Chapter four hundred and sixty fifth fire fighting
Stay at the camp
Niu Fu ordered: "It turns out that it is a rioter in the volunteer society, please light a fire for me."
"There are still 300,000 people in the city who have not participated in the charity community. They have not come to move out during the day. I am afraid that they will not have time to leave the city at night..."
"Whoever is burned wants our Xiliang army to die, we will let them die" Niu Fu roared
dawushe
Dawucang is a key national ordnance site with its own military protection
Jiang Chen was wearing an iron helmet and heavy armor, holding a shield in his left hand and a knife in his right hand. It had been a long time since he had personally fought in battle. At this moment, Jiang Chen felt his blood boiling all over his body.
Looking at the dense enemy soldiers in front of him, Jiang Chen took a deep breath: "Life or death depends on this moment, break the arsenal."
"kill"
There was a pop of "shoot", and dozens of our own soldiers fell down, but with a shout, the swarming troops rushed over.
The corridor of the large arsenal was already crowded with people, and the bows and arrows were ineffective. In just a moment, the killings were red-eyed, and the shouts of killing were loud.
There were arrows flying randomly, and there was the muffled sound of swords piercing people's bodies.
Seeing the constant casualties, Jiang Chen's face jumped a few times. At this time, most of his subordinates were new soldiers. Although they had participated in many battles in the past few days, they were just apprentices. This was the real life and death fight.
"Kill!" Jiang Chen's whole body was covered in blood, and he kept rushing forward. Behind him, the good archery battalion stretched out his bow, but he was dealing with his own people.
I saw that some people lost their courage in this life-and-death fight and wanted to retreat like the tide. But at this time, they were greeted by densely packed bows and arrows.
"The generals are all fighting in front. Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed without mercy." A general said sinisterly. After speaking, he waved his hand: "Shoot"
"Puff" was heard repeatedly, and the dozens of soldiers who were the first to retreat suddenly turned into hedgehogs. Seeing this, many people could only shout and continue to pounce inside.
"Have fun, have fun." The corpses in the passage were densely packed. Jiang Chen had been killing for an unknown amount of time when he suddenly felt that everything in front of him was empty, but he had already killed them all.
With a cry, the guards at the arsenal collapsed.
Immediately cheers rang out, and Jiang Chen readily dropped the knife and ordered: "Retrieve the preparations immediately, open the arsenal, don't bring many weapons, use all guns."
These recruits are best suited to use guns.
Almost at the same time, a group of Xiliang soldiers, all holding torches in their hands, rode on their horses and set fire to the city. Soon, the city of Luoyang was filled with flames and thick fireworks that could be seen for miles.
Wahuang Temple
Just in the south of the city, a team of personal guards is guarding the door. There are servants and maids standing under the white marble pillars at the door. A breeze inside is blowing the snow-white gauze tent. Incense is burning faintly on the altar, surrounded by a jade statue of a saint. The palace clothes are colorful and the body is beautiful.
Man, only below the lower abdomen is a green snake body, his face is as clean as jade, and there seems to be a blur of five-color black light, making him look very mysterious...
This is the country's place of worship to Nuwa. There are sacrifices and tributes all year round, and there is also a big sacrifice in the first month of every year.
Diao Chan bowed before the jade statue, solemnly burned three sticks of incense, and silently prayed for a few wishes in her heart.
When she got up, she saw the obscene poem carved by the Emperor Ling on the pillars of the hall. She frowned a little and secretly sighed at the emperor's debauchery. After thinking about it, she reached out and cast a spell to erase the imprint of the poem.
The mysterious light flashed and the seal reappeared.
"This is..." Diao Chan paused in her heart. Huo De looked back at the altar, his golden eyes staring down from the void, showing no sadness or joy and indifference.
"You... still haven't forgotten it?" Diao Chan asked cautiously at first, but when she got no response, her voice became a little sad and angry: "Why does the emperor live a happy life, enjoy the dragon energy even after death, but have innocent people bear the responsibility for committing crimes? What is the law of heaven?
