By the time Song Yunqiang collected the blood-patterned golden needle, the two riders had already escaped from the east gate.

Bai Yingqi lay on the horse and kept panting. While he was glad to have escaped death, he cried distressedly:

"My needle! I spent all my money to buy the second one, and now it's gone again!"

Meng Su was still running away, "Don't stop, that man's movement is too fast, he will be overtaken as soon as he stops!"

"No need, that guy's target is not the two of us, but the whole city's army."

Bai Yingqi looked back dejectedly, only to see the nightmarish figure appearing at the east gate. He did not leave the city, but gave him a playful look, as if a falcon was looking at a chick desperately hiding.

The next moment, a wooden barrel was thrown high and hit the city wall, causing black and red fire oil to splash down.

The fire ignited, illuminating the desperate faces of Jingjun in the city.

The blazing flames blocked the way out, and no one could escape through the east gate.

The tragic scene in Anxi City was also blocked by the wall of fire at the door. Only countless miserable cries penetrated the flames and echoed endlessly in the depths of the desert.

"It's over." Bai Yingqi said dejectedly, "I told you at the beginning not to bring this fire-making thing anymore, but your uncle didn't listen to me."

"That's it. Once all four city gates are sealed by fire, none of the 100,000 troops in the city, including your uncle, will be able to get out."

Meng Su frowned and shook his head with difficulty, "Commander Meng is experienced after all. It is impossible that he did not notice the situation. He should have withdrawn. Let's go to other city gates to check and coordinate the evacuation of the troops."

…

In the main tent in the city, several generals gathered around the gloomy-looking commander Meng Huo, not daring to express their anger, and silently waiting for the spies to report on the battle situation.

Bad news comes one after another.

The camp was bombed in the north of the city, countless materials were burned, and the enemy took advantage of the chaos to escape.

Soon the fire oil hidden in the camp in the east of the city was stolen, and the fire immediately ignited, and the huge flames under the night sky could be seen from the main tent.

When the news came that the two masters had been killed, Meng Huo slapped the table in front of him to pieces, frightening the nearby generals.

"Song Yun, Song Yun, what a Song Yun!"

"I looked down on Sikong Cuo before, but I didn't expect that I would fall into trouble in the blink of an eye."

"Song Yun will not die for a day, and Anxi cannot stay for a day. Send an order to all the ministries to evacuate from the city gate and gather outside the city!"

"Ignore the baggage and carriages for now, it's important to evacuate the people!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the news came that the east gate was blocked by fire.

Meng Huo's expression changed and he shouted quickly: "What are you still doing? Send the order to retreat! Let's leave from the west gate immediately."

"Yes!" The generals also realized that something was wrong and hurriedly left the main tent to direct the evacuation of the troops.

Meng Huo mounted his war horse and, protected by dozens of masters, sped towards the west gate.

Along the way, listening to the distant sound of Jingjun's ghosts crying and wolf howling, this famous general had the same complex expression as Sikong Cuo back then.

Anger, doubt, regret, confusion... all kinds of emotions were mixed together, and finally ended up in a sigh.

"After the Tang Dynasty declined for decades, why did such a character appear? Is it because he has not exhausted his energy?"

"When King Tang Jing failed to ascend the throne and the imperial seal was broken, his luck should have been lost."

He looked up to the east on horseback and couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said:

"Song Yun? Young Grandmaster? Fourth in "The Hidden Dragon List"? Just a flashback!"

"When the Rui Shi Battalion comes back to kill this person, who can stop my Da Jing Iron Hoof?"

The next moment, several embarrassed officers came on horseback and shouted anxiously: "Commander Meng, leave quickly, that man is coming to kill you!"

"What!" Meng Huo's eyes trembled.

There was a sudden noise not far away, the soldiers screamed in surprise, and their weapons screamed endlessly.

Then there was a series of puffing sounds, as if a sharp blade penetrated the flesh, cutting open each body, and spraying thick blood onto the sand.

The strong smell of blood began to drift in the wind.

Dressed in white clothes, he broke through the darkness of the night, bravely rushing through the layers of battle formations, holding a sword alone, invincible, and approaching Meng Huo step by step.

The masters responsible for protecting the coach roared and rushed forward, but when they got halfway, they were cut into two pieces by the invisible sword energy.

There are fewer and fewer people around me.

"Can't you escape...?"

Looking at the west gate a mile away, and then at Song Yun who was only a few dozen feet away, Meng Huo smiled miserably.

"I didn't expect that I was worse than Sikong Cuo. I died before I left the army. I didn't even see Chang'an and I was about to fall here."

"Shuai Meng, don't give up, hurry up, your horse is fast, he can't catch up!"

The last guard whipped his horse, causing the horse to carry Meng Huo and run towards the west gate.

However, Song Yun would not let him go just like that.

The two young officers were allowed to escape before, but they were too lazy to pursue them.

You have to start cutting the leeks from the old ones, and finish cutting the new ones as soon as they come up. Who will give you the experience points in the future? Who will give you the blood-stained gold needles?

He had just finished setting fire to the east gate and was on his way to the north gate when he discovered through the [real-time map] that a large number of Jingjun masters were showing signs of evacuating towards the west gate, so he hurried over.

We caught a general who was suspected to be the coach. He was a mature leek. How could he let him go so easily?

Song Yun picked up a long sword from the ground, summoned all his strength, and threw it away.

Chang Ge turned into a meteor, pierced the night, hit the target, and directly penetrated the whole body of the war horse!

Amid the whine, Meng Huo fell off his horse and fell heavily to the ground, with sand and dust covering his face, making him extremely embarrassed.

Song Yun swung his sword to kill the entangled Jing soldiers and walked towards the general who fell to the ground.

Meng Huo jumped up suddenly, pulled out the sword from his waist, showed his martial arts skills in the Xiantian realm, and slashed at Song Yun with all his strength.

There was a "ding" sound, and the long knife was knocked away.

Song Yun punched the opponent in the lower abdomen, causing him to look in pain and curl up like a shrimp.

"Are you the coach Jing Jun?"

Meng Huo spat out a mouthful of blood and snorted coldly: "Song Yun, right? You think you are strong? Grandmaster is not invincible. If you dare to be an enemy of Da Jing, your death is not far away!"

"I'll be waiting for you on the Huangquan Road!"

After saying that, he roared and stretched out his hands, trying to strangle Song Yun's neck. This was of course in vain, and he received another punch in the abdomen.

In order to prevent Jing Jiang from committing suicide, Song Yun knocked him unconscious with the hilt of his sword, and then dragged him towards the west gate.

Not long after, all the four gates in the east, west, north and south were on fire. A hundred thousand Jing troops and tens of thousands of civilians were on fire. Only more than 10,000 people escaped, and the rest were trapped in the city.

People kept climbing up the city wall and jumping out. Those with low martial arts skills were thrown to death. The masters of martial arts were also knocked unconscious from the fall and lay in the sand outside unable to groan.

Seeing this, Song Yun jumped directly to the top of the city, poured a circle of fire oil on it, and created a "fire cage" that kept burning, trapping all the remaining Jing troops in the city.
Chapter completed!