Final Volume Chapter 114

Chapter 114 of the Final Volume

The Zhen army was ambushed in the valley on the way out of the mountain and suffered heavy losses. Even Hu Wenjiao failed to leave the valley alive, but what happened next was fatal to the entire Zhen army.

On the peaks on all four sides of Cuihuan Mountain, piles of fire suddenly ignited. There was a pile of fire almost every two or three meters. Looking around, the piles of fire continued with the ups and downs of the mountains, like a huge fire dragon falling from the sky and coiling on the top of the mountain.

Such a strange sight made the Zhen people dumbfounded. Many Zhen army soldiers walked out of the tent and stared blankly at the fire dragon on the mountain peak, unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

Soon, fireballs were ejected from the peaks around the valley. The fireballs first soared into the air together, like dazzling fireworks. Then, the fireballs flew to the limit and began to fall down one after another. When falling, the fireballs drew beautiful rays of light in the night sky, just like thousands of meteor showers falling from the sky.

Of course, when the fireballs hit their heads, no one would appreciate their beauty. The fireballs shot from the peaks fell into the woods in the valley, breaking branches and hitting trees with crackling sounds. This was nothing, but the terrible thing was that the Cuihuan Mountain was too dry and extremely hot, and the pine trees were all oozing pine oil, which caught fire easily. After just one round of fireballs, the woods in the valley were already ablaze.

The fireball attack was just the beginning. Next, more fireballs flew into the forest in the valley. At the same time, burning rockets flew down like raindrops, igniting all the woods in the valley and even on the mountain.

At this time, the valley of Cuihuan Mountain became a veritable big brazier, with fires everywhere. Panic-stricken Zhenjun soldiers could be seen everywhere running away to avoid the flames, and people's heart-wrenching screams could be heard everywhere.

The only exit of the valley was blocked by falling rocks, and 400,000 Zhen troops were trapped in it. At this time, the valley turned into a sea of ​​fire. The misery of the Zhen troops can be imagined.

Many Zhen troops stationed around the valley wanted to escape to the nearby mountains, but the trees on the mountains were also on fire. When they ran into the mountains, their leather armor was burned by the flames in just a short time. The soldiers turned into terrifying firemen, screaming, roaring, and running wildly. Finally, they fell silently in the sea of ​​fire, stopped struggling, and their flesh and blood bodies were gradually burned into charcoal...

Rockets seemed endless, constantly shooting down from the four peaks, and the fireballs ejected by the catapults seemed endless, hitting the heart of the valley every moment.

The Zhen soldiers probably never dreamed that Cuihuan Mountain would become their final burial place, and the ones who launched this fire attack on them were the Feng Army and the Sichuan Army who fought to the death in Zhaoyang.

The Feng Army and the Chuan Army once again joined forces, quietly occupying the four peaks of Cuihuan Mountain, and secretly deployed a large number of catapults, stone bombs, arrows and kerosene, all of which were now used on the Zhen Army.

This battle was a long-planned plot by the Feng and Chuan armies. Even the Chuan King Xiao Xiang was present at the scene, and the soldiers of the Feng and Chuan armies stood around her.

Looking at the red sea of ​​fire at the foot of the mountain and listening to the faint screams, Xiao Xiang's expression was surprisingly calm, without excitement or excitement, nor sadness or pity, but only indifference. After watching for a long time, she couldn't help but turn her head and whispered: "General Xiao?"

"I'm here!" Xiao Muqing stepped forward and saluted.

"Is there any news about...Brother Wang?" Xiao Xiang deliberately showed no expression and asked calmly.

This time, the success of leading the Zhen Army into Cuihuan Mountain was almost entirely due to Tang Yin alone. Of course, the price he paid for doing so was that he was also deeply involved.

Xiao Muqing frowned, bowed his head and said, "I have not received any news of the king's escape yet."

Xiao Xiang wanted to say something, but swallowed it back, took a deep breath, waved his hand, and said, "I know."

Tang Yin was trapped in the sea of ​​fire, and his life or death was uncertain. Xiao Muqing was worried, and Xiao Xiang was also worried.

Her relationship with Tang Yin was very subtle, like an enemy but not an enemy, like a friend but not a friend, whether in the past or now, it was the same. When she was in danger, she would first think of Tang Yin, and many times it was Tang Yin who saved her from danger, but now Tang Yin was in danger, she felt powerless.

If she had known this earlier, she should have insisted a little longer and been tougher! Tang Yin took the risk and led the Zhen army into Cuihuan Mountain. This was the result of a joint discussion between him and Xiao Xiang. However, Xiao Xiang opposed Tang Yin's personal risk at that time, but the latter insisted again and again, and Xiao Xiang reluctantly agreed. Now, Xiao Xiang began to regret it. Looking at the endless and blazing fire in the valley, her eyes were unconsciously covered with a layer of mist.

Where is Tang Yin now? He is still sitting in the central army tent of the Zhen army!

The trees around the central army tent have been cut down, and it is located in the center of the valley. The flames have not burned here for a while. Tang Yin sits in the central army tent, holding a wine pot in one hand and a wine glass in the other, drinking by himself.

