People in the early Tang Dynasty: I compete with Wu Zhao for the throne

Chapter 448 Calculating every step of the way, sending you back to the west
Intense flames burned violently in the entire pass city, and with the help of the strong wind, they kept circling and rising in the sky.

All the buildings in the entire Guancheng were engulfed in the flames in a very short period of time. The flames burned more and more intensely, and everything was quickly reduced to ashes in the flames.

The scorching heat filled every corner of the city, and the scorching heat even twisted the air.

Li Xuan stood alone on the south gate, calmly watching the scene of the burning city.

The original guards on the city wall all went outside to rest through the ladders. Under the intense heat, they couldn't last long at all.

Fortunately, today is the southeast wind, and the flames swept northward crazily.

Although the buildings in the southern city were also burnt clean, the impact on the city wall was not great, they were just burnt to black.

Li Xuan's gaze then looked further away.

The north gate was directly opened, and the wreckage of the catapult at the gate of the city had been burned in flames, and even the ashes were blown away by the strong wind.

Although Fang Fengjin used a catapult to prevent more Tianyin priests from rushing into the city, the flames quickly burned through.

The flames even burned along the mountain road along the catapult.

Today, there are piles of charred corpses piled up there.

Li Xuan could think of that scene.

When more Tianyin believers tried to rush into the city gate, Fang Fengjin and Zhang Wanyu drove everyone away.

The order contradicts.

The people in front tried to turn around, while the people behind were still rushing forward and backward. Coupled with the fear of the high temperature of the flames, no one could tell how many people died in the chaos.

……

"My lord, I'm ready." Qiu Zhenmu's voice came from below.

When Li Xuan turned her head, she saw two water trucks on the ground, surrounded by soldiers who had already been soaked.

They, as well as the weapons in their hands, were all wet.

Although the flames had disappeared in the city, the high temperature still did not dissipate. It would be very dangerous to rush out rashly, so I came up with this method.

Li Xuan swept over everyone to make sure everyone was ready, then nodded: "That's it, go!"

Li Xuan stretched out his hand and waved it forward, Qiu Zhenmu immediately cupped his hand, took the lead, and charged towards the mountain road on the other side of Guancheng.

Numerous soldiers behind him poured in like a tide.

Li Xuan stood on the city gate without any movement.

After Qianniuwei rushed past, it was the Kuaiji government soldiers led by Zhou Shen and Yan Tao, and after that, the Wuzhou soldiers led by Xu Jian.

Qi Guang followed closely behind Xu Jian.

All the soldiers of Muzhou Army headed towards the mountain road on the other side of Guancheng and killed them.

After everyone disappeared from sight, Li Xuan jumped down from the city gate and sat directly on the tall horse.

Glancing at the evening sunset in the west, looking sideways at Li Zhu, he said in a deep voice, "Leave only one person, and say that this king has gone to Zhuge Town to rest."

"Here!" Li Zhu left to make arrangements.

As soon as Li Xuan hit his horse, he led a large group of people and rushed towards the northeast.

The direction of Zhuge Town is in the southeast.

……

After rushing out of Meiling Pass, the mountain road was pitch black.

The tall horse stepped over the corpse on the ground, without stopping, and rushed forward rapidly.

The Tianyin Sect's camp was ten miles away, and by this time, they should have already returned to the camp.

Qiu Zhenmu could imagine how those people lost their minds and lost their minds.

In today's battle, there must be at least 2000 Tianyin believers who died at their hands, or even more.

Even if the remaining people escaped the burning of the flames, such a huge number of deaths had long since shattered their morale.

As long as the cavalry charge and kill, the rest is to catch the monkey!
Thinking of this, Qiu Zhenmu's eyes could not help but flash endless excitement.

While thinking about it, the ten-mile long journey had already passed by in a flash. Qiu Zhenmu had just pulled out the thousand-ox sword from his waist, but when he saw the Tianyin Sect camp in an instant, he immediately stopped.

Because in front of his eyes was a piece of ruins after the flames burned.

There are dozens of trampled corpses among the ruins, but there are only a few dozen.

The original Tianyin Sect camp now only remains in ruins, with only dozens of corpses left.

Although Qiu Zhenmu had never been here, he also knew that there were at least two to three thousand people in the entire Tianyin Sect camp.

Why are these people gone now, why have they disappeared?

Also, who the hell burned down the camp here?

What's going on here?
In an instant, Li Xuan's figure flashed in Qiu Zhenmu's mind.

……

The setting sun had already set directly under the West Mountain. Fang Fengjin and Zhang Wanyu were on their way quickly on the rugged mountain road.

The mountain road is narrow, only allowing three or two people to pass.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a group of more than ten people finally stopped on the top of a short mountain.

The flames were quickly ignited, and a wild boar caught somewhere had been put on the fire rack.

Zhang Wanyu took out the water bag and took a big sip, before she relaxed a little.

She looked at Fang Fengjin and asked in a low voice: "Brother, why don't you just ask the saint what's going on?"

"The camp should have been burned by the people of the King of Nanchang. The saintess and the others went back, but they were just a step too late." Fang Fengjin shook his head slightly with a sullen face, looked at Zhang Wanyu and said, "Wanyu, the most important thing now is to find Zhang Wanyu as soon as possible." Navy, stop them from acting rashly, not internal strife."

"Brother is right, but there are some things that need to be clarified, otherwise, if we believe in the wrong person, we will all be ruined." Zhang Wanyu was still staring at Fang Fengjin closely.

"You want to put the blame on the saint." Fang Fengjin's words directly pierced Zhang Wanyu's true thoughts.

