were opened, and he had to be careful to see the half-step human immortal realm of the gods.

At the critical moment, Cao Mengde's loyal army and Qiao Mao's Dongjun soldiers, for their own safety, stopped in front of the burning Luoyang City, only Liu Bei's senior brother Gongsun Zan did not hesitate to lead 7,000 white horses to attack.

Fei General Lu Bu secretly thought that if he didn't leave, he would be attacked by these two powerful princes of the northern land, although the results were not small, but he had lost the mood to fight.

Not far from the direction of Luoyang, the capital city, the rolling heat wave, even the eyebrows were burned, and although the war horses of the Bingzhou Iron Horse had been on the battlefield for a long time, after all, there was still the instinct of animals to fear flames, even if the knights who were familiar with horse nature, there were some signs that they could not grasp it.

At this point, Lu Bu couldn't help but sigh, and finally gave the order to end the battle. The elite of the 1,000-state army, fighting and retreating, disengaged from the Zhongshan army, saw the weak direction of the fire, and rushed away.

The white horse Yicong, who was a step late, could only watch the Bingzhou Iron Horse disappear into the distance, and Gongsun Zan wanted to take advantage of the situation to pursue, but Liu Bei reached out in time to stop it.

"Brother Bogui, the war has to be slowed down! Now that the capital Luoyang is on fire, let's hurry up and put out the fire!"

Gongsun Zhan was still a loyal minister of the Han Empire at this time, and when he saw the danger of the situation, he didn't care about fighting against General Fei Lu Bu, and found the field where he lost last time, so he immediately gave orders to let Bai Ma Yi under his command enter the city to extinguish the fire and save people.

Liu Bei and Gongsun Zan joined forces and rushed into the capital Luoyang without hesitation, not only out of righteousness, but also in a race against time, trying their best to save the declining Han Dynasty's destiny.

Cao Cao preserved his own strength, and did not dare to let his loyal and righteous troops venture into the city, so he dispersed and went to various places outside the city where the fire was raging, and did his best to put out the fire.

Dongjun Taishou Qiao Mao also did the same, but under the persuasion of his brother Qiao Yu, he did not join forces with Cao Cao, but in the other direction, using his own way to save the people from the fire.

At the same time, Ye Zhiqiu was leading the Five Poison Dao soldiers under his command to use the method of demolishing walls and destroying houses to establish a separation zone to prevent the spread of fire, and he also tried his best to mobilize the residents of Fang City who had not yet been requisitioned to try to save their homes.

His efforts quickly paid off, at least in Luoyang's Dongcheng district, where the fire was brought under control and did not continue to spread. His actions were so useful that they immediately attracted the Zhongshan Army and the White Horse Yicong to follow suit, after all, it was much faster to do so than to draw water to put out the fire.

The city of Luoyang, which was burning in the raging flames, soon appeared in a safe zone with residual warmth, and although the pungent smoke and dust were everywhere, it was much better than the rolling heat wave forcing people to retreat.

The once magnificent pavilions and pavilions show heart-wrenching scorch marks, green smoke curls up, wisps converge, condensed into a huge smoke cloud, covering the sky, as if for the glory of the empire of the Han Dynasty and four hundred years, the curtain fell on the stage.

Ye Zhiqiu listened to the crackling sound of wood crackling, and sighed like nothing, he couldn't help but be angry, and the corners of his eyes burst out: "The last imperial elegy! The destiny of the Han is about to be transferred! Fuck! Have you asked Lao Tzu!"

The dragon qi law ban collapsed, Ye Zhiqiu's last restraint was lifted ahead of schedule, and he immediately stretched out his hand to the red-haired ghost king, one of the source streams of the ghost path, to give full play to the "fire" talent.

Taixue, who was as depressed as a forest, gradually collapsed in the monstrous flames, Ye Zhiqiu led the Taoist soldiers to arrive, stretched out his hands and took it again and again, the wall of fire that was a few feet high seemed to be gnawed by a group of fierce beasts, and a large piece was missing out of thin air, and the fire immediately went low.

The Five Poison Dao Soldiers, who belong to the hundred-legged centipede, have higher flame resistance than other partners, and after Ye Zhiqiu's order, they rushed into the fire without hesitation and began to forcefully demolish the building to stop the spread of the fire.

Two hundred and eighty rooms, two thousand four hundred and fifty rooms, and one hundred and sixty storehouses for clothing, food, books, and cars, but one percent was destroyed by the fire, and the rest were saved.

