"Why is it so noisy outside? What happened?"
When the fire first broke out, the camp where the grain inspector and others were staying was far away, so naturally they didn't notice it immediately. When he noticed something, he saw an abnormal light coming from outside the tent, and the air inside the tent became heated and anxious. They drank indulgently tonight, allowing the alcohol to invade their entire body and causing them to react slowly. When the frightening thought "It's so bright it's on fire" came into my mind, I felt excited all over.
At this time, the sound of messy and hurried footsteps came from outside the tent.
Also heard were soldiers shouting in panic.
“No, it’s gone!”
When this voice came out, the other drunken companions in the camp were so frightened that they sat upright. When the grain inspector stood up, his legs became weak and he fell forward. If he hadn't been quick-sighted and quick-handed, he would have fallen flat on his face while holding the table with his palms.
“What, what?”
His voice was full of disbelief.
Immediately lost control and shouted: "How can the water leak?"
At this time, although the weather is dry, as an important part of the strategic layout of the Northern Desert, fire prevention must be Made all preparations. Not only were they patrolled closely, they even spared no effort to build large above-ground warehouses. Each warehouse had several fire prevention measures taken from the inside out. Water tanks are placed every thirty or fifty steps to facilitate the use of water to extinguish fires when a fire is discovered.
Canals and wells were opened outside the camp where the granary was located.
The soldiers are treated even more harshly.
No matter who it is, if there is a fire that damages a granary or warehouse, not only will he be hanged, but he will also be punished for five years. The officer will also be flogged for several months and whipped eighty times. If the fire is more serious, even the person sitting on it will be hanged!
In this way, it has been calm since the granary was built.
Why did you get lost today? Should we take advantage of the situation sooner rather than later, or should we take advantage of the sensitive period of the war between Bei Desert and Kang State?
The grain inspector and others did not target Lin Feng with suspicion.
It is really because Lin Feng's performance is too perfect, they have also taken too many benefits from the God of Wealth over the years.
This fire not only affected the grain depot, but the business that had been established was shut down, the cooked duck flew away, and the merchant surnamed Chen also suffered heavy losses. We are all grasshoppers on the same rope, and we are all our own people who share the same stakes! If you lose, you will suffer, if you lose, you will both be prosperous!
How can one of our own harm our own?
The grain inspector never suspected that Lin Feng had a problem.
The more critical the moment, the faster the grain inspector's mind moves.
He asked quickly: "Where is the source of the fire?"
The fire is not small. Once the superiors are held accountable, it will be a trivial matter for me to be dismissed from office. I am afraid that my whole family will be affected. Both the old and the young were killed. His first reaction was to find a scapegoat and put all the blame on the scapegoat!
Countless thoughts came to his mind in the short distance from the camp leader's seat to the gate. But when he opened the thick tent curtain with a sullen face, a wave of heat hit his face. Everything was covered with red fire, and his heart suddenly sank!
I swallowed the rest of the words!
There is fire in all directions!
A fire of this scale and speed of spread is obviously not caused by "careless soldiers forgetting to put out the fire"!
Someone deliberately set a fire!
This is definitely a premeditated action!
A frightening guess came to the mind of the grain inspector.
Could it be that the enemy's spies lurked in and started the fire?
If this is the case, there must be a lot of enemies sneaking in, otherwise the fire would not be able to expand to this point in a short time!
Fire flames flew suddenly, and strong winds blew together.
There is no time to leave, and the eyes are too busy to spin.
The warehouses were engulfed in fire one after another.
The spread was so fast that the grain inspector began to doubt his life - were the previous fire prevention projects all done by the enemy? Or was the outside of the warehouse smeared with fire oil? How could it be so fast?
The soldier who reported the news naturally didn’t know where the source was.
The fire started too quickly. By the time we realized it was on fire, dozens of warehouses had been reduced to ashes! But, he knew that besides the fire, there were also enemies! The soldier also knew what would happen if the granary was not protected, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's an enemy attack -"
The grain inspector's inner guess was confirmed, and he grabbed the soldier's shoulder with such strength that he almost lost control. , almost crushing the latter's bones: "Enemy attack? Enemy? Where did the enemy come from?"
Where did these enemies come from?
The grain inspector's teeth chattered with hatred: "How many enemies are there?"
His eyes were scarlet and his canthus was about to burst.
I wish I could tear all the enemies into pieces in the future.
Soldiers are naturally unclear about these issues.
The grain inspector was so anxious that he threw aside the reporting soldier, raised his hand and turned into a weapon and rushed towards the direction of the strongest fire. His strength is not bad. Condensing a layer of martial energy around his body can temporarily isolate him from high fever. On the path, the flames were deflected in half by the reckless wind, revealing a wide path.
The tongue of fire is stubborn and tenacious.
