The Zhen army encountered an ambush in the canyon coming out of the mountain and suffered heavy losses. Even Hu Wenjiao was unable to exit the canyon alive, but what happened next was fatal to the entire Zhen army.
On the peaks on all sides of Cuihuan Mountain, piles of flames suddenly ignited. There were fires almost every two or three meters. Looking around, the fires continued with the ups and downs of the mountains, like a huge fire dragon.
Falling from the sky and coiling on the top of the mountain.
Such a strange sight made the Zhen people dumbfounded. Many Zhen army soldiers walked out of the camp and stared blankly at the fire dragon on the mountain peak, unable to regain their consciousness for a long time.
Soon, fireballs were ejected from the peaks around the valley. The fireballs first flew into the air together, like dazzling fireworks. Then, the fireballs flew to the limit and began to fall down one after another. When they fell, the fireballs streaked in the night sky again.
There were beautiful rays of light, like thousands of meteor showers falling from the sky.
Of course, when the fireballs hit their heads, no one would appreciate its beauty. The fireballs shot from the mountain peaks fell into the woods in the valley, breaking branches and crackling against the trees.
The sound is everywhere, but it’s nothing. What’s terrible is that Cuihuan Mountain is too dry and extremely hot, and the pine trees are leaking pine oil. This thing sticks to fire, and just a fireball hits, and the woods in the valley are already ablaze.
All around.
The fireball attack was just the beginning. Next, more fireballs flew into the woods in the valley. At the same time, burning rockets flew down like raindrops, igniting all the woods in the valley and even the woods on the mountain.
At this time, the valley of Cuihuan Mountain turned into a veritable big fire basin. Fires were burning everywhere. Panic-stricken Zhenjun soldiers could be seen everywhere running away to avoid the flames, and people could be heard everywhere being burned to death.
A lung-breaking scream.
The only exit of the valley was blocked by falling rocks, and 400,000 Zhen soldiers were trapped in it. At this time, the valley turned into a sea of fire, and the misery of the Zhen soldiers can be imagined.
Many Zhenjun stationed around the valley wanted to flee to the mountains nearby, but the woods on the mountains were also full of fire. When they ran into them, their leather armors were burned by the fire in just a moment, and the soldiers became one by one.
The frightened fire man screamed, roared, and ran wildly. Finally, he fell silently into the sea of fire, stopped struggling, and his flesh and blood body was gradually burned to charcoal...
The rockets seemed to be endless, shooting down from the surrounding peaks, and the fireballs ejected from the trebuchets also seemed to be endless, smashing into the hinterland of the valley every moment.
The officers and soldiers of the Zhen Army probably never dreamed that Cuihuan Mountain would become their final burial place, and that those who launched this fire attack on them were the Feng Army and the Sichuan Army who fought to the death in Zhaoyang.
The Feng Army and the Sichuan Army united again, quietly occupying the four peaks of Cuihuan Mountain, and secretly deployed a large number of trebuchets, stone bullets, arrows and kerosene, all of which were now used on the Zhen Army.
This battle had been plotted by the Fengchuan and Sichuan armies for a long time. Even Xiao Xiang, the king of Sichuan, came to the scene in person, and she was surrounded by soldiers from the Fengchuan and Sichuan armies.
Looking at the red sea of fire at the bottom of the mountain and listening to the faint screams, Xiao Xiang's expression was surprisingly calm. There was no excitement or excitement, no sadness or pity, and some was just indifference. After watching for a while, she
I couldn't help but turned my head and whispered: "General Xiao?"
"The general is here!" Xiao Muqing stepped forward and stepped in to salute.
"Is there any news about Brother Wang?" Xiao Xiang asked calmly, deliberately showing no expression on his face.
The successful introduction of the Zhen Army into the desperate situation of Cuihuan Mountain this time was almost entirely due to Tang Yin. Of course, the price for his doing so was that he himself was deeply involved.
Xiao Muqing frowned, lowered his head and said, "For the time being, I have not received any news about the King's escape."
Xiao Xiang wanted to say something else, but she swallowed it back when she reached her lips. She took a deep breath, then waved her hands and said, "I understand."
Tang Yin was trapped in the sea of fire, and his life or death was uncertain. Needless to say, Xiao Muqing was worried, and Xiao Xiang was also worried.
The relationship between her and Tang Yin is very delicate. They are like enemies but not enemies, like friends but not friends. This is true before and now. When she encounters danger, she will first think of Tang Yin, and many times it is Tang Yin who saves her.
She was in danger, but now that Tang Yin was in danger, she felt powerless.
If he had known this, he should have persisted and been tougher! Tang Yin risked his own life and led Zhen's army into Cuihuan Mountain. This was the result of his and Xiao Xiang's joint discussion, but Xiao Xiang was opposed to Tang Yin personally at that time.
It was just that the latter insisted repeatedly and Xiao Xiang couldn't resist him before reluctantly agreeing. Now, Xiao Xiang began to regret it. Looking at the boundless and blazing fire in the valley, her eyes unknowingly became clouded.
Water mist.
Where is Tang Yin now? He is still sitting in the Zhenjun's tent at the moment!
The trees around the Chinese military tent have been cut down, and it is located in the middle of the valley. The flames have not yet reached this place. Tang Yin is sitting in the Chinese military tent, holding a wine pot in one hand and a wine glass in the other, pouring himself a glass of wine.
drink.