He is not drinking to cheer himself up. From the bottom of his heart, he is also reluctant to burn these 400,000 Zhen army soldiers to death. If possible, he really hopes to use them for his own use, but he also understands that it is impossible. If he wants to annex Zhendi as soon as possible, he can only kill all these 400,000 Zhen army soldiers.

Listening to the screams coming from outside the tent from time to time, Tang Yin let out a deep sigh and drank the wine in the glass.

At this moment, several soldiers covered in black smoke ran in, screaming: "Your Highness, the Wind King, the enemy suddenly attacked our army. Now the whole valley is full of fire. Our soldiers have suffered heavy casualties. Your Highness, the Wind King, run quickly!"

"Run? Haha——" Tang Yin smiled, filled a glass of wine, drank it again, and then shook his head and said: "You run, I'm here, I'm not going anywhere!"

"Your Highness, the Wind King, if you don't leave, the fire will burn over, Your Highness, leave quickly!" As they spoke, all the soldiers came forward and tried to force Tang Yin to leave.

But the more the soldiers did this, the more uncomfortable Tang Yin felt, the more reluctant and guilty he felt. He shook his body fiercely, shook off all the soldiers who were pulling him, and then shouted: "I have already said that if you want to leave, you can leave by yourself!"

Everyone looked at each other, and finally retreated to the sides and stood with their heads down. Tang Yin raised his eyebrows and looked at them in confusion. A Zhen soldier said timidly: "If Your Highness doesn't leave, we won't leave either. If you want to die, we will die with Your Highness!"

"Haha..." Tang Yin laughed, but it was a bitter laugh. He shook his head and said, "Fools, you are really a bunch of hopeless idiots!" As he spoke, he took another big sip of wine.

At this moment, there was a bang, and the tent was knocked open. Two Zhen generals rushed in from outside.

These two were in such a miserable state. The armor on their bodies was burned red, and there was green smoke coming out of the armor. If you raised your nose and smelled it, you could even smell the smell of burnt meat on them.

These two were not others, but the two most brave and combative generals in the Zhen army, Raymond and Meng Xiong. After they entered the tent, they saw Tang Yin still sitting there drinking. They immediately rushed forward and shouted, "Your Highness, we two will escort you out of the valley!"

Among so many loyal generals, Tang Yin liked Lei Meng and Meng Xiong the most. Seeing that they could endure the burns and come back to save him in a critical moment, Tang Yin's heart couldn't help but feel sour.

He put down the wine pot and wine glass in his hand, looked up at them, and murmured, "Now, can we still get out?"

"Your Highness, don't worry, even if we fight to pieces, we swear to help you get out of trouble!" Lei Meng and Meng Xiong stepped forward and said in unison.

Tang Yin smiled bitterly and shook his head. However, he still stood up and said, "Let's go!"

He followed Lei Meng and Meng Xiong out of the central army tent and fell outside. He looked up and saw that wherever he looked, there was a sea of ​​fire, burning a large area of ​​the night sky red. Cuihuan Mountain became a veritable "Flame Mountain".

Looking at the ground, there were corpses everywhere, some were burnt, some were trampled to death, and some were smoked to death. The scene was so tragic that it was unbearable to watch.

Tang Yin retracted his gaze, roughly identified the direction, raised his hand and pointed to the southwest, saying: "Go that way!"

Others may not know, but Tang Yin knew that the fire in the southwest would be relatively weaker, because Xiao Xiang would watch the battle in that direction. If the fire was too big, it might rebound and hurt Xiao Xiang.

Lei Meng and Meng Xiong did not understand the hidden truth. Since Tang Yin pointed out the direction, the two of them pulled Tang Yin to run southwest without saying a word.

It is relative to say that the fire in the southwest is weak, and the fire on the mountain is weaker, but in the valley, it is actually the same in any direction.

Lei and Meng sandwiched Tang Yin from the left and right, using their flesh and blood to block the fire for him, and rushed all the way to the southwest. Relying on the protection of the spirit armor and strong physique, the two of them protected Tang Yin and rushed to the foot of the mountain.

But the soldiers following them were not so lucky. People died in the sea of ​​fire along the way. When they reached the foot of the mountain, there were only about 500 soldiers left out of the thousands of soldiers following them.

When they got here, they could really feel that the fire had shrunk a little. Lei Meng and Meng Xiong looked up at the mountain and said in surprise and joy: "Your Highness, the fire here is just small, which is suitable for breaking through. Let's rush up in one go!"

Tang Yin nodded and was about to step up the mountain. Lei and Meng took the lead and said at the same time: "The two of us will clear the way for Your Highness!" As they spoke, the two of them used their hands and feet to quickly climb up the mountain, and the rest of the Zhen soldiers followed them in a swarm.

How easy is it for them to break through now? The sea of ​​fire is just one of the obstacles. On the top of the mountain, there are densely packed Fengchuan coalition forces waiting for them!

Seeing that many Zhen soldiers were breaking through from their side at the foot of the mountain, people's nerves immediately tightened. Youchuan came to Xiao Xiang, bowed and said: "The enemy is coming, your Majesty, please retreat for a while!"