Is it so selfless to care about the weak and the strong?"
The jade statue of Nuwa is silent and motionless, with only a faint mysterious light, showing an eternal normality.
After being stunned for a moment, Diao Chan silently resigned. Recalling the tragic situation of the immigrants in Luoyang during these days, she felt complicated. After leaving the temple, she just raised her head and her body suddenly felt cold. She saw fire all over the city and thick smoke billowing.
She took a breath.
"Go and see General Wenyuan quickly..." Diao Chan ordered immediately.
The distance was not far, and we arrived in a moment. At this time, we saw that the arsenal had turned into a base camp, and orders were being conveyed one after another.
She walked in quickly and loudly said to Jiang Chen as soon as she entered: "General Wenyuan can just divide his troops to intercept the enemy troops. The main force should organize the remaining people in the city to put out the fire."
Jiang Chen ignored what he heard and stared at the map in front of him: "Divide the troops to save the fires stored in various warehouses, and there is also a peach orchard in Nangong to protect. This is the order of the lord himself..."
"We can't just save these few places, we have to save the whole city. This is our primary goal of lurking in Luoyang." Diao Chan became anxious, and laid up sound insulation with one hand, staring at Jiang Chen closely: "The Lord recently granted Chan'er the power to dispatch."
"The general is outside, but I have not given you orders. If you gather your troops and exterminate the rebels, and then return to support the lord, you will be able to defeat the traitors Dong and Cao Sun, and the world will be settled in an instant. I know better than you what is more important in military matters."
Jiang Chen said expressionlessly
Seeing this, Diao Chan gritted her teeth, with tears in her eyes, and suddenly knelt on the ground: "Brother, they are also human beings. Even if living people like us fall to the ground, there will be a day when the sun turns and emerges from the world. The Lord will take the road and return to the world."
They are indispensable. What the Lord wants is...a complete Luoyang."
Jiang Chen's color changed slightly. He didn't know which sentence touched him and he stared at her for a moment.
"I only give you a thousand soldiers, you go put out the fire." Jiang Chen took a long time and then said calmly: "This is the tiger talisman for mobilizing a thousand soldiers."
"Thank you very much" Diao Chan smiled through her tears, happily took the Red Tiger Talisman and ran out in a blink of an eye.
Not long after the fire broke out, Diao Chan went out and mobilized several female magicians to order water to be fetched, transported, watered, and put out the fire. She also shouted the order through the loudspeaker: "Destroy the houses in this street.
, to set up a fire zone”
This is the fire-fighting knowledge I learned from the public. Some are already burning. Instead of spending strength and sacrifice to put out the fire, it is better to establish an isolation zone first.
At this time, there was a sound of killing, and the sound of horse hooves sounded loudly, like thunder coming from far away.
In the smoke and dust, I saw dozens of cavalry, all wearing leather armor and carrying quivers on their backs.
When these cavalrymen saw the people, their speed increased instead of slowing down. They shouted loudly and bent their bows to draw arrows.
"Puff!" The long arrow flashed past, and in an instant, several soldiers around Diao Chan fell down with a muffled sound. These people laughed wildly and passed by, continuing to bend their bows.
The firefighters fell down one after another and screamed in agony. Seeing this, Diao Chan bit her lip and a fishy smell came out.
"No wonder you have to kill people first. If you don't kill people, it will be too late to put out the fire."
In the midst of panic, I suddenly heard a shout: "Sister, don't panic, we are here to resist and kill these people, you just put out the fire."
At a glance, he saw Wang Ling riding over with 200 paces. In the light of the fire, this man ordered the horseless infantry: "You follow the order of the young lady."
As he said that, he took a deep look at Diao Chan, whistled with the riding whip in his hand, fell hard, and hit the horse's buttocks. The horse roared in pain and chased after the Xiliang cavalry, with fifty or sixty cavalry following behind.
Seeing Wang Ling's retreating figure, Diao Chan felt complicated and sometimes didn't know how to respond.