They swayed a few times in the wind and came back again. After a while, the wide path of flames closed again, and the fire became more powerful than before.
The fire got out of control and the guards of the granary were trapped in it.
Like a headless fly, the grain inspector grabbed the survivors in the fire and asked the same questions one after another. The first few people didn't know that they were here when they woke up from a drowsy state. They didn't know which direction to rush out of the fire. When they saw the grain inspector coming, they felt like they were seeing gods. They knelt down and begged him to save their lives. Seeing that the granary could not be saved, how could the grain inspector have the intention to take care of them?
The first few were abandoned by him.
Only the last one knows the answer.
Half of this man's shoulder was cut off by a sharp blade, and he was lying in a pool of blood. When he saw the grain inspector, his eyes burst out with a strong desire for survival and light, and he said intermittently: "Yes, it's those cooks. ...He, they are spies..."
What cook?
The grain inspector was stunned for a moment.
The next second, my brain felt like it was hit by the head of a hammer.
A hammer knocked him from the fire into the ice cellar.
Since the decision to start the war, the Northern Desert has dispatched a large number of grain transport cooks to allocate grain from granaries in batches. Because the first grains to be transferred were old grains from a few years ago, the grain inspectors were not afraid of being discovered by the superiors when they handed over the grains that had been dropped. It has been ten days since the last batch of cooks left, and the granary camp has only guards but no cooks. So, who are these guys?
It can only be the deaf-mute cooks raised by the Chen family.
These deaf mute cooks——
Are they moles? An enemy? A spy?
The grain inspector was struck by the truth so much that his mind kept buzzing and went blank, as if his soul had been pulled out of his body at this moment.
"How, how, how is it possible?"
The seriously injured soldier stretched out his blood-stained one arm with difficulty.
My fingers curled up, trying to reach the corner of the grain inspector's clothes.
The lips moved with difficulty, and the eyes were full of pleading.
"Save, save—"
Unexpectedly, a white light flashed in front of his eyes.
Poof - the head stained with sand and blood was swept away by the blood pillar, and rolled into the fire not far away with a roar. The pair of eyes that had not yet had time to close were always frozen in shock, letting the tongues of fire escape. He climbed up unsatisfied and wrapped his head into a ball of fire.
The grain inspector’s eyes were sinister.
Using a little skill with his wrist, he pulled out the saber that was two inches into the ground.
The seriously injured soldier will not survive, nor can he escape from the sea of fire. I want to give him a happy life, so that he will have less pain before his death. After doing this, the grain inspector went straight to the place where the martial arts collision was most intense without looking back. The veins on the right hand holding the knife popped out.
He plunged into the sea of fire and passed through many walls of fire.
Seeing Su Shiyilu, a roar escaped from his throat.
“I’m going to die!” If there is a fire in the granary, his previous corruption will be revealed, and his whole family will be killed anyway. Before he dies, he will let these people be buried with him! Just as Su Shiyilu took a breath and took a breath, he felt a sense of crisis in his heart. He raised his eyebrows and sneered. With a backhand, he struck with all his strength, not forgetting to curse: "You dare to ask for any rotten fish or shrimp?" Your grandfather’s life? Trash, get out!”
It's just that he was embarrassed by Lin Feng. Who knows that the other party has connections and backers, so why is he still embarrassed in front of these people? If these people don't even bother to look in the mirror, what capital do they have to show off to Wuzhou's number one general? Su Shiyilu showed real fire.
To put it simply, he got the upper hand. The feeling of full and boiling martial energy is very pleasant, but it is also very uncomfortable to not be able to release it and to hold it in all the time. If someone comes to you for nothing and is looking for death, how can you not accept it?
In just one encounter, the grain inspector lost control of his body and was thrown out like a cannonball, leaving traces of several feet long on the ground, and finally smashed into the fire without hesitation. His vision was blood red, and when he raised his head, half of his face was dripping with blood, the grain inspector jumped to the ground.
At this time, a strange snowflake appeared in the line of sight.
It is weird because it is gray all over.
The fire scene here was burned to a white ground. How could there be snowflakes in such a terrifying high temperature? Even the effect of words and spirits cannot withstand such a temperature. These thoughts flashed through the grain inspector's mind. Although it was strange, he had no time to care about it at the moment.
If he could raise his head, he could know the source of the snowflakes.
A gray-white dragon shadow hundreds of feet high in the sky.
With the low roar of the dragon, the dragon shadow began to disintegrate little by little from the dragon's whiskers, turning into snowflakes, riding on the noisy wind above the granary, floating in the world. The snow is getting heavier and heavier.
The ground was filled with red flames.
The sky is gray with snowflakes.
One is hot, one is cold, one is red and one is grey. The two who should have been incompatible with each other have reached an eerie harmony at this moment, coexisting in the world.
