After listening to the advice, I rebelled and became an emperor of all ages

Jialing City.

Under the dark night, a blazing red tongue of fire suddenly shot up into the sky and instantly exploded in Jialing City, like a blooming flower of fire, brilliant and dazzling.

At the same time, the vast wilderness outside Jialing City was also ignited, and rolling heat waves swept in all directions with hot air.

The heat waves continued to surge, bringing with them billowing thick smoke, illuminating the darkness of the night as bright as day, completely changing the world.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The noise continued, and the warehouse where grain and grass were stored in Jialing City made a series of earth-shaking explosions under the invasion of flames.

The wooden door of the warehouse became fragile under the scorching flames and was torn apart in an instant. Thick smoke rushed out from it like a dragon, carrying endless anger and the breath of destruction.

At this moment, a red flame dragon emerged from the billowing smoke and swept towards everything around it, tearing the surrounding objects apart wantonly and devouring everything that stood in its way.

The food, equipment and even the heavy wooden boxes piled up in the warehouse became fragile in the face of this force and turned into ashes.

The light of the flames illuminated every corner of Jialing City. Fear and panic were reflected on the faces of the soldiers. The originally quiet night instantly turned into a chaotic battlefield.

Thick smoke billowed into the city, the pungent smell suffocating people and making them feel like there was nowhere to escape. Flames danced in the night sky, reflecting the pale fear on everyone's face.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" someone shouted in the chaos, but his voice was swallowed by the thick smoke, sounding extremely pale and weak.

The temperature of the flames continued to rise, and the air around them became hot and dry, as if even breathing had become difficult. The thick smoke spread rapidly like a huge black net, engulfing every corner and suffocating people.

But at this time, everything was too late.

At this time, the huge Jialing City no longer had the previous peace and tranquility. Instead, it was replaced by tragic wails one after another, filling the entire city and chilling people's hearts.

People panicked as the flames approached, running in all directions, their faces filled with fear and despair.

"Ah, ah, I'm hot"

"It's so hot, so hot, where is the water..."

"Water, water, I need water!"

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!" A young woman cried desperately in the flames, her eyes full of fear and helplessness. Next to her, a little boy stared blankly at the flames, seemingly not understanding the danger in front of him.

……

The crying of children and the screams of the crowd were mixed together under the pressure of the flames.

The horrified screams echoed in Jialing City, like heart-wrenching wails, making people shudder.

The granary and the armory in the city, which were specially taken care of by the middle-aged Confucian scholars, were the places where the fire burned most vigorously. It spread to the houses nearby in just a moment and was difficult to extinguish.

The flames spread wildly in the warehouse, like a roaring dragon, devouring everything around it. The wood in the warehouse crackled under the scorching flames, and it was obvious that it could not hold out for much longer.

Thick smoke rolled in like a ruthless devil's claws, grabbing everyone who tried to escape.

"Hurry, run outside!" A soldier shouted desperately, trying to organize an escape team, but his voice was drowned out by the spreading flames and seemed extremely small.

The people around had already lost their minds and were running towards the city gate. Their footsteps were chaotic, as if they were a disorderly escape.

"Don't push, don't push!" Someone in the crowd shouted, but it was no use. Everyone was driven by fear and tried desperately to escape from this hell on earth.

Some people fell to the ground and were stepped on mercilessly by the people behind them. The approaching flames made people forget the love for their compatriots.

At this moment, the sky of Jialing City was completely ignited by flames, as bright as day.

The firelight illuminated the surrounding mountains, as if the whole world was being swallowed up by this ruthless force. The pale light hurt people's eyes and made them feel panic involuntarily.

Under this pale light, red flames exploded one after another, like a roaring fire dragon, erupting with unparalleled heat waves, sweeping everything.

The dancing flames were like raging waves, tearing at the earth and destroying all life.

The rolling red flames swept down, and thousands of acres of fertile fields were swallowed by the flames with a "hissing" sound. In the blink of an eye, only ashes were left on the ground, turning it into a vast scorched earth.

Flames raged, heat waves rolled, and the air of the entire Jialing City was filled with the smell of burning.

