Following Ren Baqian's order, the people from the Rearguard Commandery began to move. Figures jumped from rooftop to rooftop, landed somewhere from time to time, picked up two jars, and headed in a certain direction.
Since the rebels were prepared to fight and retreat at the same time to lure the aboriginals to the center of the city, there weren't many troops left in the south of the city. The people from the Rearguard Commandery didn't encounter any obstacles.
"There's one here and two in the northwest!" An old man stood on the roof and pointed. Three younger men and women immediately jumped down in the direction he pointed. Soon, they left with the oil cans.
The old man's ears twitched. The shouts in front seemed to have lessened.
"I didn't expect you to have such a plan. It's simply sinful," the old man muttered to himself.
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man jumped a few times on the roof. Then, he looked around and found an oil can under a pile of firewood at the back of one of the courtyards. He placed the can on the roof and searched in other directions.
"Was there a sound on the roof just now?" In the house below, a woman was huddled in the arms of a man with a terrified look on her face.
"Don't think too much." The man forced himself to calm down and said, "Even if the sky is overturned outside, we will be fine as long as we hide in the house."
Although he said this, his face was deathly pale.
As time passed, Xi Wanya stood on the roof and looked at the slow advance in front of him. His eyes were like an eagle's as he scanned the distance from time to time. His gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the darkness and see the people moving in the dark.
"Reporting to Protector General Xi, most of the oil jars in the south of the city have been found," Zuo Leng reported respectfully as he landed near Xi Wanya.
Xi Wanya nodded and then raised his voice. "Hurry up. I hope that by daybreak, there will only be corpses left in the city."
"Kill!"
As Xi Wanya's voice spread out in the night, the shouts suddenly became louder.
…
In an inconspicuous house in the west of the city, the windows were wide open, and there wasn't any light coming out of the room.
Only with the help of the moonlight could a few figures be seen sitting in the room.
Mister Ning tilted his head and listened in the distance. "Their attack has intensified again."
Tie Zihe's face was ashen and he remained silent.
"Based on this intensity, it will take about an hour to reach the City Lord's Mansion. Let the fire start from the City Lord's Mansion. With the power of a prairie fire, it will burn the entire city. "Mister Ning revealed a smile. It was a rare sight to see an entire city buried along with an aboriginal army.
It made his heart beat a little faster.
"When they attack the City Lord's Mansion, we will retreat," Xie Kun said.
"It's a pity that we can't watch such a scene in the city," Mister Ning said with some regret.
"Mister Ning!" Tie Zihe suddenly spoke.
"Alliance Master Tie, what's the matter?" Mister Ning turned to look at him.
However, he only saw a snow-white light in the darkness, causing his pupils to rapidly dilate.
Clang!
The sound of swords clashing rang out.
"Are you crazy?" Xie Kun blocked Tie Zihe's sword with his long saber, his face full of disbelief.
"You want to kill me?" Mister Ning was also surprised.
"Regardless of the outcome of this battle, he's already useless. If we win, the Ancient race will be defeated and will no longer be able to stop us. There's no point in keeping this person alive. If we lose, even if we escape, we will no longer be able to contend against the Ancient race. There's no point in keeping this person alive. " Tie Zihe had a crazed look on his face as he growled, "Let him accompany the commoners in this city and die together!"
"Hahahahaha!" Mister Ning convulsed with laughter. "I'm only the one who came up with the plan, but you are the one who actually implemented it! Now, you can't bear the sin in your heart and want to put the blame on me? You've deceived yourself to this extent. You don't even have the slightest bit of responsibility. How are you going to lead the Northern Alliance? "
"That's right, you are deceiving yourself!" Xie Kun's face was ashen as he growled, "Do you think this battle is over? What happens after that? Who will divert the energy of the aboriginals? Where will we get weapons? "
"We can send more people to the Yun Nation or even Great Xia. No one will know how he died. Even if they knew, they wouldn't care as long as we are still of value. In order to exterminate the aboriginals, I will have no face to lead the Northern Alliance after this battle! "Tie Zihe said.
"What do you mean?" Xie Kun was shocked again.
"Tianjing Basin doesn't need three factions! As long as you can settle the Green Bell Flower, you can become the ruler of Tianjing Basin. The three factions have been fighting for decades, and it's time to end it, "Tie Zihe said coldly.
"My last request is to kill him!" Tie Zihe glanced at Mister Ning.
Mister Ning's expression changed. "Don't forget that you were the one who gave the order."
"You are right about one thing. It's not a loss to exchange the lives of this city's commoners for the lives of 10,000 barbarians. However, these commoners will be under the rule of the Northern Alliance for generations to come. Therefore, I will die with you and the people of Youxin City. "Tie Zihe's eyes were filled with madness.
"You are crazy, you are really crazy!" Mister Ning shouted.
"You are crazy!" Xie Kun also said, "Although he was the one who proposed the plan, you were the one who gave the order. Now, you want to kill him? Although I don't know why you are crazy, I don't want to stop you. "
As Xie Kun spoke, he suddenly loosened his grip, and Tie Zihe's sword pierced into Mister Ning's chest like a dragon.
"Hehe … hehe …" Mister Ning hugged the sword in his chest and laughed bitterly. "What a pitiful person!" He then fell to the ground.
"Do you know that I once thought of dragging you to death with me … However, Tianjing Basin needs a leader, and that woman, Rao Yu, can't do it." Tie Zihe looked at Xie Kun and sneered. He pulled out his sword and strode out of the room.
"Mister Ning, you know that I can't refuse." Xie Kun sheathed his sword and lowered his head.
"Hehe, hehe … A bunch of wishful thinking people …" Mister Ning muttered to himself as he spat out blood.
"Wishful thinking? Maybe! How would you know if you don't try? "Xie Kun laughed.
Tie Zihe looked at the blood-stained sword in his hand in the courtyard and remained silent.
A man in black landed beside him and said, "Sir, there are many martial artists traversing the rooftops in the city. It seems like they are looking for something."
"It seems like they have discovered it. In that case, pass down the order and let's begin!" Tie Zihe finished speaking and strode out of the courtyard.
The direction he was heading in was the place where the battle was the most intense.
One by one, the guards in the courtyard started to follow behind him.
"All of you can leave and leave! They are still fighting, and they need a leader, "Tie Zihe said without turning his head.
"But it would be too shabby if the leader doesn't have guards around him," a guard behind him said.
…
Following Tie Zihe's departure, 500 men in black spread out and went to various places in the city. They took out cans of oil from under the pile of firewood in each corner and poured it on the firewood or on the rooftops.
When the warlord's residence in the center of the city lit up with a huge flame, sparks lit up everywhere in the city and began to spread and spread.
However, looking from a high vantage point, these sparks were all in the east, west, and north of the city.
In the south of the city, a man in black rushed to the location where the firewood and oil cans were placed. He was stunned for a moment because the firewood and oil cans that were originally placed there had disappeared!
He then rushed to another location, but a sword suddenly fell from the sky and nailed him to the ground.
In another place, a man in black searched three locations and found that all the oil cans had disappeared … In one place, even the firewood was gone.
In the end, he had no choice but to take out a match, squat down, and use it to light the firewood.
However, a figure suddenly appeared behind him and slapped him on the head. He immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
A man in black was looking for the storage location of the oil cans. On a tree behind him, Ren Baqian sat on a branch, leisurely took out his gun, unlocked the safety, and aimed at the rats below …
Bang! Bang! Bang! …
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