A spark can start a prairie fire. More than a thousand sharp arrows are more than a thousand stars. More than a thousand stars gather together will be a huge fire.

The flames are elegant and lively and unpredictable, but they are cruel and cruel and unscrupulous. The orange-yellow seeds of light, left by more than a thousand stars, began to take root and sprout on the tinder oil and straw, and then they grew stronger with a "squeeze" howl, and stretched out their ruthless long tongues to the surrounding city walls, city gates, corner towers and other buildings, rolling all the things that can be swallowed into their stomachs.

Fire was originally a symbol of hope, but at this moment, it was more like a cruel and ruthless demon, bringing twelve points of despair to the Jiangdong Army who had just broken into the city.

The tincture started to ignite.

The straw ignited.

Even Shi Nie, covered with straw, ignited.

The flames are yellow like marigolds, red like roses, purple like thorns, or blue like delphinium, with different colors. They are also invariably volatile and have shapes. Clusters of flames will gather together to create a shocking appearance, sometimes like a hidden dragon soaring into the sky, sometimes like a long snake spitting out a letter, sometimes like a tiger coming out of the trunk, and sometimes like a vermilion bird flying in the air.

Sun Jian, Sun Ce and his son, as well as the warriors under his command, were eager to enter the city, but at this moment, they wanted to not have entered the city just now.

From a distance, Anlu County is like the Flame Mountain described in Journey to the West. The flames are burning fiercely and the gods are burning, and no one is allowed to approach them at all. Not to mention the general, general and warrior in this "mountain"?

Sun Jian, Sun Ce, Zhou Yu, Liu Bei, Zhuge Liang and others led the warriors to stand in the middle of the street, and all their hearts sank completely. The oil on their foreheads just wiped out, and the armor wet by moat water was dry and was soaked in sweat. The shoes under their feet were also squeaking with the boiling ground.

Everyone looked around anxiously, as anxious as ants on the hot pan.

"This dog-good Wang Li is so cruel that he actually used such a weird trick to destroy the family. Wouldn't he be afraid of being punished by God?" Sun Ce cursed viciously, spitting phlegm on the ground, and the ground was dried in an instant, leaving nothing behind.

Zhou Yu and Zhuge Liang nodded and looked at each other speechlessly. Although everyone knew that the fire was ordered by Zhao Yun, Zhao Yun was just a knife in Wang Li's hand. If Wang Li had not given Wang Li's order, even if Zhao Yun had ten courage, he would not dare to raise the city and burn it.

Just thinking that Zhao Yun could move the people, merchants, scholars and wealthy families in the entire Anlu County town overnight, the two felt a little nervous. They knew that it would be impossible to complete the migration of tens of thousands of people in a short period of time, unless most people believed in Wang Li or believed that Wang Li would never treat them unfairly.

However, Sun Jian and Liu Bei did not think so much. Their heat was almost burning. They were still unable to take care of themselves. How could they still have the "idle" to figure out Wang Li's thoughts and fame?

"All the guys, evacuate the city immediately!"

Seeing the flames coming down from the city, there were already hundreds of houses shaking in the flames under the corners of the city walls on the southeast, west and north. Sun Jian crossed his ancient ingot knife, shouted angrily, and ran towards the south gate.

Unfortunately, although the soldiers on the top of the city and at the gate heard the order to retreat, they were not happy at all. They were still deep in the heart of the flames. The flames had already been close to their bodies, and their armor and hair and beards rolled them into hell.

Screams and wails, the smell of barbecue penetrated into the noses of the fleeing generals, generals and warriors along the wind.

Sun Jian shivered, the reins suddenly slammed, the war horse roared a long roar and suddenly soared into the air, and his legs stepped forward and the crumbling wooden door in the Nanmen Cave and smashed to the ground with a bang. The flames fell, revealing the graceful and enchanting distant mountains outside the door.

"Brothers, withdraw quickly!"

Seeing that his father had already run out of the city, Sun Ce breathed a little relieved and waved his whip to urge the horse to go towards the south gate at lightning.

Anlu County was burned by Zhao Yun, and the city was like a copper pillar hell or a volcanic hell. The temperature was like magma. Tens of thousands of troops wanted to immediately turn into a breeze and escape from this deadly hot world.

But is it really that safe outside the city?

