The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 121 Internal and external cooperation
For five consecutive days.

The cavalry of the Kashgar Khanate remained silent.

For some reason, the garrison commander of Jinzhou Pass felt a vague unease.

The people in the city had become quite complacent over the past few days and were sleeping peacefully at night as usual.

That night, the northwest wind, which had just entered winter, blew quite fiercely.

The rustling sound is especially good for falling asleep.

The garrison, located only about 500 meters from the west gate, had a large kitchen in which it stored soybean oil for almost all the households in the city. Suddenly, a fire broke out.

A house with a timber and earth structure.

The walls and floor were covered in oil.

With a single touch, it takes flight.

And then there's the northwest wind blowing.

The entire garrison was quickly engulfed in flames.

More than 800 soldiers will be on leave tonight.

I'm sleeping soundly.

They were only awakened when the fire spread to the barracks.

"Crackling."

Hundreds of people, wearing only a single layer of clothing, scrambled and crawled out of the camp.

Although they immediately organized manpower to start putting out the fire.

But tonight's fire did not falter even as people below began organizing manpower to fight it.

It even seems to be riding the wave of success.

"Crackling."

"Bang! Bang! The water's flowing! The water's flowing!"

Soon, the people of Guancheng were awakened from their sleep by the sound of gongs.

Upon hearing that there was a fire, they were terrified.

God!
The main street of the entire fortress was lined with houses side by side.

No matter which house is flooded, it will affect more than just three or five households!
One by one, carrying large buckets and basins of water, they all ran towards the West Gate.

Before they even reached the West Gate, they were terrified by the towering flames above the garrison.

"My God! How are we going to put out this fire?"

"Let alone thousands of basins of water, this fire definitely won't be extinguished without a torrential downpour right now."

"It's over, it's over, the general's mansion next door is on fire too!"

Just when all the people of Guancheng were wasting their efforts, a nimble figure made his way to Zhongguan Street.

Then, he pried open the door of a leather goods shop.

He waited until the fire had fully developed before quietly leaving.

The garrison had to divert a small portion of its forces to deal with the emergency that was occurring within the city walls.

The cavalry of the Kashgar Khanate, who had been preparing for five whole days, finally got their chance.

We learned from the lesson of our satchel being burned a few days ago.

They deliberately soaked the satchel in yellow mud for several days.

They also replaced the dry mud and sand with wet sand.

The satchel was dripping water onto the ground when it was carried.

It's twice as heavy as before.

The chief himself tested it; even if you poured kerosene on it, it wouldn't catch fire.

In the light of fire.

The guards saw Hu Jun carrying a dripping satchel and rushing towards the gate tower of the west gate.

My heart is all knotted up.

as predicted.

This time when the rocket was launched, many of the arrows slid off the bags covered in wet mud.

It won't ignite.

Hu Jun arranged himself in three rows this time.

The speed at which the wall was built was astonishing.

The commander panicked and immediately gave orders to the gunners.

"Beat them! Beat them!"

The three columns of Hu's troops were so densely packed that it was impossible to see exactly how long the enemy's ranks were.

There are plenty within range anyway!
Half of the gunpowder that survived without getting damp finally came in handy.

"boom"

"boom"

"boom"

The cannons at Jincheng Pass have fired!

Five out of eight cannons fired. The human conveyor belt of the Kashgar Khanate was finally breached.

But they seem like cockroaches that can't be killed.

After the comrades in front fell, those behind quickly took their place.

The sandbag wall at the city gate had grown quite a bit higher.
Inside the post station inside the West Gate.

The postmaster, who had been quite calm during the day, had completely lost his composure.

The main street of Xiguan City is now burned to the ground, except for the main gate and the post station to the right of the garrison.

Neither early nor late.

At this moment, Hu's troops launched an attack, even forcing Guan's troops to use cannons.

Without much thought, the post station judged that there was a traitor within the city.

It's very likely that the problem lies with those foreign merchants.

The postmaster was furious and ordered the stablemen to search for Hu people all over the city.

All the officials and exiled members were on tenterhooks.

The two leaders, with stern faces, gave orders to the crowd:
"Show your weapons and get ready for battle. If the barbarians really enter the city, don't hold back your strength!"

The others readily agreed and didn't mention it.

Then they pushed the elderly, weak, women and children into the innermost room of the post station.

The able-bodied men consciously gathered at the entrance of the post station.

Taking advantage of everyone's inattention, Gan Minglan released King Atu from the Divine Tree Space.

Knowing that she would give birth within the next twenty days, King Atu didn't even have time to take his men on a tour of the territory.

Ready to be deployed at any time.
Having completed his mission of igniting the fire, Yaqub Beg had found a spot near the West Gate and hidden himself by a wall.

He wished he could blend into the night, so that no one could spot him.

His falcon, Bart, perched on his right shoulder, acting as his master's bodyguard.

The falcon's night vision is about eight times that of a human, and few moving prey can escape its sight.

Bart has flown many flights tonight and is feeling quite hungry.

Suddenly, it spotted an incredibly fat mouse.

This hamster, several times larger than Bart, can share half of its food with its owner even if it can't finish it all.

Its eyes were fixed intently on its prey.

Judging from his large, bulky body, he climbed the city wall with remarkable agility.

Fast as lightning.

With such powerful claws, its meat must be delicious.

Seeing his prey disappear in the blink of an eye, Bart didn't even have time to say goodbye to his master before chasing after it.

Once he caught up with the target mouse again, Bart swooped down with lightning speed and grabbed its fur.

Bart planned to catch the mouse in mid-air and then drop it, stunning it so that it would be easier to eat.

As a result, it overestimated its physical strength.

This fat rat is too heavy; it can't lift it!

Before it could even let go of its paw.

The fat rat, which had been terrified, flipped over and bit Bart's paw.

"Crack."

With just one bite, it devoured a whole eagle claw.

Bart screamed and instinctively tried to fly away.

How could King Atu give it that opportunity?

The bird's neck is too fragile; it can't even withstand a gentle flick of its claws.

Look at Bart, who died instantly.

King Atu thought to himself with delight:

The natural enemies of rodents are really unlucky to have met me!

This is so big, it must weigh a pound or two!
When it returns from its mission, it will surely bring the big bird back to its owner.

Look at them, what thoughtful and helpful tools they are!

Then, ignore those busy two-legged creatures.

King Atu was determined to find the other king.

King against king, that's the real contest!

Based on its past experience of killing two-legged creatures.

Just look for those whose clothing stands out in the crowd; they're most likely management.

It was dumbfounded when it rushed into the enemy's camp.

Good guy!
I was completely in the dark.

These two-legged creatures all wear the same clothes!
Same headscarf, same armor, and the same big beard!

How can this be fixed?
(End of this chapter)