"What smell?" Ye Feixu twisted his neck and sniffed around, and suddenly pointed in the direction of Yingzhou City and shouted: "It's not good, it's on fire!"

At this time, the city of Yingzhou suddenly became noisy, and I saw that there were raging flames burning everywhere, and these flames burned extremely quickly, and soon turned the city of Yingzhou into a sea of fire.

The two of them were shocked, and hurriedly ran towards the city wall, just when they bumped into Wang Xun, Qiu Ze grabbed Wang Xun and asked, "What's the matter?"

Wang Xun said angrily: "Just before the half-pillar incense, someone reported that hundreds of cavalry were circling around in Yingzhou City, I thought it was the cavalry that Wu Hao arranged to patrol, so I didn't pay much attention to it, now it seems that this group of people must be Tatar spies, and the fire must have been set by them......! It's a little weird that it only took half a pillar of incense to ignite so big!"

Ye Feixu and Qiu Ze glanced at each other, and said in unison: "Cultivator!"

At this time, the overwhelming sound of horses' hooves sounded outside Yingzhou City, and the soldiers standing on the city wall and watching shouted to Wang Xun: "General, the Tatar cavalry is coming!"

Wang Xun's heart sank, and he came to the city wall with Qiu Ze and Ye Feixi, and in the bright moonlight, everyone saw countless black shadows riding horses and rushing towards Yingzhou City.

Wang Xun shouted at the top of his voice: "Beat the drums of war, gather everyone, the Tatars have launched a general attack!"

Wang Fatzi and Wu Hao also came to the city wall, and Wang Xun quickly gave an order: "Wang Fatzi will take people to extinguish the fire, and by the way, kill all those spies! Wu Hao, you guard the north gate, I will lead people to support each gate, and I must not let a Tatar enter the city!"

"Wait!" Qiu Ze stopped Wang Fatzi and said to Wang Xun: "General Soldier Wang, you do your best to defend the city, and leave the matter of extinguishing the fire to me!"

Wang Xun thought for a while and said, "It's okay like this, act!"

Qiu Ze quickly went down the city wall with Ye Feixu, Ye Feixu blew a whistle, and the disciples of Huangjue Temple in the city gathered when they heard the summons, and Lan and Zi Yi led the disciples of the Eighteen Halls to run down from the city wall.

"Ye Feixu, you take the disciples of Huangjue Temple to extinguish the fire, if you encounter a cultivator in the Central Plains, don't forget to kill! Senior Brother, Zi Yi, and the disciples of the Eighteen Palaces, you come with me!"

It's messy, the whole Yingzhou City is in chaos!

Exclamations, frightened sounds, and yelling were endless, and the city of Yingzhou was noisy, the fires in the city were spreading everywhere, and the Tatar cavalry outside the city was aggressive!

There were border people fleeing with their burdens on the streets, and there were also small groups of Ming Dynasty cavalry running to various city gates, and the entire Yingzhou city was in chaos!

Qiu Ze was running to the gate in the east of the city with the disciples of the Eighteen Palaces, but he saw a group of five or six Ming Dynasty cavalrymen holding torches and lighting fires everywhere, the torches in their hands were not made of wooden sticks, but made of fine iron, there was nothing on the fine iron, but it was burning with bright red flames, as long as it touched the house, it would immediately burst out of flames, the flames were extremely strange, and the whole house was set on fire in less than a moment!

"Xuan Bing Cold!"

Qiu Ze flew up and jumped up, and countless ice spikes quickly condensed on the Ancient Frost Sword in his hand, and as Qiu Ze swung out his sword, the ice spikes covered the house like a rain all over the sky, and the cold instantly extinguished the flames.

At this time, the giant sword in Lan's hand had already taken shape, and he came to the front of the cavalry with his skills, and the giant sword swept around, and the cavalry screamed loudly, and they all fell off their horses.

Zi Yi stepped forward and stepped on a cavalryman who was not yet dead, and ripped off his armor, revealing the black robe inside, but the Ming Dynasty cavalry did not wear black robes.

Qiu Ze raised his eyebrows, the black robe that this person was wearing was the same black robe worn by those cultivators when they attacked the camp on the riverbank a few days ago, his identity was already about to be revealed, and he put the Ancient Condensation Frost on his neck and asked sharply, "Which sect are you from?"

Before this person could see how Lan made a move, all his companions died under his sword, and he already understood that Lan was not a person to be messed with, and his face was full of horror, and he said in a trembling voice: "Fire ...... Fire Abyss Gate. ”

Lan said to Qiu Ze, "The Fire Abyss Gate is a small sect on the border, similar to the Burning Flame Valley, that uses a flame called the Geocentric Fire as the source of power. ”

Qiu Ze nodded, and then asked, "How did you get into the city, and how many people came?"

"Disguised as following the retreating Ming army...... All of them came, and there were eight hundred people, and I said to them, "Don't ...... Don't kill me!"

"As a sect of the Central Plains, but you work for the Tatars, what's the use of keeping your life as a disloyal and unrighteous dog?"

Lan Leng snorted, the person he hated most in his life was a treacherous person, and with a swing of the sword, this person would not live on the spot.

Zi Yi frowned and said: "It seems that the Tatars already know that reinforcements are coming, and they want to break the city quickly, this is bad, if the Tatars break the city, they can drive straight south to the Central Plains, and then the troops in your hands will not be able to resist it at all! Now that the people's hearts are in turmoil, I am afraid that this city will ...... I can't hold it!"

Qiu Ze looked back at the city gate, the Tatar cavalry had already arrived under the city, set up the cloud body, and even some Tatars went up to the city wall, Wu Hao led dozens of people to support on the city wall, and the city wall was already in chaos!

Qiu Ze paused, and quickly laid out the order: "The disciples of the Eighteen Halls obey the order! You are scattered to the various city gates to create black fog, if any Tatars go up to the city wall to kill them!"

More than twenty disciples answered and ran in different directions.

Wu Hao was miserable, the sword in his hand had been curled, and the city was densely packed with Tatars, probably more than 20,000 people! They were divided into two groups, one group shot arrows under the city, and the other group desperately climbed up the city wall, and the north gate where Wu Hao was located had less than 3,000 troops! Not only must they beware of the Tatar arrows, but they must also kill the Tatars who climbed the city wall!

Glancing back at the direction where Qiu Ze was, Wu Hao said in a low voice: "General Qiu, it's all up to you!"

Wu Hao understood how strong the hundreds of people in Qiu Ze's hands were! When Qiu Ze freed up his hand, he would be a little more sure of defending the city!

The disciples of Huangjue Temple wandered around to extinguish the fire under the instruction of the night flying flosh, the fire in Yingzhou City is urged by mana, only with mana can be extinguished, they not only want to extinguish the fire, but also fight against the cultivators who set fire, tired of running, more than 300 people are not enough to see, often to one enemy three, the fire in Yingzhou City not only did not extinguish the signs, but there is a growing trend.

The mana used by the Huangjue Temple is golden, the name is Haoqi, and it is extremely strong, but it is not very suitable for extinguishing fires.

Night flying

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