Because the sandbags of Han slaves are piled up in the city head, even if the fire occasionally floats downwind toward the city head, it is blocked by these sandbags and will not overflow to the city head.

The raging fire is burning more and more brightly. Even if a few cockroaches can rush out of the fire, they have been staring at the soldiers here for a long time to make up the knife and end their pain.
Cheers from ChengTouJun side burst into the sky.
Li Yuanqing couldn’t help humming the famous song of a famous singer in later generations, "You are like that fire …"
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But it’s not far from the other side ~ ~ A Min’s face is blue. His eyes are full of flames and shaking, but he can’t say a word.
These two Niulu heavily armored soldiers are the essence of his life. He settled down and became the foundation of Baylor.
But at this time, the army was so light and a fire turned him into ashes …
"I, I …" A Min paused for a long time but couldn’t say a word.
The minions around me panicked and hurriedly held A Min. "Master, are you okay?"
"Ye, you should take care of yourself."
"Ye …"
But no matter what they said, A Min couldn’t hear them. Suddenly, he felt a sweet voice and an inexplicable airflow coming out of his stomach.
He couldn’t control’ wow’ any longer. He spit out a pool of blood and his head tilted and fainted.
"Master, wake up!"
The minions around me were in a mess.
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Not far from the other side, Mangurtai also has some hair standing on end and his face is green. Today, the main attack should be him, but A Min volunteered to rob the job.
Just Mang Gurtai still has some resentment against A Min. He is the only one who knows how to bully people, but now …
He can’t express his gratitude to A Min. If it weren’t for his stupid brother, it would be him and his tribe in this fire now.
"Grandpa, what should we do?" A confidant slave carefully approached Mangurtai and asked carefully.
Mang gultai saw his one eye "? Can you run through this fire? "
"eh?" The slave can’t help but Mang Gurtai is the master. Even if he is unhappy, he dare not talk much. He has to stand aside carefully.
What should Mang Gurtai do when he vomited a mouthful of polluted air? Is it going in or out? His heart is also a mess.
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At this time, A Min has been carried back to Zhongjun with blue flags by seven hands and feet, and the ministries have already shown a tendency of disintegration and retreat.
The old slave glanced at A Min, who was in a coma, and his face was livid.
I can go to Lushun City for lunch at noon today, but now it’s a bit …
But he also knew that A Min had tried his best. If he hadn’t rushed this wave, the fire would still burn, which would still kill and injure his warriors.
At this point, this battle can’t be played any more.
The old slave, dressed in a military uniform, is far from imposing now. Even though he is extremely upset, he still suppressed his anger and waved his hand, "Withdraw first."
"yes"
All around immediately if amnesty.
Soon, with the sound of gold, 8 Jin J returned to the camp one after another, and the troops in Chengtou direction cheered, even though they were so far apart, they could still be heard.
Nobody looks good.
But before everyone came back to camp to rest, they received new instructions, and the old slave asked everyone to go to the account for discussion.
After all, Jingui carefully came to the old slave tent and dared not breathe.
The old slave was in good spirits at this moment, and the tiger’s eyes glanced at the crowd one by one and said coldly, "What’s the matter? Does this make you afraid? "
"I dare not wait," and all the generals knelt down one after another.
Old slave light stroke his beard "ShouJiang is a person? What’s the name again? "
Lushun is a red-flag sphere of influence. Yue Tuo did not dare to neglect it and hurried to be careful: "There are three defenders of Huihan’s grandfather Lushun, the so-called army in southern Liaoning, Lushun, Zhangpan, Guanglu Island, Chen Zhong, and Changsheng Island, Li Yuanqing, Zhangpan and Chen Zhong, but only Beowulf did not care enough to have Changsheng Island, Li Yuanqing ~ ~ This man is not only despicable, sinister and treacherous, but also cruel to my people. It is this Li Yuanqing who planned this fire."
Old slave light nodded "Li Yuanqing? This person is also a talent. "
Said the old slave scanning all eyes finally fell on the Dai Shan face.
Dai Shan and other experts?
By this time, how can he not be white to the old slave?
I quickly knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "I am willing to go to Lushun City to persuade the city guards, especially this Li Yuanqing."
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The fire burned for more than an hour before it gradually died down.
The sea breeze swept everywhere, and it was full of unspeakable burnt smell mixed with an inexplicable stench, which made people dizzy and could not say nausea.
It’s dark everywhere at the entrance. In many places, you can vaguely see the outline of human shadow, but unfortunately it’s all out of shape.
Perhaps it was the fire that changed the microclimate, and the clouds gradually gathered in the sky, and the sky gradually darkened.
Li Yuanqing quietly overlooks the residual battlefield not far away from the watchtower at the height of the city gate building.
A breeze swept Li Yuanqing frowned slightly, but his eyes were particularly sharp.
Today, the fire is happy, but it consumes a lot of goods. Just now, statistics show that nearly half of the gold juice pots and kerosene bombs have been consumed, and others, such as oil and arrows, have also consumed a lot.
Fortunately, after 8 jin j didn’t frantically siege gunpowder temporarily haven’t sent a field and a lot of goods.
This also gave Li Yuanqing a lot of confidence
War needs not only the courage of soldiers, but also logistics and food and grass.
To tell the truth, even Li Yuanqing is a little tired after years of fighting, not to mention the officers and soldiers.