The fire folder shook twice and blew hard again, and the flames burst out. Zangfeng immediately stuffed the fire folder under the felt cloth, where he had already stuffed a ball of rags soaked in oil. The fire had just begun.
When it ignited, he quickly put down the felt cloth and walked quickly to the side.【】
His heart was pounding, and he felt like he was suffocating. He glanced nervously at the stage. The clown was still performing hard, and the bolides were flying up and down in his hands. The three bolides seemed like three
The clown's hand was very steady when he saw the ring of fire. Zangfeng couldn't help but secretly screamed in shame. Compared with the Duke of the Ming Dynasty, his Qi nourishing skills were really far behind.
He glanced at the stage again. The lowest level of the stage was level with the stage, getting higher as he went further back. Timur was sitting in the middle position, but because the light there was too dark, he couldn't see his face clearly.
The position was very good. I could clearly see the performance on the stage, and the people on the stage could also see the people on the stage. However, with the shooting distance of firearms at that time, it was impossible to accurately shoot a person on the stage. The firearms at that time,
There is no such accurate shooting accuracy at all. Neither is a crossbow. Even the most powerful crossbow cannot shoot straight upward within this distance. It must go in a parabola. However, the main characters on the stage have arched wooden tops on their heads.
shed.
In order to assassinate Timur, apart from instigating the rebellion of his attendants, perhaps only that magical little girl in the world could do it. Zangfeng once saw her magical invisibility, and she was in the tent, but when he walked into the tent
, but did not reach her at all. It was not until she walked out on her own that Zangfeng was startled, because Tang Saier was beside him at that time.
Of course, she needed to use some props, such as the color of her clothes, but the stage had been built since the morning. At that time, Tang Saier ran over and helped the soldiers build the stage like an ordinary playful child. When she returned
After that, the three people sent by Harry disguised as tailors worked all day and made four thin cloth cloaks according to her design requirements.
He felt very comforted that he could not hide from her. Even if he, a caring person, could not reach her, others would certainly not be able to reach her. This little girl should have sneaked to Timur's side by now. If he even arrived, it should be Timur.
The man in front of you raised his cup and was drinking heavily. The firelight in the distance reflected on his golden cup, shining brightly.
The fire at the cages was burning. The cages contained various simple props, clothes, and sundries that were not needed for tonight's performance. They were all flammable items, probably because they were covered with felt cloth.
Because of the fire, the fire was not big, but the smoke was not small. The thick smoke drifted toward the stage along the wind.
Someone exclaimed: "It's on fire, it's on fire"
The place where the fire started was particularly obvious in the darkness. Several people who were in charge of the box and cage rushed over. Someone lifted the burning felt cloth and shouted to the ground. Flames rose into the sky and the fire spread quickly with the help of the wind.
"Quickly put out the fire. Quickly put out the fire. Why did it start a fire?"
"It must be the bonfire lit by the soldiers on the sandy slope, and the sparks are falling down."
While everyone was busy putting out the fire, some smart people began to shirk their responsibilities.
Zangfeng also ran over in a panic, busy putting out the fire like others. The soldiers on the sandy slope caught fire below, but they did not rush down to put out the fire. What was burned was just some circus cages, and there were no surrounding ones.
Other flammable items would not cause an uncontrollable fire. Without the general's order, they just thought there was a bigger bonfire here. Who cares? There were even some soldiers who drank too much and saw the fierce fire and thick smoke.
Rolling around, he was so happy that he clapped his hands and laughed.
"Whizzing"
Two blasts of sound suddenly came from the roof erected above the cage, but the sound was not loud. After the fire started, the flames were blown by the wind, and the scene was noisy, so no one noticed at all, but the stage
But it immediately caused a sensation.
The fire here has been noticed by people on the stage, but even if it is burned down, it will not have any impact on other places. The atmosphere tonight is very happy, and Timur is in a particularly good mood. He only glanced at it,
He frowned in displeasure, but did not give any instructions, so the other side of the stage just paused and then resumed the performance.
When the thick smoke filled the stage and caused a lot of coughing, Timur felt a little disappointed. He frowned and ordered: "Ask the soldiers on that side to help and put out the fire quickly. Don't disturb everyone's fun."
"
As soon as he finished speaking, a person stood up next to him, ready to convey the Khan's order. At this moment, a servant walking by in the front aisle carrying a piece of roasted and fragrant beef suddenly fell to the ground with an ouch, and the plate fell to the ground.
He flew out and smashed a plate of steaming roast beef into a general's face.
"Damn it, do you have eyes?"
The general was so burned that he screamed and struck the case angrily, but he only cursed and screamed: "Assassins have assassins."
At first, he thought that the servant was only paying attention to the fire under the stage and slipped and fell. However, when he looked around, he saw an arrow shaft as thick as a finger exposed under the fallen servant's ribs. The man was still alive and was in pain.
He groaned, but he didn't know that this person was a cold arrow, so he screamed immediately.
Almost at the same time, the wine jar next to a scholar in the third row of seats shattered with a loud bang, and the wine splashed everywhere. The white-bearded old scholar was so drunk that he didn't make a fuss about the broken wine jar.
, but as soon as the wine jar was broken, there was a buzzing sound, like a swarm of wasps flying in. The scholar turned his head and saw a wolf-fang arrow stuck close to his left arm on the back of a wooden chair.
