Chapter 265 Difficult

The tartans below saw the explosions on the peak, and the rising smoke and dust rose one after another. Some people thought that there was a fight on it, so a centurion ordered more than a dozen tartar soldiers to climb up to see what was going on. Unexpectedly, as soon as they climbed halfway, the rubble rolled down, and more than a dozen tars It fell in mid-air. Fortunately, it fell on the firewood and grass piles below and did not die, but two unlucky people were unfortunately pierced by the branches below, and their intestines flowed out, making it a mess.

"ignite the fire until they surrender." The baldness can be seen in his eyes and gives an order.

Hundreds of hay balls poured with fire oil were ignited, stuffed into green leafy grass and watery branches one by one. After a moment, thick black smoke rose. After the firewood around it was lit, the black smoke rolled up, like a huge black tornado along the mountain wall and caged the peak in a moment. Covered in black smoke.

The rolling smoke made the peak dark, and the smoke shrouded all the space. In the big pit, Zhengde Song Nan and others curled up in horror as they watched the rolling black smoke penetrate into the pit and kept rolling down, all showing horror.

The smoke and dust are getting lower and lower, and the upper end of the tunnel has been pressed down like a stormy sky, giving people a sense of suffocation.

Liu Jin screamed, "Song Nan, your method is useless. Smoke has come in."

Song Nan shouted, "Lower your body and don't stir the air."

The crowd kept lowering their bodies with the sinking of the smoke. Finally, a foot from the ground, the smoke completely stopped sinking. Everyone lay on the ground and stared their eyes. The smoke rolled overhead, but could not be sucked into the nostrils.

Zhengde gasped and said strangely, "Soong Nan, how do you know this method is useful? I'm really convinced of you."

Song Nan lay on his back on the ground. Dai Suer and Kang Ning buried their heads in his arms and trembled slightly. Song Nan gently stroked their backs and comforted them and said, "It's okay to chat with the emperor. Have you ever seen oil entering the water?"

Zhengde said, "Isn't the water full of oil flowers?"

Song Nan said: "By the way, it is the same as smoke and dust. Oil is lighter than water and cannot be dissolved in water, so it will always float on the water. After the smoke is heated, it is much lighter than the air we breathe. In the closed place of the tunnel, they will also float up and will not completely fall to the ground. If the green grass burned by Tart had not contained moisture, the smoke would not have fallen so low at all. We wouldn't have to lie on the ground so awkwardly and sit down to avoid the smoke.

Zhengde said, "So that's the first time I've heard of it, but I don't think it's bad to lie down. The stone in this pit is cold and pleasant, much cooler than outside."

Song Nan was stunned and said to himself: If you don't insist on hanging out, at this time, you may be lying on the soft couch of Qianqing Palace, eating iced melons and fruits, and wine. Isn't it more comfortable than lying in a rock pit with hunger on this stone and thirst?

About half an hour later, the sultry branches and grass below were gradually roasted and dried, and almost at the same time burst into flames. The whole beacon was immediately like a nirvana standing in the fire, surrounded by a sea of fire.

The crackling sound sounded, and the stones on the burning mountain wall burst and kept breaking and peeling off.

The bigger the fire, the smaller the smoke and dust. The tent cloth at the top of the big pit on the top of the beacon platform has already been lifted. As the steaming hot air at the bottom rises, the airflow also draws away the smoke and dust. Everyone climbs out of the pit, and the surrounding heat is burning, but at least they avoids the black smoke. The heat is a little hotter, but there is no life. Yu.

It was not until the evening that the fire slowly burned out, and the suffs and the roasted mountain wall radiated with burning heat and could not be approached at all.

Song Nan and everyone stood under the probe at the top and couldn't help but be shocked to see a black color on the lower half of the mountain wall of the beacon.

"Your Majesty, you can sleep peacefully tonight. You don't need to watch the night. Let's go to sleep." Song Nan smiled.

"Yes, the stone is so hot that the trolls can't climb up at night. Don't want to get cold at all in one night. Haha, these trolls are working in vain." Wan Zhi laughed.

Everyone laughed, drank the last few mouthfuls of water of the day, chewed some dry food and collapsed on the ground one by one to rest.

Song Nan was sleepless. He leaned against the wall of the pit and looked up at the brilliant galaxy in the sky, stunned.

After tonight, it will be the fifth day. Trapped in this isolated island-like beacon, dry food and clear water are close to lack. Although the tartans can't attack yet, Song Nan understand that this isolated island can't be defended at all. Judging from the means today, the tartans no longer have the hope of capturing the emperor alive. Today's smoke Burning is a sign, and the following means will be even more unrescripted, and the most severe test is coming before the reinforcements arrive.

Dai Suer, who was snuggling beside her, moved her body and looked up at Song Nan and whispered, "Sir, haven't you slept yet?"

Song Nan turned her head and looked at Dai Suer's shining eyes in the dark and said, "Go to sleep. I think about something."

Dai Suer whispered, "Do you miss your aunt and Miss Ye and Miss Lu?"

