No one could have imagined that dozens of large "fireballs" thrown down would turn into a situation that burned the world.
Yan Shaoguang's eyes widened with a rare hint of shock.
The man in Taoist robes stretched his neck, his face uncertain.
Yan Danzhi originally wanted to order the troops who had not moved forward to put out the fire, but in the blink of an eye, he discovered the secret and shouted loudly, ordering everyone to retreat!
The girl in green had very complicated feelings. She was happy when Yan Shaoguang was defeated, and she was relieved when Xu Sheng was temporarily out of danger. However, 80,000 Dazhao sergeants were burned, and more than 80,000 fresh lives were disappearing.
She was so heartbroken that she didn't even dare to look directly.
"Yan Shaoguang, you have to take full responsibility for this." Yan Danzhi's eyes were red, and he was about to rush forward with his fists dancing. If it weren't for the Taoist robe man to stop him, Yan Shaoguang would have received a heavy blow on his face.
It is true that Yan Danzhi is not a good person. He is greedy for money, lustful, cunning, and snobbish. He is accustomed to following others and taking advantage of others. However, he also has his own perseverance and his own belief in justice.
To the monarch, he was loyal; to the people, he was full of sympathy; to the powerful ministers, although he was flattering on the surface, he was scornful in his heart; and for the soldiers who lived with him day and night, there was no doubt that he loved them.
At the very least, he will not let his soldiers die, nor will he let tens of thousands of people participate in a battle that makes no sense and does not need to be fought just for his own "credit."
Yan Shaoguang didn't speak, he stared straight into the sea of fire, his eyes were about to burst.
Throwing fire is a common tactic when defending a city, but no fire can be like this. It can't be extinguished and it can wrap around people's bodies.
Although Yan Shaoguang is arrogant, he is an extremely smart person. How can he be ordinary when he has achieved such an achievement at the age of twenty? He also saw that the fire was unusual!
Fire is ordinary fire among the grass and trees; however, once it touches the human body, it changes instantly and becomes a ghost, like a ghost, which will never stop until it devours the person completely!
At first, only a few dozen people were hit by the fire. The nearby companions helped put it out, but were unexpectedly entangled by the "magic fire". The remaining people put out the fire and were entangled again. In this way, the tragedy became more and more serious.
Now, even if Yan Shaoguang understands, what can he do? It will not help. Even if he orders everyone to disperse without touching any fire, no one will listen.
Everyone was panicking and making a mess. Who would listen to his fart? His prestige had long since disappeared along with the lives devoured by the flames.
Flames are not only "passed" between people, but can also be passed from people to vegetation, and then from vegetation to people. With people and vegetation all over the mountains and plains, where can you hide? There is nowhere to hide!
Yan Danzhi gritted his teeth and gave Yan Shaoguang a vicious look, then turned around and ran wildly, shouting to everyone around him: "Give me the order, everyone retreat, ten miles back! Then chop down the trees, weed the grass, and build trenches."
He couldn't bear it, but he had to give up his comrades in the "sea of fire"; although he was angry, he still had to stay calm and give orders.
Sorry!
He said in his heart that no one could see that he was bursting into tears!
Fire, still fire.
Xu Sheng had never seen such a huge battle. The sky and the earth were filled with red color, and the beating tongues of fire seemed to break through the boundaries and rush to the high sky; the hot air waves rolled through layers, and the wind and flames
The qi blended together, raising the "ashes" high and high.
At this moment, the originally fresh and beautiful suburb of Zhiyang turned into a purgatory on earth. The sound of wind, the sound of air waves, the sound of burning, the wail of dying people... | All kinds of sounds gathered,
It became an indescribable "music".
Xu Sheng watched and listened, and was in a trance for a moment, as if he had entered a different world.
"This is all...because of me!?"
Xu Sheng couldn't believe it and was stunned. Apart from being extremely shocked, he also felt unspeakable pain.
He, unintentionally and out of desperation, burned countless trees and a total of 80,000 human lives.
Eighty thousand!
It was a number that made Xu Sheng's heart tremble and couldn't even imagine it.
