"This governor does not care about the gains and losses of a city this time, and may not be able to defend it in the future. While the reinforcements of the Jin Kingdom have not yet recovered from Zong Han's defeat, they will press them up to a mountain and finalize the peace talks."

Bai Ning sat on a large golden python chair and said softly. In the distance of his vision, there was a huge city. Several thick black smoke rushed into the sky, igniting red light flashing in the city. Dozens of tiny oil bombs behind him were heading towards the streets and buildings in the city. He could faintly hear the panic and screaming noise in the city.

The next moment, he raised his hand and said, "Do it again."

The cavalry who was sent to the command was running, the winch was rotating, and the pottery jar ignited flames again, but they were shot out, hundreds of flying trajectories fell into the city, the city wall, or hit the city wall, the flames were climbing and burning the wall. Or they hit the wall, splashing stunning oil stuck to the human body, the devouring flames wrapped around the body, ran around with shrill screams, and then fell from the top of the city.

"Martial Artsman!!!"

"I'll go!!!!"

The sea of ​​fire swallowed the city wall, and the sky ran around the city to avoid it with dust. Many soldiers around them were panicked with flames and ran roaringly, then pounced on the ground, making a sizzling sound of burning grease. Compared with the fight like a siege, this method made people feel even more destructive.

Ba Lisu was panting and lay on the ground. Half of his eyebrows were burnt out. There was a smell of burnt corpse in his nose. The air was dirty and it was difficult to breathe. There was a whistling sound passing by in the sky. Then, it was followed by again. The Jurchen general, who was famous for his blood bravery, could not compromise just like this. He grabbed a spear on the ground. He roared and got up from the ground. The knotted muscles in his hands bulged and threw them into the air.

The iron spearing the air was nailed to the flying fireball with a whistling sound. With a bang, the pottery jar exploded and the sprinkled liquid poured down from the sky, pulling out a long fire dragon.

All kinds of riots suddenly came from under the city walls, screaming and wailing. He poked his head and looked down. It was the people who were driven away. At this time, the burning turmeric oil fell among them. Large areas of body with flames ran around screaming and rolling on the ground. People began to run away in other directions.

Bai Ning stood in the middle formation and watched the flames explode in the air with his hands behind his back. The miserable voices gathered together, and the indifference became even more terrifying. "I have deposed a Datong and don't care about deposing another Dading Mansion. Aren't they barbaric? Then let the Jurchens see what is more terrifying than barbaric."

Cao Shaoqing showed a cruel smile on his face at a distance from behind. He took the order. It was a car of bamboo tubes loaded with bamboo tubes, and there were arrows tied together. The long letter line at the bottom of the bamboo tube showed that this could be ignited.

"The Divine Machine Rocket Camp pushes closer to the city distance, and the shield soldiers come forward to cover it." Yang Zhi, wearing a ghost face, rode on the horse, and constantly issued commands in the moving square formation: "Measure the wind direction! The archer equipped the equipment-"

Arrows tied with bamboo tubes were distributed in clusters, five of which began to be distributed to the archers' hands, and each of them raised a torch to ignite the line of letters. Yang Zhi saw that it was almost the same, and looked at the position of the central army.

"The whole army distributed antidotes to prevent the wind direction from changing." Bai Ning said, and when the flag was waving and hitting it, Yang Zhi's voice was already shouting, and the bowstring tense up and pointed it above the sky.

The moment the flags were swept in the wind, the cold and cold sword slashed down: "Let it—"

Whoosh swish swish swish-

Black shadows flew out of the string and flew into the sky, covering the city densely. The line of letters was ignited with a faint flame and quickly disappeared. Balisu opened his mouth slightly, and then opened to a great extent, roaring: "Covering the rain of arrows, you are still alive to a shield!!"

"General, our people have scattered. They are too chaotic. Those who have not been burned to death are blocked by the fire and cannot be seen." A soldier ran over him and said with his lips tremblingly, his eyes full of timidity. "We can't defend the South Gate, we can't defend, we can't retreat."

Ba Lisu suddenly waved his knife and slashed the soldier's face, chopping off half of the other party's head, and swept his ferocious and distorted face over each soldier looking at him. The most fierce voice sounded: "I am Wanyan Yinshuke's younger brother, one of the noble people of the Jin Kingdom. I will not cherish my life today. Whoever says to withdraw will be seeking death-"

In terms of fierceness and the combat power of soldiers, Balisu and the advantage of defending the city are still superior, but all this is not a duel on the battlefield.

Arrow is on the head

Suddenly, an explosion sounded and Ba Lisu was stunned for a moment, and then he heard one after another in his ears. These explosions seemed to be less powerful than he imagined, not to mention that they exploded before they reached the city wall.

"The firearm of the Wu Dynasty" he suddenly laughed, "God blesses me, let my soldiers be spared from the despicable means of the Wu Dynasty."

As I spoke, something was sucked into my mouth and nose, my throat felt a little dry and painful. I couldn't help but cough a few times, and some blood sprayed on the blade from my nose and mouth.