There were about three arrows away from the city, so Sun Jian slowly turned around and looked at the fire in his sight from afar, and a burst of anger arose in his heart.

This time, he received a letter from Liu Bei sent someone to Xingye, and immediately rushed to the north of the Yangtze River. He occupied Jiangxia without bloodshed and approached Anlu. Originally, he thought that this time he could avenge a revenge under the city of Lu'an, but the fire made him realize that he had fallen into a deeper vortex.

Only about 70,000 troops left the city and gathered under them, and nearly 12,000 soldiers stayed in Anlu County forever. How can he not let him feel heartbroken? How can he not let him be angry? How can he not let him rush to his head? How can he not let him rush to his head?

"Xuande..."

Sun Jian glared at An Lu, and even took a little anger at Liu Bei who had defected to him. As soon as he called a name in his mouth, he felt the grass under his feet shaking, and then he heard the sound of rolling iron hooves and thunderous shouts of killing from both sides of An Lu City.

"Don't teach Sun Jian's dog thief to leave!"

"The monkey surnamed Sun, where can I escape? Let's take your grandpa's axe!"

"The four gates of Anlu are opened, and the ghosts of Jiangdong are coming. Capture Liu Xuande alive and chop Sun Wentai with a knife!"

Sun Jian and Sun Ce were furious. When the ancient ingot knife and the overlord spear were swung, the horse ran towards the east and west gates, which scared Zhou Yu and Huang Gai and others to their bones, and grabbed their horse reins with one hand: "Lord, don't act irresistibly. Our army has been defeated. The soldiers have just escaped from the sea of ​​fire. The morale is sluggish. They are definitely not enemies of Zhao Yun and others!"

Han Dang, who had just escaped from the north gate, quickly rolled off the horse: "Lord, we are all trapped by Wang Li. It is not only Zhao Yun in Anlu City, but also the last general met Wei Yan, the powerful general of Jingzhou who had once played against Guan Yu at the city gate."

Isn’t Zhao Yun the only one in the city?

Sun Jian was slightly confused and heard Han Dang continue, "Besides, when he was in the north of the city, he vaguely saw heavy troops hidden in the mountains not far away. The lord, I left the green mountains without worrying about the lack of firewood. For the sake of this, I can only avoid the sharpness of Zhao Yun's dog thief!"

Sun Jian was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Could it be that he had lost about 20% or 30% of the warriors but could only win one Jiang Xia, who had no navy troops in charge?

However, he was the commander of the first army after all, and the safety of the entire army would ultimately surpass his likes, dislikes and face. Sun Jian sighed, waved his hand, and issued a weak order to retreat to the entire army.

...

The sun gradually sets westward, and only a trace of afterglow remains in the sky.

More than 38,000 troops were hungry and exhausted, and they threw away their armor along the way and headed straight from Anlu to Jiangxia along the avenue.

Seeing that Jiangxia City Gate was looking at it, but only a few miles away, the Jiangdong army breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, another sudden sound of war drums was heard everywhere. In a faint vague, several people came out of the reed marshes and grass around.

A large flag was waving in the wind, and teams of iron cavalry came in the evening setting sun, and the shouts of killing were even more earth-shaking and terrifying.

"Sun Ce, you haven't sent your head quickly. Huang Zhong and Zhang Liao have been waiting here for a long time!"

"Big ear thief, you ungrateful child, don't you send your head quickly. Xu Huang and Wenpin have been waiting here for a long time!"

"General Sun, I heard that you want to hunt Jiangxia with your lord, Han Meng, Ju Yi was ordered to wait here, please see you!"

The sounds were as thunderous as the ears, making everyone confused.

"Brother Xuande, Huang Zhong, Zhang Liao, Wen Pin, Cai Mao and others should still be in Xiangyang City at this time?" Sun Jian raised his hand and pointed to the figure that was getting closer and closer, with a dim face, "Explain to Brother Yu, what the hell are these people who emerge?"

Liu Bei dared not say anything, but Zhou Yu lifted him up: "Lord, since Duke Xuande can reach this place, it must be not difficult for them, or they followed Duke Xuande all the way to this!"

Sun Jian glared at Liu Bei with anger, as if he was about to swallow Liu Bei alive. He held the ancient ingot knife in his hand and finally put it down: "I'll order all the troops to go straight to Poyang by Huangpi!"
Chapter completed!