"The same goes for you, follow the order of the young lady. The men with horses will catch up and kill them all." Another young man ordered amidst the sound of horse hooves.
Only then did Diao Chan react and asked, "Who are you?"
"All the other wealthy families in Luoyang City have mobilized to respond. I'm going to ask Sima Yi." The young man whipped his whip and the figure disappeared on the street.
For a moment, the sound of killing was loud. Diao Chan gritted her teeth and continued to put out the fire.
"Miss, all the major clans have raised their own troops. There may be dozens or hundreds. Tens of thousands of them have gathered together to unite their own troops and carry out strangulation."
"Except for the Xiliang cavalry, many Luoyang soldiers have turned against us."
Good news kept coming, and the Xiliang army was far outnumbered by the Luoyang soldiers and civilians who were fighting the fire, and they were gradually at a disadvantage.
The fires in the main buildings on the protection list were controlled first, then in various districts. Half of the city was stabilized, but many areas were still burning. Diao Chan frowned and looked at it, and couldn't help but send a message to ask about the situation at the scene.
"Mrs. Yue, we have saved everything we can," the general with a gray-black face reported, feeling helpless: "There is really no water left."
Diao Chan bit her lip and said nothing. She knew it well. After a long drought and every rain, it seeped into the soil and disappeared. There were only 200 ancient wells in the city that could still produce water. There were many residential areas that had no time to divert water. Many people were originally rescued in Luoyang.
At this time, I could only watch helplessly as my home was burned down, and weeping gradually began.
The rain was still falling, falling on her face with a cool feeling. The raindrops were very small and very poetic, but at this time, Diao Chan only hoped that the bigger the better.
At this moment, a ray of green light flashed from the Wahuang Temple.
A dull rolling thunder pierced the sky, and soon, heavy rain poured down, hitting the ground with a "pop" sound.
The heavy rain fell suddenly, drenching everyone, and the fire suddenly died down. Many people were stunned by the change, and even forgot to take shelter from the rain. Immediately afterwards, there were cheers that shook the world.
"What's going on? Didn't you say there's no rain?" Niu Fu looked back at the Taiping Taoist priests angrily. At the same time, his heart palpitated. The dark atmosphere surged up from the dark rain curtain, oppressing him so much that he couldn't breathe.
Several Taoist priests also looked frightened and ugly, and whispered: "There was a human figure in the blue light just now. I can't tell what it was, but someone must have cast a spell to make it rain."
"Go find out," Niu Fu said angrily.
"Well, that's in the direction of Wahuang Temple, within the control area of the rebel army." Several Taoist priests, with earthy faces, roared at Niu Fu and finally said.
At this time, all the high-level Taoist priests went to support the direction of Hulao Pass. Among the Taoist priests left behind, not even a real person was left, so they went to provoke Nuwa?
Niu Fu's face was ashen and he couldn't force him, so he had no choice but to give up.
The heavy rain lasted only ten minutes and then stopped. However, due to the heavy rain, all fires were put out in time, and some residual fires and dark fires were also under the control of the rebels.
Diao Chan breathed a sigh of relief after seeing this.
"The direction of the blue light just now..." Diao Chan thought for a while and returned to Wahuang Temple.
Climbing up the stairs and staring at the pillars of the hall, I saw that the imprint of the obscene poem was still there. It was clear that I would not forgive it, so I couldn't help but feel a little depressed in my heart: "Isn't it you?"
She was about to turn around and leave, her eyes were fixed on the altar and the jade statue of Nuwa, which was still stained with wet water, when it quickly changed.
Cover up, I saw it all...Diao Chan couldn't help but laugh, glanced at the jade statue of Nuwa, maybe it was an illusion, only felt that her cheeks were a little red, and immediately thought to herself: "It turns out that saints can also... Well, according to the Lord's words, Ao
Are you cute?"
Thinking like this, she burst into tears. She took a step forward, knelt down sincerely, and put her forehead on the cold ground: "Cicada, thank you saint for your great kindness."