The fire was blocked by a barrier.
There is only a wall, but there are two human rooms.
The granary guards outside the barrier were not happy because no one knew how long the barrier could last. While fighting the fire, they were under command to quickly abandon a circle of warehouses outside the barrier, using it as a buffer area to rescue and transfer the bulk.
They don't even have the energy to care about gray snowflakes.
Until the seemingly harmless snowflakes fell on their shoulders, the top of their hair, and their exposed skin... they clearly felt the coldness on the snowflakes, and goosebumps arose in the areas they touched with the coolness. . Just two steps away, countless negative emotions surged up uncontrollably. The most unbearable memories and experiences in life flashed before my eyes, accompanied by endless pain.
【Die, you will be liberated if you die. 】
【Yes, after you die, you can transcend bliss. 】
In a trance, a voice sounded in my mind.
The voice sounds like a man but not a boy, and sounds like a woman but not a woman.
【Look, does this person look like your enemy? 】
Listen carefully, the voice sounds like their deceased relatives.
[Listen to me, raise your knife and chop it down——]
[Cut it down and you will avenge me...]
Some people were so stunned that they drew their weapons and slashed at them.
This knife is like some kind of signal.
The unsuspecting soldiers had their heads or half of their bodies cut off with great force, and some were stabbed through the heart. Their screams of terror were like a plague spreading rapidly outside the barrier. The person who was attacked by a sneak attack will not know why his comrades around him rebelled and attacked him until his death!
Other soldiers reacted quickly to control the situation.
The result of the crowd moving closer together is even more chaos.
The number of people who were hacked to death by out-of-control attacks increased dramatically.
The soldiers were as frightened as headless flies.
Although not many people died, this kind of unknown out-of-control madness is the most terrifying thing - they don’t know if they will be attacked next, let alone that they were fighting in coordination with them in the last breath. My comrade, will he stab himself in the next breath?
Suspicion and fear are infinitely magnified.
Su Shiyilu took the time to feel.
The corner of his mouth twitched fiercely, remembering some nightmare scenes.
In the Battle of Yonggu Pass, Chu Wuhui's operations left an indelible impression on the soldiers who participated in the battle. Years later, those generals would still tremble when they saw Chu Yao's gentle and harmless face.
Lin Lingde is even more ruthless than Chu Wuhui.
At least, Chu Wuhui’s [Sinking into Fire] does not add any ingredients.
The Northern Desert scribes discovered Snowflake’s problem immediately.
A middle-aged scribe violently pulled off several beards.
He shouted: "Call the wind!"
Just blow these snowflakes away and prevent them from getting close.
Many years ago, there seemed to be a young man who had similar methods, but that man was far less skilled than the current one.
At this time, Lin Feng opened his hands.
Feel the emptiness of Dan Mansion and let the wind and snow embrace it.
She seems to be enjoying the subtlety of this moment being compatible with heaven and earth.
"Wake up, my child."
This soft sigh is like the warmest whisper in the world.
“Ahhhhh——”
The granary guards forming a formation and calling the wind can indeed isolate the influence of gray snowflakes, and the comrades around them no longer suddenly go crazy and commit suicide or kill people, but no one expected that something would happen in an instant - dense vines broke through the corpse, with rich blood and Gut stink, head straight for the nearest person. When all the vines came out, the original corpse turned into white bones covered with thin human skin!
But this is not the most nerve-wracking thing. What tortured their nerves the most was that the fire appeared inexplicably outside the barrier!
White smoke erupted inexplicably from each warehouse. Something seemed to be growing crazily inside, causing the outer walls of the warehouse to swell and deform until they collapsed and were exposed. Not long after the food came into contact with the air, the white smoke turned into an open flame and spread at a terrifying speed!
Soldiers who urgently moved food also discovered that the temperature was wrong.
As soon as he lowered his head, the flames hit his face and burned his eyes.
Many people were swallowed up by the flames at close range.
These grains——
There is something wrong!
After realizing this, the eyes of the Northern Desert scribe went dark!
When did this happen?
Lin Feng felt comfortable all over, while Su Shiyilu felt unhappy all over.
An enemy warrior circled behind Su Shiyilu in an arc and kicked the ground, instantly increasing his speed to the maximum. The long spear with red tassel in his hand was hunting, and it went straight to Lin Feng's heart. What came faster than him was a huge ax as tall as a man, which hit the ground a few feet away from Lin Feng without any hesitation. The fatal tip of the spear was cut in half.
Su Shiyilu lost control and shouted: "Lin Lingde!"
Won't she hide?
Do you have to wait until you can take time out of your busy schedule to save people?
Saving Lin Feng is simply more uncomfortable than letting him eat several plates of shit!
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My cousin is going to fight for three golds tomorrow and asked Shiitake to accompany her to show her, so I will withdraw first.