world festival

Cheng Ji was lying on the bed. Even in the middle of the night, he didn't sleep soundly after a long battle. He heard hurried footsteps outside in a daze, and immediately jumped up from the bed. He touched the pillow with his right hand, He had already pulled out his saber in his hand, and shouted in a low voice, "Why are you making so much noise?"

The door of the room was knocked open suddenly, and standing outside the door were Qian Miao's son, Qian Chuanying, and the commander of the three cities, Ma Chuo. Ready to go out of the city to fight the enemy soldiers.

Seeing this, Cheng Ji understood three or four points, and asked in a low voice, "Are there soldiers making trouble outside the city?"

Qian Chuanying nodded, and said bitterly: "Exactly, Xu Zaisi, the left commander of the Wuyongdu outside the city, led the bandit soldiers to rebel, cheated and opened the gate of the outer city, and set fire to looting everywhere."

Cheng Ji was shocked when he heard the words: "When the king went to the Yijin Army, it was Xu Wan who escorted him. These two people are both Sun Ru's former troops, so they must have colluded beforehand, I'm afraid." Speaking of this, Cheng Ji He stopped suddenly, but at this moment the three people in the room understood what he meant, Xu Zaisi made trouble here, I'm afraid Qian Miao is already in danger.

"There are no more than four thousand bandit soldiers in Wuyongdu. After I lead the troops out of the city to resist, I will select trusted soldiers and rush to the surrounding counties and counties, and send troops from other towns to help." Qian Chuanying said vigorously.

Cheng Ji and Ma Chuo nodded, and rushed to Qian Miao Jietang first to get the seal of the Jiedu envoy of Liangzhe.Cheng Ji quickly finished his work and went out to the barracks of the Nei Ya Army stationed in Yacheng.The place where he lives is in Yacheng, Hangzhou, the terrain is very high, when he just came out of the door, there was a gust of wind blowing in front of him, and a puff of smoke rushed into his nostrils, which was full of burning smell.

At the same time, a red light flashed in the distant sky.

"This is fire!" Cheng Ji said to himself in pain.

At this time, it was the last hour of the fourth watch, the sky was already twilight, and the moon had already been turned dark red by the firelight, as if it had been stained with blood.The high ground near Yacheng was shining with golden yellow and reddish light, and he didn't know whether it was the fire or the morning light. When he got a few steps to the railing, a terrible scene came into his eyes.

The square not far from Yacheng was completely shrouded in smog, as if forming a land covered by a sea of ​​clouds. Houses, square walls, streets and trees were all invisible in the clouds, but on the other side of this cloud, the outer city Burning on the rolling hills.

This fire did not show the shape of a pillar of fire like a certain building—even a building as large as the main hall of Lingyin Temple burned. It was a continuous line, rather like a wall. A wall that swallows everything.

Above this wall rose a wave-like cloud of smoke, most of it was pitch-black, and some places were light red or blood-like in color, wisps of thick smoke gradually swelled, forming a black mass above the flames Winding up, like a huge snake with no friends.This strangely shaped wave sometimes even covered the wall of fire, and only the shining red light could be seen from the cracks in the smoke, but after a short pause, these little red lights illuminated the smoke cloud from below , turning the underlying cloud of smoke into waves of flame.Waves of flame and smoke stretched from one side of the sky to the other, covering the lower half of the space, just as the continuous forest sometimes covers the horizon.The Longquan Mountain in the distance can't be seen at all.

Cheng Ji looked at it suddenly, and felt that the whole Hangzhou was on fire, and it seemed that no living person could be saved from this catastrophe. ,

From the direction of the outer city, there is a wind blowing all the time. This is the wind from the Qiantang River. It blows more and more fiercely. It is not the dross and smoke of burning objects. The servants who are waiting on the side are also coughing violently.At this time, the sky gradually brightened, and the light of the morning sun penetrated through the smoke, and it seemed to be a little bloody and gloomy.The open space under Yacheng was gradually shrouded in thicker and more opaque smog.The entire city of Hangzhou was engulfed in smoke.From time to time, people who lost their souls escaped from the burning workshop, pain &#[-];