"What's going on?"

He raised his head, his vision became gray, and then a large number of coughing sounds continued to sound at the top of the city. Some people coughed and vomited bleeding, stumbled and fell from the top of the city with painful screams. Some people fell directly into the fire, and the fire was crackling. More Jin soldiers kept holding their stomachs and squatting down with pale faces, drops of blood fell to the ground.

Ba Lisu covered his stomach, his whole body was cold, dark red blood was in his nose, and the corners of his mouth were solidified. Soon, except for the sound of burning flames, there was no sound on the city. The gray smoke drifted into the huge city along the wind.

On October 20th, I went to the Tianhui Mansion of Beijing.

The destruction of Wanyan Zonghan has passed, and occasionally a few different voices will appear in the court, like smashing into a torrent, turning up tiny waves and drifting away with the flow.

"Wu Chao soldiers are coming to Dading Prefecture. I know that the situation is urgent and have ordered Wanyan Yinshuke to lead the troops to rescue him. Before that, I have asked Yelude to go to the military camp to deal with him."

In the Golden Palace, the Jin Dynasty emperor who had just succeeded to the throne was a little immature, but he also had the majesty of emperors. His voice was slow and steady: "I also know that there are people below who are objecting to the peace. If you want to regain peace for five years, it is not easy to restore the ruined city to life. So I don't blame you, but I still have something to say here. My Jurchen tribe came out of the white mountains and black waters, and would not be afraid of anyone. The previous envoys to seek peace were just delaying for a while so that the army could rush back. You should know that the sneak attack of the Wu Dynasty's undeclared war was that they had no confidence and dared not fight against our Jin Dynasty's army.

With a high tone, his hand slapped on the dragon throne, Wanyan Zongjun stood up and scanned the ministers.

"The loss of several cities scared some people. I stand here, please open your eyes and watch how my army drove the Wu Chao out."

When the dragon robe shook and the sleeves were waving, there were guards outside the hall who interrupted him. Then Wanyan Wushu walked in quickly from outside with an anxious expression.

Seeing this, the court officials started whispering.

Seeing his expression like this, Wanyan Zongjun was confused and uneasy. He walked down the imperial stairs to meet him, but his face still maintained a majestic expression.

Over there, the tall and slender Wu Shu bowed, knelt down on one knee, and then spoke in a hurry: "Your Majesty, something happened."

Then, he told the news from the south

Dading Mansion.

A few days after the poisonous smoke passed, Wu Chao flags were hung on the head of the city, and cavalry went in and out at the city gate. One by one, one head of the city was loaded with carts from the city to transport it to the city wall. The faces were arranged with dense mouths that were about to breathe, and they were arranged in series like pearl curtains. The corpses of people and livestock were transported out of the city pond and piled up on the field. After they could not be piled up, they changed to another place to continue to pile up. The mountains made of corpses were faintly formed.

Flies buzzed and bite the carp, and rats were climbing in the gaps between the corpses. Occasionally, a carriage carrying the corpses came over. The sound made aroused the black crows, looking at the masked soldiers with red eyes.

In the afterglow of the sunset, on the charred city wall in the distance, Bai Ning turned around and looked at the houses below, and his vision extended, and the city was no longer angry.

Even if there are still those who survive by chance, they will be destined to die under the knife when the Hejian Prefecture Army enters the city.

"After that, the East Factory sealed this poisonous smoke and could not be used anymore." Bai Ning let out a breath, the air was full of burnt and smell. His eyes were low and he swept over Cao Shaoqing, Feng Bao and others standing behind him: "The secret recipe for developing this poisonous smoke will also be sealed, and then silenced the craftsmen and prevented them from leaking."

Feng Bao hesitated for a moment, "Supermaster, this secret recipe was made by Mr. Gongsun accidentally, and he also needs to be."

"Then let's burn the secret recipe, and the craftsmen who prepared it."

Bai Ning withdrew his gaze and walked down the city wall with a cloak.

The sky was lonely and the afterglow fell the last red. On the Golden Palace of the Jingtianhui, Wanyan Zongjun pursed his lips tightly, stumbled back a few steps, tripped by the imperial stairs, and sat on the steps.

"They actually massacred the city," he gritted his teeth and said dejectedly.

However, Yelu De's messenger followed, and the news was a little later than Wu Shu's fast riding, but he also arrived in Shangjing on the same day. When everyone heard the letter from Yelu De, their hearts were half cold.

"Robber, vicious, villain" Zong Jun's hair stood up one by one, cursing in the hall.

If the Jurchens' courage cannot be so easily defeated, they are unable to follow the situation of not seeing such a rogue's way of moving. A minister raised his fingers, "Once a year, who can bear it."

In fact, the interests of many court officials are in the south. Compared with the coldness of the north, it is easier to cultivate and trade in the south. If it is true as stated in the letter, the loss of interests will be difficult to calculate.

Promise that vicious villain to negotiate

Wanyan Zongjun's mind was blank, and then this thought flashed through.

ps: The first update, there will be some at night.
Chapter completed!