Qingtang produces ore grease, so naturally there is no shortage of hot tin oil.

However, it is extremely difficult to exploit hot turkey oil, so you have to save use. If it is not a last resort, it will generally not be used.

Hearing Galo's order, Tubo soldiers replaced ordinary stones with ignition stones, and fired them after igniting them.

Fierce tinder oil is fierce tinder oil. When it burns, it emits a dazzling orange-red light and makes a shocking sound.

Although it is daytime, you can see one after another burning fierce fire ball after another, flying towards Qingtang City with black smoke.

Now, the color has undergone tremendous changes in front of Qingtang City's walls.

Just now, the snowflakes were covered with black throwing stones, but now they have become white and red black intersecting each other and colliding with each other.

White snowflakes were scattered in the sky, red fire balls shining in front of the city walls, and black smoke was above the fire balls.

Although the snowflakes continue, when they encounter orange fire and black smoke, they quickly turn into nothingness.

Gala rode on the horse and was immediately full of energy.

His whip pointed at the city wall and smiled coldly: "The strong turbulence cannot be blown out, and the water cannot be extinguished. Han people, see how you can resist it."

After saying that, he laughed with Dele.

Hearing Galo laughing, Raga and others couldn't help but look at him.

"The fierce tinder is extremely precious, and Gala actually took it out. It seems that Qingtang City is not safe." Tsosuo was shocked and said with a trembling voice.

Laga thought for a while and shook his head: "It's hard to say that the hit rate of the catapult is not high. How can it be said that Qingtang City is difficult to protect?"

"Hard ignition oil is not like other things, and is generally not easy to use. This is what the Han people say about Samadhi true fire. The wind cannot be blown out and the water cannot be extinguished. How can it be extinguished?" Cuosuo sighed and said in a heavy tone.

Qiang Jiu couldn't help but sighed: "It's a pity that Zhaojiazhuang's wealth, which is as rich as the country, also turned into ashes."

"It's really a pity. Qingtang City can be rebuilt after it is burned, but Zhaojiazhuang's wealth is only available in Zhaojiazhuang." Chi Lie's eyes were red, as if he wanted to eat people.

The few people looked at each other, and their faces showed ugly expressions.

Jiang Bai Jiacuo, Sangji Yixi, Gudi and others were also in the city, and they were in a very complicated mood.

They have been deeply tied to Zhaojiazhuang and have become a relationship of prosperity and loss.

They defected to the State Council, and the State Council did not treat them unfairly.

The three of them are all the leaders of the security team, and the clan leader of the family is also the chief clerk of the ninth rank, enjoying the salary paid by the State Administration.

They used to farm and live their own way, but now they can be regarded as people who eat imperial food.

Seeing that Zhaojiazhuang workshops are booming, they also invested in certain shares and enjoyed Zhaojiazhuang dividends every year or every month.

The Supervisor's Government also turned their original territory into towns, and the scope of their management was naturally the original territory.

Of course, there are naturally prices to pay. They must release their subordinates and make them civilians.

In fact, they can't release it now, most of them are Han people.

Since the Jianguo Mansion is a Han Chinese, it is naturally necessary to make the decision for the Han Chinese.

Zhaojiazhuang had a great influence on Tubo. Not only did it have Langsheng, but it also had even greater changes in Baba.

Most of the Chaba in Qingtang City now believe in Manjushri Bodhisattva and work in Zhaojiazhuang, and they cannot stop them.

Without Chaba or Langsheng, what other nobles are they called?

Seeing the general trend, these nobles also figured it out.

In fact, being an aristocrat is not only tiring, but also risky.

We must beware of the annexation of other nobles, and natural disasters and man-made disasters.

If it weren't for the annexation of other nobles, what would they have raised so many soldiers?

If droughts are caused every year, if Balang is dead and dies and runs away, will he be a bachelor and noble?

Now that they have the big tree of Zhaojiazhuang, although they have lost some power, they have obtained more protection, which is generally very cost-effective.

Of course, the State Administration asked them to be the chief clerk of their own territory for the time being, which was just a temporary measure, and there must be a transitional process.

Zhao Ping's plan was to replace these chieftains when the time was right.

Gudi and the other two watched as the security regiment won the battle to cast the stones, but they did not expect that the Tubo coalition flint would come again.

Seeing the flints all over the sky, Sangji Yixi's face was pale and his body couldn't help but tremble: "Galao shot out all the flints, and Qingtang City could not escape the fate of being burned."

"It's okay, it's winter now, and it's snowing again, and Qingtang City won't burn." Although Kudi shook his head and looked calm.

Jiang Bai Jiacuo beat his chest and stamped his feet: "Kudi, wake up. This fierce turbulent oil is what the Han people call Samadhi True Fire. The wind cannot be blown out, the water cannot be extinguished. A little snowflake can also extinguish the fierce turbulent oil. Let's dream."