He shook his head and said softly: "It's not that easy. There were a lot of people who went back with the saint. When they went back, the flames had already ignited quickly. There is no evidence to prove that this is related to the saint. Let's talk about it." , she has brought people back to Jiande now."

Speaking of this, Fang Fengjin paused for a while, and then said: "You can shirk this matter to anyone else, but the saint can't do it. She is of great use to us, and I really want to annoy the people behind her." That, now that I'm teaching an already difficult prospect, it's even harder."

"Could it be that the King of Nanchang really has the ability to call the wind and call the rain, and has arranged manpower in advance, and when the strong wind blows today, he burned down our camp?" Zhang Wanyu stared at Fang Fengjin, her face full of disbelief.

Fang Fengjin nodded: "I don't believe that he can call the wind and call the rain. After all, Daoist practice is mostly spiritual illusion... But most of the Taoist people are geniuses. It is reasonable to be able to see the wind direction in the next few days in advance. Yes, maybe we have failed several times, and that's the case."

"Perhaps, we lost after all." Zhang Wanyu's expression began to darken, and she laughed at herself, "Having this kind of ability is actually not uncommon. What is really strange is that someone can use this ability to the limitless extreme."

Zhang Wanyu raised her head, looked at Fang Fengjin and raised two fingers, and said, "Two strong winds directly killed 2000 people, and other casualties were more than this number. Adding up, those people in Tang Ting can't directly make him a general?"

"It's not impossible." Fang Fengjin's voice made Zhang Wanyu stunned, and then Fang Fengjin sneered: "If it is true, then those civil servants and generals in Tang court will destroy him with their own hands."

"Oh?" Zhang Wanyu immediately became interested in what Fang Fengjin said, which could make Li Xuan unlucky, and she was very anxious in her heart, but at this moment...

"Papa papa!" A burst of applause suddenly came from down the mountain.

A figure quickly came from down the mountain.

Zhang Wanyu and Fang Fengjin immediately stood up, fully alert.

In an extremely short period of time, the visitor had already appeared on the edge of the hillside, and then stopped slowly.

Wearing black fish scale armor and an eight-faced Han sword at his waist, the young man with a tall and straight body and a handsome appearance walked up the hill step by step.

"King of Nanchang!" Zhang Wanyu recognized the person at a glance, her face was filled with incomparable resentment, and the dagger slipped into her palm in an instant.

A hand suddenly grabbed Zhang Wanyu's arm, and then pulled it back forcefully, Zhang Wanyu was immediately pulled behind.

Fang Fengjin slowly pulled out the long knife in his hand, under the bright moon above his head, he stared at Li Xuan: "How did you find us?"

The mountain road is rugged and difficult, and they have traveled a long distance on this road. The road they intend to go to Sanhe Pass is almost always a road that no one has ever traveled.

Even they themselves have come all the way over the mountains and over the mountains, and over the water to build bridges.

They didn't know which way they would go, so how could Li Xuan catch up.

"I was born in a kingly way, and I know a little bit of divination. It doesn't seem surprising." Li Xuan looked at Fang Fengjin with a half-smile.

Fang Fengjin looked around vigilantly from the corner of his eyes, surrounded by mountains and forests, under the night wind, rustling.

"There seems to be no one!" Zhang Wanyu's voice sounded behind Fang Fengjin.

Fang Fengjin's face suddenly darkened, it is impossible that there will be no one, how could there be no one.

If there is really no one, how dare the King of Nanchang appear here alone.

Fang Fengjin himself and Zhang Wanyu are masters at the Xuantai Realm, and there are more than a dozen Xiantian realm guards behind them.

If no one else accompanied him, then King Nanchang would be dead today.

Looking at Li Xuan's leisurely posture, the Eight-faced Han sword was casually placed on his waist, with a lazy look, as if he didn't pay attention to them at all.

With such an appearance of holding the wisdom pearl, who would dare to say that the king of Nanchang came here alone.

It can only be said that his subordinates are hiding very deeply, and the others will not be able to find it for a while.

"It seems that today either you die or I die." Fang Fengjin's heart is like a mirror, Li Xuan came here tonight, the purpose is self-evident.

"Actually, it may not be so." Li Xuan smiled and said: "The two of you abandoned the army and turned to the east. You should rush to the Muzhou navy. There should be two thousand infantry and two thousand water troops there. Jun, I think as long as the operation is done properly, it is enough for the two of you to stand up."

The long knife in Fang Fengjin's hand has been pulled back slightly, assuming a full attacking posture.

Li Xuan smiled faintly, and still said unhurriedly: "You two think so, I'm afraid other people may not agree so."

"It seems that the king of Nanchang understands us much more than we thought!" Fang Fengjin said while the killing intent in his heart became more and more intense.

"If other people know that you two are coming to seize power, but you two never show up, guess what their reaction will be?" Li Xuan's sudden words really stunned Fang Fengjin.

The two of them have never appeared, but someone has always known that they are coming, and that person will inevitably be nervous and anxious, even every day. If this is the case, then on a certain day, that person will definitely collapse. Being taken advantage of by others...

"The king of Nanchang is so cruel that he wants to bury all of us." Fang Fengjin saw through Li Xuan's true thoughts at a glance.

Even so, he was still shocked by Li Xuan's astonishing method.

Seeing that Fang Fengjin had fully understood, Li Xuan held the sword blade with his right hand, and slowly drew out the Eight-Faced Han Sword.

Under the moonlight, the blade of the sword shone with a warm beam of light.

"Since the two of you have already understood, then please be an understanding ghost."

(End of this chapter)