He was not drinking for fun. From the bottom of his heart, he was reluctant to burn these 400,000 Zhenjun soldiers. If possible, he really wanted to use them for his own purposes, but he also understood that it was impossible.
If you want to annex Zhendi as soon as possible, you can only kill all the 400,000 Zhenjun soldiers.
Listening to the screams coming from outside the camp from time to time, Tang Yin let out a faint sigh and drank the wine in the cup.
At this moment, several Zhen soldiers covered in ink black smoke ran in and screamed: "Your Highness, King Feng, the enemy suddenly attacked our army. Now the whole valley is full of fire. Our soldiers suffered heavy casualties. Feng...
Your Highness, please run away quickly!"
"Run? Haha -" Tang Yin smiled on his back, filled a glass of wine, drank it all again, then shook his head and said: "You guys run, I am here, I am not going anywhere!"
"Your Highness, King Feng, if you don't move away, the fire will come over. Your Highness, please leave quickly!" As he spoke, all the soldiers came forward to force Tang Yin to leave.
But the more the Zhen soldiers acted like this, the more uncomfortable Tang Yin felt, and the more reluctant and regretful he felt. He shook his body violently, shook all the Zhen soldiers pulling him away, and then shouted sharply: "I have already said,
If you want to go, go yourselves!"
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, and finally retreated to both sides and stood with their heads bowed. Tang Yin raised his eyebrows and looked at them in confusion. A famous soldier said timidly: "If your highness doesn't leave, we won't leave either. If you die, we will accompany your highness."
Die together!"
"Haha..." Tang Yin laughed, but it was bitter. He shook his head and said, "Idiots, what a bunch of hopeless idiots!" As he spoke, he took another sip of wine.
At this moment, there was a bang, the tent was knocked open, and two chaplains rushed in from outside.
These two men were in such a miserable condition that their armors were burned red, and there was smoke coming out of their armors. If you raised your nose and smelled it, you could even smell the smell of burnt flesh on them.
These two men were none other than the two most brave and skilled generals in the Zhen Army, Lei Meng and Meng Xiong. After they entered the camp, they saw Tang Yin still sitting there drinking. They immediately rushed forward and shouted loudly
Said: "Your Highness, I and I will escort you out of the valley!"
Among so many loyal generals, Tang Yin's favorites were Raymond and Meng Xiong. Seeing that they could endure burns all over their bodies and come back to save him in critical moments, Tang Yin couldn't help but feel sour in his heart.
He put down the wine bottle and glass in his hands, raised his eyes to look at them, and murmured: "Can you still get out now?"
"Don't worry, your highness, we will fight to pieces to ensure your highness escapes!" Lei Meng and Meng Xiong took a step forward and said in unison.
Tang Yin smiled bitterly and shook his head. However, he still stood up and said, "Let's go!"
He followed Lei Meng and Meng Xiong out of the central military tent, walked outside, and looked up. Everywhere he looked, there was a sea of fire, which turned the night sky red into a huge area, and the Cuihuan Mountain turned into a veritable "
Flame Mountain'.
Looking up at the ground, there were corpses everywhere, some were burnt, some were trampled to death, and some were smoked to death. The condition was so miserable that it was unbearable to see.
Tang Yin retracted his gaze, roughly identified the direction, raised his hand and pointed in the southwest direction, and said: "Go that way!"
Others may not know it, but Tang Yin knows in his heart that the fire in the southwest will be relatively weaker because Xiao Xiang will be watching the battle from that direction. If the fire is too strong, it may jump back and hurt Xiao Xiang.
Lei Meng and Meng Xiong didn't understand the hidden meaning. Since Tang Yin pointed out the direction, they pulled Tang Yin and ran southwest without saying a word.
It is relative to say that the fire intensity in the southwest is weak, and the fire intensity in the mountains is relatively weak, but in the valley, it is actually the same in any direction.
Lei and Meng sandwiched Tang Yin from the left and right, using their own flesh and blood to block the fire for him, and rushed all the way to the southwest. Relying on the protection of their spiritual armor and their strong bodies, the two of them managed to protect him.
Tang Yin rushed to the foot of the mountain.
But the soldiers accompanying them below were not so lucky. From time to time, people were killed in the sea of fire along the way. By the time they reached the foot of the mountain, only about 500 of the thousands of soldiers who were originally following them were left.
When we arrived here, we could really feel that the fire was a little smaller. Raymond and Meng Xiong looked up at the mountain, and said with surprise and joy: "Your Highness, the fire here is just small, which is suitable for breaking out. Let's rush up in one go!"
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Tang Yin nodded and was about to walk up the mountain. Lei and Meng took the lead and said at the same time: "I will open the way for Your Highness first!" As they spoke, the two of them used their hands and feet to climb up the mountain quickly, and the rest
The soldiers also followed him swarm.
How easy is it for them to break through now? The sea of fire is just one of the obstacles. On the top of the mountain, there is a dense Fengchuan coalition waiting for them!
Seeing that many Zhen troops were breaking out from their own side at the foot of the mountain, people's nerves immediately became tense. Arikawa General came to Xiao Xiang's side, cupped his hands and said, "There are enemies coming up. Your Majesty, please retreat for a moment!"