Song Nan nodded and sighed, "Of course, I don't know how they are."

Dai Suer said, "Can we survive?"

Song Nan stretched out her hand to touch her face, but she felt a little abrupt and shrank back halfway. Dai Suer gently grabbed Song Nan's retracted hand and pressed it on her face. Her voice was soft like a dream: "Mr. Song, if we are going to die here, Su'er is a little happy."

Song Nan's fingers scratched her smooth face and fell on the corners of her lips.

"What makes you happy when you die?"

Dai Suer said, "Of course, I'm happy. At least it's not that the slave family died alone. The slave family has lived alone in the world. If I die alone, isn't it too miserable?"

Song Nan picked up her chin and leaned down to look at Dai Suer. Dai Suer looked at Song Nan with her head held high. Her lips were like two flowers in the night with a seductive fragrance. Dai Suer's eyes were clearly encouraging and expectation. Song Nan's heart was hot, and her lips slowly approached. Dai Suer closed her eyes with shortness of breath.

"What are you doing?" One arm rested Song Nan's neck, and Princess Kangning, who was sleeping beside her, woke up somehow.

Song Nan and Dai Suer quickly separated like an electric shock.

"No...what, Your Highness, why did you wake up?" Song Nan stammered.

"I fell asleep and woke up from a big mouse." Princess Corning leaned lazily against Song Nan's side and said feebly.

"Where did the big mouse come from? If there is a mouse on the top of this cliff, you can catch every meal." Song Nan smiled.

Kang Ning gently twisted Song Nan's waist and whispered, "This big mouse is man-eating."

Song Nan shouted silently, knowing that Kang Ning must have eavesdropped. At the critical moment, she came out to stir up the situation and changed the topic and said, "How do you feel about the cold?"

Kang Ning sighed and said, "It's better to die. I really don't know if I can go back to Beijing alive."

Song Nan said, "I will definitely be alive. I'll pour some water for you to drink. You're sick and you should have taken care of it."

Corning shook his head and said, "Everyone saves water. The emperor abides by the rules. Naturally, I can't be an exception. Sleep." After saying that, he pillowed Song Nan's shoulder and lay down with Song Nan's waist in his arms.

Song Nan looked at Dai Suer, and her eyes were quite helpless. Dai Suer curled up her long hair, seemed to smile, and lay down to sleep.

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On the night of the heavy rain coming from the trolls, Wang Yong rode his horse and ran to the valley to the south. He knew that he had a great responsibility and did not dare to slack off along the way.

Because he couldn't see the road clearly at night, Wang Yong urged the horse to be too anxious. After a few falls, he could no longer get up. Wang Yong checked the horse and found that the horse's hoof had broken. He must not see clearly that the road had stepped on a sharp stone.

Wang Yong secretly scolded himself for being too anxious. Now he lost his mount but was unable to hurry, but he regretted that it was useless. After drawing the knife and resulting in the mourning war horse, Wang Yong strode and ran wildly in the rainy night. I don't know how long it took. When the sky was slightly clear, Wang Yong suddenly found that the valley in front of him became flatter and open, and there was a faint war. The hiss of the horse and the rapid sound of hooves came.

Wang Yong quickly hid in the grass and looked around. He saw a group of cavalry galloping from a distance. It was a group of Tasars. Wang Yong thought about it and understood that this must be the Yangyuan Taran soldiers that Song Nan had told him to be careful. They blocked the only way to Weizhou.

More than 20 riders roared and galloped to the north. After the sound of his hooves, Wang Yong appeared from the long grass and carefully walked forward. Near noon, the exhausted Wang Yong finally saw a fort on the grassland in the valley in the distance, and dozens of them galloped on the grass around the fort. I don't know what I'm doing.

Wang Yong did not dare to approach. He walked along the mountain wall far away. He sat down and rested in a lowland with water and thought about how to escape while eating dry food. Song Nan told himself about the terrain here. In front of him was a mountain pass for a wild horse slope. About 50 miles south of this mountain pass was the Black Mountain Fort in the northernmost part of Weizhou. In it, it is a great achievement; but the Tartar fortress is in front of it, surrounded by a flat area, and the huge Diao watchtower stands around it, which is really difficult to overcome.

I don't have a mount now. As long as I am found by the Tsar, there is no hope of escape. Although I walk through the hillside, it may also arrive safely, but it will take at least a few days. The emperor and Lord Song are trapped in Xinping Fort to save people like fighting a fire. They must not delay even half a day.

Wang Yong really couldn't think of any countermeasures, and there was no way to delay any more, so he got up and moved forward slowly from afar under the cover of long grass. However, what he didn't want to happen the most happened. Wang Yong suddenly saw a small group of satar cavalry in the distance and suddenly turn their heads towards him. The direction rushed over, and he was suddenly sweating coldly; Wang Yong quickly lay on the grass and did not move, but the Tatar soldiers shouted and flew forward, and even pulled out the snowy machete halfway.

Wang Yong's heart was cold: the man definitely found himself.