"My...sins are even worse."
Xu Sheng whispered and stretched out his hands to look. Suddenly, whether it was due to the reflection of the fire, the hands turned blood red for a moment, and it seemed like blood beads were slipping from between the fingers...
"The big house of the Xu family was destroyed because of me, and thousands of the Qin family and their guests were killed by my hands. The subsequent chain reaction was a melee between Qingliao and Qingliao, and hundreds of thousands of people died on the battlefield. My division "Hanshan", to save me
I sacrificed my life to take the "relics"; the "old blind man" tried to replace my broken body and severed limbs, forcibly promoted me to the level of a saint, consumed my lifespan and died. Now, 80,000 innocent people have lost their lives because of me, and their bones have not been preserved.
My whole life is also stained with blood, so how am I different from that evil butcher? How am I different from an executioner?"
Xu Sheng looked back and just wanted to give himself a big mouth. Guilt and anger welled up together, making him confused.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!"
At this moment, the sudden cheers caught Xu Sheng's attention. When he looked back, he saw a group of Fanchuan soldiers on the city wall celebrating.
They were smiling, dancing and cheering.
Yes, to a certain extent, they won the battle, eliminated the aggressive invading enemies, and temporarily ensured their own safety without having to worry about dying.
But, do people only think about their own life and death?
Xu Sheng didn't know, but he couldn't be like others, couldn't laugh heartily, couldn't forget to celebrate.
fire.
The burning was huge.
But it's not as big as before.
When all the combustible things are burned out, even if it is unwilling to give up, it can only pass away.
In a short time, most of the "arrogant" flames that seemed to be capable of swallowing up the sky and the earth were sharpened, leaving only some that were still struggling pointlessly.
The red world just now turned into a dead gray black.
"What a great gesture, such grandeur! What a weird...fire!"
In the seemingly infinite "black", the outline of a human figure is barely detectable, whispering softly. He is none other than the evil young man from the Liaozhou mass grave.
In the sea of fire, he managed to avoid being burned. Although he was embarrassed, he was safe and sound.
"Karma fire, or something else?"
The evil young man said to himself, his eyes flickering, revealing his deep greed.
The so-called "karma fire" is not a mortal thing. It has the "miracle" of robbing vitality and devouring souls. It is extremely suitable for the evil young people who have fallen into the "devil path".
With the "karma fire", he can kill people better and swallow people's lives better, which is of great benefit to his cultivation; he even wants to use the "karma fire" to achieve greater "ambition" and step forward
Take that almost impossible step!
He is not willing to give in, he only wants to be powerful!
"The situation is getting more and more complicated, and all kinds of weird things have appeared. The huge chariot that can barely compete with me, the golden light that blocks my hard blow, the sword on the waist of that arrogant boy
, and this strange flame that is suspected of being a "karma fire". Wow, this small isolated city can actually affect so many secrets."
The evil young man murmured, admiring but also feeling worried in his heart.
Everything now has exceeded his original expectations. He came here for revenge, and thought he could succeed easily; but he didn't expect that it would turn out like this!
It was really hard for him to touch and see through.
Retreat or stay?
This is a serious problem.
He was hesitating and thinking. Now, his "heirs" are coming non-stop. They will gather together in a short time. By that time, his strength will more than double.
However, when he thought about the difficulty of practicing for many years, he backed down. Once he failed, then...
"That's all."
He said this, but his eyes were looking around, with a tangled look on his face.
He was unwilling to do so.
How can you be willing to do so?
In an instant, all the past events came to mind. The rolling in the pile of dead, the humiliation of being trampled under the feet of the guard, and the desolation of the desolate cemetery where it had been dormant for more than thirty years.
Unwilling.
Only unwillingness.
Why can't I conquer the world even though I have sacrificed so much and become a monster that is neither human nor ghost? Why can those juniors possess the treasure that I covet?
"Those should be mine!"
The evil young man roared in his heart, with the fire of desire steaming in his eyes. He made the decision not to leave, but to stay here, hoping to fish in troubled waters and get a treasure during the war.
"Just one."
He murmured like this and licked his lips lightly.