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Volume 1: The White Body and the Poor Family Chapter 169: Burning the Mountain

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    Another strong gust of wind blew in, messing up Cheng Yuanzhi's hair.

    "The northwest wind! The woods are dense! The weather is dry! Not good! If at this time, Champion Nawen leads his army to burn the mountain, then all the fifty thousand men like me will be buried in the sea of ??fire!"

    Cheng Yuanzhi's eyes widened, his heart almost rose to his throat, and he immediately ordered the entire army to withdraw from the camp and go down the mountain.

    "Report! Repay!!"

    Before Cheng Yuanzhi could say anything, suddenly, a yellow scarf scout ran up to Cheng Yuanzhi panting.

    Cheng Yuanzhi seemed to have guessed what was going on. He stared blankly at the scout in front of him, shouting in his heart: "Don't do it!"

    "Report to General Cheng that a group of 10,000 imperial troops are rushing towards Daxing Mountain. Can we immediately organize troops to meet the enemy?"

    Cheng Yuanzhi felt as if he had been hit hard on the head. He took a few steps back, but he couldn't think too much and shouted sternly.

    "Quick! Quick! Give me the command! The whole army will withdraw from the camp immediately and come down the mountain!"

    "Ah? General Cheng, do we want to flee without a fight?"

    "Fight you big-headed devil! The northwest wind is blowing at this time, and the weather is dry. If those 10,000 soldiers and horses from the court come to set fire to the mountain, then we will all be buried in the sea of ????fire!"

    "Ah!! Me! Me! I'll go give the order right away!"

    Cheng Yuanzhi¡¯s words frightened the scout so much that his face turned green and his lips were white. After receiving the order with unclear words, he tiptoed to the tents behind him.

    Soon the whole Daxing Mountain was in chaos, and countless yellow scarf thieves gathered in a hurry. They were all confused by the order to withdraw camp and go down the mountain.  However, Cheng Yuanzhi is a general in the army, and his orders are not something that small soldiers like them can question.

    "General Cheng! Why did you withdraw your camp and go down the mountain? Do you want to escape without fighting?"

    Those small soldiers did not dare to question, but Deng Mao, as the deputy general, did.  He came to Cheng Yuanzhi angrily and shouted with an accusatory attitude.

    "How presumptuous! I am a general in the army. When will it be your turn to question my orders as a deputy general!"

    Cheng Yuanzhi was just halfway through his words when suddenly, at the foot of Daxing Mountain, countless small firelights gathered and flew toward Daxing Mountain like a meteor shower.  Suddenly, fires broke out everywhere in Daxing Mountain. The fire spread extremely quickly. The flames spread across the sky and burned the entire Daxing Mountain red.

    "It's over!"

    Cheng Zhiyuan saw bright fires all over the mountain, and his face suddenly turned green. When Deng Mao saw the fire, he immediately understood why Cheng Yuanzhi wanted to withdraw from the camp and go down the mountain. He opened his mouth wide and looked anxious.

    "We have a large number of people, and there are fires everywhere now. It is not suitable to evacuate together. Deng Mao! You and I each lead half of the troops and horses, and withdraw from the left and right directions. If you can escape, we will find a great and wise teacher to join us."  "

    "Yes! General Cheng!"

    Deng Mao dared not question Cheng Yuanzhi at this time, so he immediately led half of his troops and retreated to the right and down the mountain.  Cheng Yuanzhi led the other half of the troops and horses to the left.

    ??Bala, bala.

    The fire was merciless, and the Yellow Turban Army was attacked by flames as they ran all the way. Many burning trees collapsed, crushing or burning many Yellow Turban thieves to death.  At this moment, the entire Daxing Mountain is like an oven. The temperature in the mountain is constantly rising, so hot that people feel like they are about to be roasted.

    The night sky was illuminated red by the flaming Daxing Mountains.  Wen Han assisted the battle with drums at the foot of the mountain. The 10,000 imperial soldiers and horses were divided into five teams, each with 2,000 people. Each team took a bow and arrow, and took turns to shoot rockets into the Daxing Mountain.  The sound of drums, bow strings, arrows piercing the void, and the sound of fire symphony with each other, turning into a life-threatening song.

    It is said that Deng Mao led half of his troops and horses, and when they rushed down the mountain under the attack of the raging waves of flames, most of the original 25,000-man army was lost, leaving less than 15,000 men.  Some of them were burned to death by fire, and some were crushed to death by falling trees, but most of them were trampled to death by their fellow soldiers.

    ??The Yellow Turban thieves have no training. When it comes to life and death, all of them only focus on escaping. Anyone who stands in front of him will push hard.  Many people walking in front were either pushed to the ground or down the mountain by those behind. Some were even pushed into the fire and burned alive.

    As the leading general, Deng Mao repeatedly yelled at the soldiers to stop his ruthless behavior, but it had no effect. Deng Mao was so angry that he killed twenty or thirty people in a row, and this behavior was slightly restrained.

    "Woooooooooo! Bastard!! Bastard!!"

    Before fighting with the Ting Ting soldiers and horses, he died of 10,000 people. Deng Mao, who was still upset, could bear it.