Smelling the pungent smell, the middle-aged Confucian scholar stood on the city wall, looking at everything in front of him from afar. Piece after piece of fertile land in front of him turned into scorched earth where no crops could be grown.

The fields that were once full of vitality are now engulfed by flames and turned into a wasteland. Everything from prosperity to withering happens in a moment.

This feeling not only shocked him, but also made him feel complicated and heavy. His heart was like the rolling waves, with both longing for the future and deep guilt for the tragic situation before him.

He understands,
Such means are too cruel to the people of Jialing City. These innocent people in front of us have suffered an unexpected disaster.

But he also knew that for the future of the Northern Barbarians, he could only choose this path, and it was an extremely firm choice. The sense of responsibility in his heart was like a chain, tightly binding him and making him unable to retreat.

But he was a little worried.

What is happening in Jialing City now will undoubtedly cause Lin Zhongyun to launch a frenzied counterattack. According to Lin Zhongyun's character, he will certainly return the favor in kind.

Once they were defeated and the rebel army invaded the grassland, the consequences for the Northern Barbarians could be imagined.

Thinking of this, his heart couldn't help but tighten.

Now, they, the Northern Barbarians, are in a difficult situation and have no choice but to go all the way. That is why they must not lose this time!

No matter what the cost, he must stick to this path and not let the future of the Northern Barbarians be destroyed in his hands.

At the same time, Hu Xiehu stood aside and witnessed with his own eyes that one heat wave after another swept through everything like a blizzard.

His heart was shocked and at the same time he felt a little afraid. The raging flames reminded him of the merciless wind and snow on the grassland, and it seemed as if he was once again struck by the fear of being dominated.

He couldn't help but raise his hand, and a piece of ash fell in front of him, still with a trace of residual warmth. It was once a symbol of vitality, but now it has become ruthless ash.

"Is this a conspiracy?" He thought to himself with his eyes flickering.

He, who once scoffed at conspiracies and intrigues, was now slapped in the face by the reality. The scene before him made him truly experience the cruelty of the game of power for the first time.

The flames raged in the night sky, reflecting the complex expression on his face.

At this time, his eyes looking at the middle-aged Confucian scholar became complicated, with awe and a hint of fear.

fear,
Yes, fear.
He was afraid that the middle-aged Confucian scholar would one day use such a conspiracy against him.

He believed that he had made outstanding contributions among the Northern Barbarians. The number of Han people who died at his hands was at least 10,000 or 20,000, if not 40,000 or 50,000.

However, he, the "executioner" as everyone called him, was nothing compared to the middle-aged Confucian scholar, like a dwarf showing off his sword in front of Guan Gong.

The number of Han people he killed in his entire life was not as many as the number killed by the middle-aged Confucian scholar in that one night.

"Military Advisor, what should we do next?" He slowly lowered his head and said to the middle-aged Confucian scholar, with a hint of trembling in his voice.

At this moment, he completely let go of his arrogance as the commander of the Tiger Division and was truly convinced by the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

Under the light of the fire, the middle-aged scholar's face was a little cold, and he said in a deep tone: "Leave a group of dead soldiers here to pretend to attack, and take advantage of the chaos to create chaos in the city to the greatest extent."

Even in such a situation, even in such a cruel and inhumane situation,
But it only caused a slight ripple in his heart, and then he returned to normal.

From beginning to end, the main thing that occupied his mind was calm, calm, calm!
Jialing City is the capital of Yangzhou County and plays a vital role in Yangzhou. Such a large fire occurred in the dark night and must have attracted the attention of all parties.

He knew that the other unaware defenders around him would not send out all their troops just in case, but they would definitely send some people to check the situation.

This was exactly what he wanted. He wanted to use Jialing City to completely disrupt the situation in the entire Yangzhou. This way, he could take advantage of the situation in Yangzhou and cause greater damage.

Even as the tongues of fire blossomed before his eyes, he had already begun to think about his next plan, and now a perfect plan had formed in his mind.

The light of the flames cast a shadow on his face, seeming to hint at the dark thoughts in his heart.

"Since we have already made a mortal enemy with the rebels, we must do things to the extreme!"