The arrow feathers were still buzzing and trembling.
The scholar was so shocked that he had already woken up from alcohol. Despite his age, he jumped up and down, as nimble as a raccoon cat. He suddenly fell onto the corridor and rolled away while shouting loudly.
Shouting: "There are assassins, there are assassins, please protect the Khan"
There was a loud bang of armor, and a dozen well-trained armored warriors rushed forward, holding shields and knives, protecting Timur. Several large shields blocked the wind and rain from all directions. Two in between.
The tall and strong warrior lifted Timur up, and just as he moved out of his seat, there was a clang, and three large shields protected his head, quickly moving to one side like a moving fortress.
There was a commotion on the stage. Everyone crouched down to avoid the cold arrows. Some brave ones stood up with their swords drawn and looked around for the enemy. At this time, the soldiers on the sandy slopes on both sides saw chaos on the stage and did not know what was going on.
What happened? Some people stood up and stretched their necks to come here. There were also some drunken soldiers who were still talking, laughing and drinking while holding wine jars, not paying attention to the changes happening around them and on the stage.
The clown who was performing on the stage also came to the chaos on the stage. How could he continue to perform calmly at this time? He stood there in a daze, looking a little confused, not knowing whether to retreat to the backstage or continue to perform. Used
The three fireballs in the performance had already landed, and the flames burned for a few times and became dying.
Zang Feng held a torn felt towel and pretended to put out the fire, but in fact he was fanning the flames and delaying the rescue of others. He kept looking at the movement on the stage from the corner of his eyes, when he suddenly saw a commotion on the stage, with military officials running like wolves.
Zhutu was in a mess, and couldn't help but feel nervous, secretly shouting: "It's bad, could it be that Tang Sai'er has exposed his hiding place and has been discovered by others?"
Timur is already old, and one of his legs is lame, so he moves slowly, but the guards are worried that he will be attacked by enemies again, so they drag him to move very fast. The aisle is already narrow, with tables and chairs, and the floor
There were also wine jars left indiscriminately. Timur was protected by two tall guards. The two rows of shield-wielding warriors on the left and right and front and back formed a mobile fortress, protecting him as he retreated quickly without even touching the ground.
, Tiemuer's knee bumped against the wine jar at the corner of the table, stool, and bruised several places, which was very painful.
How often had Timur been so embarrassed in his life? Especially when he was being dragged away like this, he was as ridiculous as a child at the mercy of others. When he was dragged to the wide aisle of the side compartment where the seats were withdrawn, the suppressed anger finally broke out.
He stopped suddenly, struggled hard, and roared: "Let me go, I'm right here, who can kill me?"
The guards did not dare to relax, and still protected the surroundings from the wind and rain, but they did not dare to pick up the angry Timur. Tamerlane stroked his chest, gasped for breath, and waved away the floating in front of him in disgust.
Thick smoke, angrily ordered: "Catch the assassin and see me cough cough..."
There was a general sitting next to the scholar who almost had an arrow. He used the seat in front of him as a cover and was squatting there for cover. After hearing the angry roar of Emperor Timur, he looked at the arrow and compared it slightly.
With its angle, he pointed to the place where the fire started on the right side of the stage and shouted loudly: "The arrow came from there. The assassin is at the place where the fire started. Send someone to catch him quickly."
Timur pushed away the two guards guarding him with all his strength, glanced coldly at the place where the fire started, and saw the chaotic stage, and said angrily: "Can one assassin scare the entire army into eclipsing it? Sit back.
Continue the performance. Do not make this matter public, and ask people to arrest everyone at the fire place and interrogate them immediately."
Upon hearing this, Prime Minister Altusa hurriedly said: "Yes, I will obey the order, but... the Khan has a body worth thousands of gold, and must not be involved in danger. Please return to your tent and rest, otherwise, I will not dare to accept the order."
Timur was old, and his eyesight, heart, spleen and lungs were all weakened, as well as skin and blood diseases. His body was weak and cold, so he often needed beautiful girls to use their body temperature to warm his body. Due to his eating habits, meat was the main food.
The master is an alcoholic, and he also has chronic diseases such as high blood pressure and angina pectoris. At this time, he only felt chest tightness and shortness of breath when he was so angry that it was really not appropriate to stay any longer.
He waved his hands angrily and said: "No one can defeat me. There can be no assassination on the battlefield, and it is impossible for assassins to capture people alive. I want to know who is the real murderer behind the scenes, and I want to annihilate my entire family."
"My Majesty, please go back to your tent and rest. The performance will continue, the carnival will continue, and the murderer will definitely be caught."
"snort"
Timur, who was rejoicing, suddenly encountered such a disappointing thing, and his face was livid with anger. He waved his hand, turned around and walked down the stage. The guards around him held large shields and formed a box-shaped shield, following him closely.
Get moving.
Altusha turned around and went back, walked to Timur's seat, sat down on his knees, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone return to their seats, the performance will continue, and tonight's affairs are not allowed to be publicized."
He pointed his hand towards the cage on the side of the box that had been suppressed with only sporadic flames left, and said coldly: "Those people, arrest everyone in the circus and detain them all after the performance until the truth is revealed."
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