    "I am Xu Huang, Xu Gongming, the captain of the imperial court! According to the order of my general, I have been waiting here for a long time! If you are a traitor to the country, please quickly dismount and surrender. Do you want me to take your head?Do you know how powerful it is?  "

    Suddenly, a group of 2,000 spearmen rushed out from the darkness in the forest. The leading generals were Xu Huang and Xu Gongming, the captains of Wen Han.

    "Wow! The imperial court is stupid and immoral, and the people's lives are worse than death. You don't care about the life and death of the people in the world, but you contribute to the imperial court's stupidity. This is an unjust and heartless act. Don't be arrogant, or watch me, Deng Mao, take your dog's life."

    Deng Mao was furious, sat down on his horse, and charged at Xu Huang with his gun.  Xu Huang sneered coldly, with disdain in his eyes. He waved his ax in his hand and rode his horse to meet him.

    boom!  The big ax struck the bronze spear fiercely, and sparks suddenly appeared.

    ¡°This young man is so majestic!¡±

    Deng Mao thought to himself, a sharp pain came from the tiger's mouth.  A cold light flashed in Xu Huang's eyes, he raised his ax again and shouted!  Deng Mao quickly raised his gun to block it. Xu Huang's ax was so powerful that it seemed to be able to cut through the void. The ax blade became sharper with the force and shattered Deng Mao's gun blade.

    "ah!"

    Deng Mao screamed miserably. It turned out that the fragments of the gun blade shattered by Xu Huang's ax splashed into Deng Mao's right eye.  At this time, Deng Mao didn't dare to fight with this murderous young man again. Enduring the terrible pain, he turned his horse's head, whipped his whip wildly, and fled quickly towards his army's formation.

    "Wow! Xiaoxiao rebel, look at the spearhead of your Grandpa Zhang!"

    Deng Mao was riding his horse on the road. Suddenly, there seemed to be rolling thunder, and the sound was so loud that it felt like the earth was shattering.  The sound was so loud that Xu Huang, who was chasing after him, had his ears ringing.

    Deng Mao was even worse. He was so frightened that he almost fell off his horse. He finally managed to stabilize his body. When he turned around to look, he was frightened again. His soul seemed to fly away.

    I saw that the black man looked like an evil Shura, eight feet long, with a leopard's head and eyes, a swallow's jaw and a tiger's beard, and a terrifying aura.  The horse galloped forward, as if his whole body was filled with bad breath.  The black man stood tall and stretched his snake spear straight out. He stabbed Deng Mao in the heart of Deng Mao, who was stunned by fright. Deng Mao let out a mournful roar, rolled over and fell off his horse. It seemed that his life was in danger.

    "Hahaha! Kill!"

    The black man killed Deng Mao, laughed happily, and then galloped towards the Yellow Turban bandit army, suddenly blowing up a black fury, as if he was entering a deserted land.  The Yellow Turban bandit army had just escaped with their lives after being burned down the mountain by fire. Before they could calm down, they saw the death of their leading general Deng Mao. They were all frightened and panicked, and they were at a loss what to do.

    The black man rode his horse in the bandit formation, danced his snake spear, and killed everywhere with blood.  A total of 15,000 Yellow Turban bandit troops were defeated by one man and were unable to fight back. The formation was in chaos.

    Seeing this, Xu Huang was secretly surprised that this dark man was so powerful that he was almost as brave as his second brother Guan Yunchang.

    "Third brother! Don't go deep into the enemy's formation, it's dangerous!"

    At this time, a troop of about 2,000 soldiers and horses came from the direction where the black man was running.

    The person leading the army was a handsome, white-faced man with a bit of bookishness. He had a rather strange life.  He is seven feet and five inches long, his ears hang down from his shoulders, his hands are above his knees, his eyes can focus on his ears, his face is like a crown of jade, and his lips are as if they were painted with grease.  It gives people a vague feeling of compassion and benevolence.

    The black man heard the big-eared and white-faced man shouting, but he didn't stop killing people. He had no intention of retreating and laughed loudly.

    "Hahaha. Brother, don't worry, I'm killing them happily! Although there are many of these yellow scarf thieves, they are all targets who will not resist. Brother, there is no need to worry. Let's see how I kill these thieves.  Stay and add merit to your brother.¡±

    "Oops. The third brother is impulsive and does not listen to others' advice. The second brother, you and I, lead the army and hurry up. If we are half a minute late, the third brother will suffer losses, what will happen?"

    The big-eared, white-faced man had a worried face. The man he called his second brother was a man who was slightly more powerful than the black man just now. This man had a tall appearance. He was nine feet tall, with a waist twelve inches wide, and in his hands  That terrifying big ax was a mountain-breaking ax weighing one hundred and eighty pounds.

    Hearing that the big-eared and white-faced man was so worried, the great man couldn't help but show a touch of emotion in his eyes, and he nodded immediately.

    "Brother, don't worry. I will go over and plunder the formation for my third brother. You will lead the army and then hold down the formation."

    The big man sat down on his horse and charged towards the Yellow Turbans with great momentum. The Yellow Turbans who were blocking the front were shocked when they saw the huge ax in the hands of the big man, which was so big that it could kill several people.  He was so scared that he ran away in all directions.  The burly man had a cold face, and struck down with his ax, as if the ground was about to be split. Many people who were attacked by him were cut off irregularly, and their deaths were terrifying.
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