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Chapter 526 The elites of the Western Army who set fire while attacking their hearts (four more)

At this moment, there was no one on the street, only their group of a dozen people and more than [-] war horses walked towards Naxi City reverently.

When the guide who was about a few feet away from them reined in the horse's head and raised the torch in his hand high, with the light of the fire, Yao Laoliu finally saw the West Market in Ping'an Jing.

The next moment, looking at the nine brothers beside him, Yao Laoliu nodded vigorously.

"A pair of two, let's go, after ten breaths, start setting fire, see you at Guanglong Temple."

"Understood, Lao Yao, don't fucking die."

"roll!"

Seeing the group of Xijun elites leave quietly with a playful smile on their faces, Yao Laoliu took a deep breath and began to bend his fingers slowly.

At this moment, the guide was copying a bow nervously, looking around vigilantly.

"Do it!" Accompanied by Yao Laoliu's low cry, the elite of the Western Army standing behind Yao Laoliu immediately picked up a kerosene bomb skin bag and put it in front of the torch to light it.

Then he threw it towards Xishi on the side with all his strength, picked up another kerosene bomb bag, ignited it, and threw it in another direction...

They don't need to worry about whether the petrol bomb they throw will explode, they just know.

I need to throw away the forty or fifty kerosene bombs carried by the mount beside me before I can complete the first task.

The first kerosene bomb hit the ceiling of a shop and slowly slid down.

Following the burning of the hot kerosene, the skin bag burst open with a muffled sound, and a small amount of kerosene splashed out and scattered in all directions.

Like candlelight one after another, it began to illuminate the surroundings brighter and brighter.

Soon, several catties of viscous whale oil and honey mixture flowed slowly while burning...

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Not far away, one after another, kerosene bombs began to burn one after another, burst open, and stuck to the ground, the wooden wall, the tiles above the head, and the straw...

And Yao Laoliu and the elite of the Western Army behind him silently moved the mounts under them, took a few steps forward, threw several more, and continued.

Such hard work, such earnestness, is almost like the old farmer who works hard in the farmland and buryes his head in planting seedlings, ignoring worldly affairs.

As Pingzhi who was on duty at night in the West Market, he slept soundly until a faint oily fragrance began to hit his nose.

Only then did Pingzhi open his eyes in a daze, Yigulu stood up from the wooden bed, and pushed open the door.

Only then did Ping Zhi, who was only 1.4 meters tall, notice that at this moment, there was already a bright light in front of him.

Along with the light came the scorching hot air, and the sound of the bamboo and wood being burned to the point of bursting.

Turning his head, Pingzhi realized that it was not just in front of his eyes, but in all directions, all of which were flames so bright that they could blind his own eyes.

"Fire, fire! Fire!" Pingzhi shouted heartbreakingly...

In a private house separated by only one street from Naxi City, a dry and skinny man suddenly opened his eyes and tilted his head in doubt.

Then he pushed the yellow-faced woman next to her, who was as tall as two of her own.

"Nadeko, Nadeko, do you hear someone calling?"

"Sleep with you, I didn't hear anything, so I'll get out if you keep making noise."

"...Okay, baby, let's continue to sleep."

"Father, mother, it's dawn..."

"Yuzi, what nonsense are you talking about, your father and I were so tired that we just fell asleep, how could it be dawn?"

The yellow-faced woman sat up with displeasure and shouted towards the door.

At this moment, the dead ghost beside him pulled up the curtain covering the window beside the bed, and in an instant, the husband and wife squinted their eyes subconsciously.

At this moment, I finally heard someone shouting loudly about the fire.

"Amaterasu Omi, the West Market, the entire West Market is on fire..."

Yao Pingzhong, who had been silently looking at the southern part of Ping'an capital, raised his head to look at the bright moon.

Time is still passing bit by bit, but there has been no fire in the southern part of Ping'an capital, which makes Yao Pingzhong a little nervous.

Could it be that the brothers in the south encountered some accident?
"General, look, look over there..."

At this moment, a soldier whispered excitedly.

Yao Pingzhong simply stepped on the saddle with both feet, and stood up abruptly from the horse's back.

He finally saw that at this moment, in the southern area of ​​Heianjing, on the left and the right, it seemed that there were two exaggeratedly large bonfires burning.

And the flames have already started, rising towards the sky, and rolling...

"Okay, it seems that Yao Laoliu and the others have done it."

"Next, let's do it as soon as possible, let's go..."

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Soon, the soaring flames of the East Market and West Market alarmed more and more Japanese people in Heian capital.

Soon, two of the remaining troops in Heianjing were dispatched and began to rush towards the eastern and western cities.

Soon, those Japanese found desperately that no matter how much water they poured, the flames could not be extinguished.

Moreover, since the East Market and the West Market were on fire in all directions at the same time, this also led to the fact that if you want to fight the fire, you can only rescue it from the periphery.

How can we save a fire that cannot be put out with water?
This was just the beginning, not long after, the houses and residences on both sides of Si Tiao Street also began to burst into flames, and the people who were especially cared for were the dignitaries and nobles of the Japanese kingdom.

At this moment, a Japanese man rushed out from the burning house, and saw a terrifyingly tall horse standing in front of him not far away.

And on the back of that horse, there was another person wearing armor, which looked so scarlet and strange under the light of the fire.

Before he could speak, he heard the other party yelling vaguely.

"Enemy attack, protect the emperor!"

Hearing this, the Japanese man couldn't help but turned his head to look in the direction of the palace. He heard a clang, and when he turned his head, he saw the flash of the sword like a sword, and he lost consciousness.

Looking at the head still rolling on the ground, the elite of the Western Army couldn't help cursing.

"Damn, didn't he understand?"

"It doesn't matter if he understands or not, just shout."

These elites of the Western Army of the Song Dynasty set fire happily in the middle of peace, while exhaling and making noise.

Using the few Japanese words they learned from the number one scholar of the Great Song Dynasty who taught them word by word, they yelled over and over again.

In such a dark night, the entire Heian capital is full of raging flames, and people can still be heard shouting for enemy attacks and protecting the emperor.

Either someone is yelling, Fujiwara's rebellion, everyone run away.

There are also people who are shouting loudly that the emperor wants to kill the Fujiwara family and kill the Fujiwara family...

In the nightmare, Fujiwara Tadashi, who saw Emperor Shirakawa approaching him with a grinning smile, finally opened his eyes amidst the hasty shouts.

(End of this chapter)