As soon as the words fell, a flint hit the Eight Immortals table, and it suddenly started to burn.

The Eight Immortals Table is Yundan, Guge, Pubu and Jiangqu. They just made contributions and had a good rest. At this time, they stopped the Flint and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Yun Dan saw the raging fire on the Eight Immortals table and stomped her feet in a hurry and shouted: "Use water, use water."

Guge, Pubu and Jiang Qu immediately brought a bucket of water and poured it into the fire.

With three puffs, the fire only emitted three balls of white mist. Not only did the fire not become smaller, but it burned even more violently.

"Ghost Fire, Ghost Fire." Yun Dan yelled, "Why is the water extinguishing this fire?"

Hearing Yun Dan's shouting, Shi Chang Xu Yang immediately ran over.

He looked at it and shook his head: "This is hot tincture, and the water cannot be extinguished."

"Is there no way to wait for it to burn?" Yun Dan was disappointed when he heard this.

"Of course there is a way," Xu Yang nodded, "You can't use water, you can use sand."

Xu Yang said as he came to a corner, which was filled with piles of sand.

Yun Dan and the other two looked at each other, showing a look of disbelief, but did not speak.

After Xu Yang finished speaking, he didn't care what they thought.

He shoveled up the sand with a wooden shovel, put it in a cushion, then picked up the sand and poured it on the burning Eight Immortals table.

It's strange that the fire that was poured into the place began to go out.

Yun Dan and the other two kept staring at the raging fire, and they couldn't help but be overjoyed when they saw it.

The four of them put the wooden barrels in their hands, picked up the wooden shovels and squeezing baskets, shoveled up the sand, and poured them towards the raging fire.

Looking at the other nobles, he said proudly: "You see, the little saint is Manjushri Bodhisattva, so there is naturally a way to eliminate the true fire of Samadhi."

After saying that, he took out the statue of Zhao Ping in his arms, took a deep breath, and knelt down and bowed to worship.

"Manjushri Bodhisattva." Sangji Yixi and Jiang Bai Jiacuo also took out the statue of Zhao Ping in his hand, knelt down and bowed to worship him again.

Snowflakes are flying on the hills.

Galo kept staring at the city wall and suddenly burst into laughter.

"The Bodhisattva blessed us and finally hit the gate tower." Gala shook his head and showed a cruel smile on his face.

When Laga saw a ball of hot turbulent oil beginning to burn in the gate building, his eyes couldn't help but close, and his hands were closed: "Qingtang City is over."

Chi Lie didn't care that it was still snowing in the sky and came down from the horse.

"Our Qingtang City, our Qingtang City. My Minister's Mansion." He knelt on the ground, clasped his hands towards Qingtang City, and burst into tears.

He has always lived well in Qingtang City. If it weren't for this rebellion, he wouldn't have been willing to move out of the Minister's Mansion.

Qiangjiu also came down from the horse's back, kneeling while clasping his hands, shook his head and cried bitterly: "My workshop, my workshop, is about to end."

Qiangjiu had long regarded Zhaojiazhuang's workshop as his workshop. When he saw the gate building start to burn, he couldn't help but imagine that the fire was burning in pieces and the entire Qingtang city turned into ashes.

"My workshop, my minister's mansion." Cuosuo also knelt down from his horse's back. He felt heartbroken by his minister's mansion, and even more heartbroken by the workshop in Zhaojiazhuang.

Galo looked at the appearance of the people, and a sneer appeared in his eyes.

He had been observing several people secretly, seeing their words and deeds, and he didn't know what they thought.

It seems that Zhaojiazhuang’s workshop now cannot be taken over by itself.

Since you cannot be taken solely, instead of leaving it for them to grow and challenge yourself, it is better to destroy them all.

If he took down Qingtang City and defeated the Han people, it would be enough to change the history of Tubo and would leave a lot of money in history.

Thinking of this, he felt that his aide Xu Xing was right: "Lord, you should strike while the iron is hot, take the opportunity to unify Qingtang Tubo first, and then unify the entire Tubo, becoming the second Songtsen Gampo."

Thinking of this, Garo looked at the city wall proudly, hoping that his attack would be burned completely at the gate tower.

"It's on fire, it's on fire." Luoba suddenly shouted loudly.

Xiao Huadong was still in the Arrow Tower, but there was no fire in front of him.

He was separated by the roof, so he naturally didn't know what was happening ahead.

Xu Hong didn't understand, so he looked around and asked in confusion: "Where is the fire?"

"Here, here. Here, here, there is fire, fire." Luoba didn't know what the name of this building was, and stammered and pointed at the gate building.

He was so anxious that he spoke more and more urgently.

Xu Hong didn't see it behind him, so he hurriedly ran to the front and indeed saw a small flint in the middle of the roof in front of the gate building, burning.
To be continued...