"A meal!

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but burp, and a spark spat out of his mouth, obviously he couldn't bear it, after all, Ye Zhiqiu's physique had not yet reached the realm of the Dao Body Spirit Fetus of Gravel and Gold.

"The essence of Wenhua, the accumulation of hundreds of years, how can it be destroyed in a fire!"

Ye Zhiqiu closed his mouth, saved the place of Dahan Taixue, and then led his soldiers to the next fire.

At this moment, a heavy thunder sounded, and black rain clouds rolled in from the south, dense water vapor, even a monstrous fire could not stop it.

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help laughing: "The Mandate of Heaven is in Han! Sure enough, the Mandate of Heaven is in Han! Xiliang Army burned Luoyang, and there was a rainstorm from the sky." This downpour has saved the declining situation, and I am sure that I am seventy percent sure! However, Tianxingjian, a gentleman will continue to strive for self-improvement. We can't rely on God, we have to use our lives to increase the number of victories!"

His words were expanded by Taoism and spread far away, not only the Zhongshan Army and the White Horse Righteous Servants who were close to the left, but even the residents of Luoyang who did not leave were also encouraged and started to save themselves.

Relying only on the 20,000 rebel army is only one percent, and only by relying on and mobilizing the broad masses can we turn the tide and the edifice fall.

Ye Zhiqiu led his subordinate Dao soldiers to continuously advance along the north-south avenue in the city, and every time he reached a place where the fire was raging, he used the red-haired ghost king's fire fighting talent to weaken the fire, and then let the Dao soldiers behind him rush forward and stop the loss tacitly.

Soon, his body couldn't bear it, not only did the internal fire spread everywhere, interfering with the operation of the true qi mana, but even his hair began to scorch, becoming brittle like powder, constantly scattering in all directions.

The five poisonous Dao soldiers looked at the "lord" in order to keep the big man's qi, his skin was hot and red, like a boiled shrimp, light smoke came out of his hair bun, and his sideburns were scorched and fell off, and some close henchmen couldn't help but remind.

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu, due to the strong accumulation of internal fire, was already similar to Guan Yu, he was simply a red-faced man, but he couldn't care about it so much, his head was dizzy and his head was in pain, and the voices of the Dao soldiers around him seemed to be far away in the sky!

If someone uncovers his braincase, they will definitely see Ye Zhiqiu's brain is boiling, obviously he has stepped into the realm of selflessness and is completely out of the way.

At the same time, the clone of the Five Poison Dao bodies stationed in the Tiger Prison Pass still maintained a sober and calm mind, and when he saw the "Scourge Fight" summoned by the Twelve Heavenly Ghost Divine Banners, he suddenly came back to his senses, broke the obstacle, and sent a reminder to the deity through the secret channel.

"The most ruthless thing in the world is fire and water. Don't forget, the secret trick of combining law and martial arts that you have comprehended from the Yellow Turban remnants of the poison and the steppe blood wolf!"

Ye Zhiqiu, who was dizzy, immediately came back to his senses after being reminded, raised his right foot lightly, and the accumulated firepower in his body was transmitted in an instant, turning into a blazing fountain of firelight, rising three zhang high into the sky, destroying an attic that burned nearly half and had no value, and in the sound of the collapse of masonry, tiles and wood, a clearing of ten zhang long and wide was opened.

"I feel so much better! It's strange, I obviously have this trick in my body, but I didn't even think to use it, what's going on?"

The Dao body clone was also puzzled, and after a while, he had an idea, remembering that the dragon qi law had collapsed, and I was afraid that the chaotic heavenly machine would be clarified, so that the sect leader of the Xuanmen Great Sect discovered the truth, and did not make a direct move, but secretly cast a spell to confuse the spiritual consciousness of the deity.

"It's also possible! However, I once received the help of the dragon qi of the great man, and I was able to make great progress. Now that the French Open has completely collapsed, I'm afraid that I have also been attacked and confused by the dragon's energy. ”

The Dao body clone pondered for a moment, and immediately responded: "There are all kinds of reasons! After all, in order to keep the Great Han, I not only offended the powerful men of the world, but also ruined the good deeds of the Xuanmen Great Sect. ”

Ye Zhiqiu cast the flame fountain again and again, venting the excess firepower in his body, feeling a lot more refreshed in his brain, and couldn't help but sing.

"I still have no regrets about what I have done, even though I have died nine times! What am I afraid of? The big deal is death!"