He said with great determination, his eyes becoming more sinister, "Jialing City is just the beginning. Take our people and rush to the next place immediately."

When Hu Xiehu heard this, he was suddenly startled and felt a chill rising up his spine.

At this moment, he seemed to be able to foresee another picture of flames devouring everything, reflecting the despair and suffering of innocent people.

But he was silent for a moment, nodded slightly, and replied: "Yes, military advisor!"

Just like that, at his order, a part of the well-trained elite Tiger Division continued to stay in Jialing City to create greater chaos, so as to delay the rebels staying in the city and coming to support.

As for Huxiehu and the middle-aged Confucian scholar, they quietly left Jialing City, joined up with the Northern Barbarian Army outside the city, and prepared to rush to the next destination.

After leaving Jialing City, they galloped at full speed in the night. The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, breaking the silence of the night, but no one noticed along the way.

After all, this is the inland of the Central Plains, the heartland of the rebel army. No one would have thought that such a Northern Barbarian Army would appear here, let alone dispatch scouts everywhere.

It was also because of this that the middle-aged Confucian scholar and Hu Xiehu no longer tried to cover their tracks this time, but started running for their lives.

Fortunately, the war horses they rode were the most elite horses of the Northern Barbarians, and they could easily travel a thousand miles a day.

An hour later, Hu Xiehu and his companions arrived at Gaodu City, less than a hundred miles away from Jialing City.

Gaodu City is not as famous as Jialing City, and the city is not that big, so the number of defenders in the city is not as many as that in Jialing City.

Although the defenders on the city wall were not vigilant enough, it would be difficult for them not to notice such a big commotion in Jialing City, so the lights on the city wall were now bright and people were constantly patrolling back and forth.

"Military Advisor, what should we do next?" Hu Xiehu stopped outside the city, looking at the Gaodu City in front of him. He felt a little uneasy, and there was a hint of nervousness in his voice.

Obviously, since the rebels were already clearly on guard, it would be extremely difficult for them to attack Jialing City as they did before.

The middle-aged scholar glanced at Gaodu City, a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes, and he said without hesitation: "Although Gaodu City is small, their military strength is obviously insufficient."

"Plus, look at the surroundings of Gaodu City. Although it is surrounded by plains without any mountains, it also makes them have no barriers."

"This time we will not attack, but will set fire to this large area of ​​farmland and turn it into scorched earth. Under such circumstances, the rebels will definitely send reinforcements."

Hu Xiehu was stunned for a moment, and his heart was shocked. He couldn't understand: "Military Advisor, if you do this, the rebels are not fools. If they know it's a trap, will they take the initiative to come out?"

The middle-aged scholar smiled slightly, with a sinister light flashing in his eyes: "It is precisely because they are not fools that they react. The flames devouring the fertile land will surely cause them panic and anger.

Most of the rebel soldiers came here to ask for the people’s help. How could they sit back and watch their homes being destroyed? They would definitely choose to leave the city and try to put out the fire and protect their homes.”

At this point, he paused for a moment, glanced at Gaodu City, and continued, “If they come out, we will ambush them outside the city and take the opportunity to catch them all in one fell swoop.

It would be even better if they stayed in the city and did not leave, so that no one could stop us from destroying the rebels' food supplies."

Hu Xiehu was shocked. The middle-aged Confucian scholar's strategy obviously showed that he had calculated people's hearts clearly.

He realized that this was not just a calculation of the enemy, but a deep insight into the psychology of the rebel soldiers. The fear and anger of the flames would drive them to react, and no matter what the rebels chose, they would eventually fall into their trap.

This time, no matter whether the rebel army in the city goes out or not, his Beiman will be invincible.

"Then let's take action now!"

He nodded firmly. For once he felt fortunate for the Northern Barbarians, feeling that the middle-aged Confucian scholar was born in the Northern Barbarians rather than in the Central Plains.

Soon, Huxiehu led his men to start setting fires in the fertile fields around Gaodu City.

With low commands, the fire was ignited, and the light of the flame began to spread across the fields, instantly turning into blazing flames that devoured everything.

Thick smoke billowed, hot air rushed towards us, and scorching flames raged mercilessly in the night sky... (End of this chapter)