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A few tents of the Jin soldiers were set up across the river.
From time to time, there would be small teams of golden soldiers holding spears patrolling along the river.
Zhao Hao's eyes lit up as he thought of a plan.
Shua! Shua! Shua!
Zhao Hao casually waved his sword and killed all the Jin soldiers in his sight. He quickly landed beside the camp.
He took out a pack of matches, lit it up, and threw it to the nearby camp.
August and September were the hottest season of the year.
These camps were constructed from wood and cloth.
As soon as the match landed on it, it instantly turned into a fire snake, engulfing all flammable objects.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Dozens of campsites caught fire at the same time. The fire grew rapidly and spread along the Yongding River.
"Fire!"
"Fire!"
"Help!"
"Hurry up and get some water."
Many of the Jin soldiers fled in panic, crying for their parents in an ear-piercing manner.
There were also some clever ones who quickly took wooden buckets, water bottles, etc., and ran to the river to get water.
The generals in the camp quickly came to their senses.
He pulled out his sword and ordered the Jin soldiers to go to the river to get water to put out the fire.
Shua! Shua! Shua!
How could Zhao Hao give them a chance to salvage the situation? He casually slashed out a dozen sword Qi and easily killed hundreds of Jin soldiers.
"Enemy attack!"
"Enemy attack!"
"The Yue Clan Army is here to ambush us!"
"Run!"
The rest of the Jin soldiers who were still alive were scared out of their wits. They threw away their helmets and armor and ran in all directions.
The Song army attacked from Xiangyang to Kaifeng and drove Jin Wushu back to the north of the Yellow River.
After that, they marched straight in and seized Pingyang, Dongping, Daming, Taiyuan, and Jinan. The Jin soldiers were defeated one after another.
The Jin Country's imperial court was in an uproar.
In order to deal with the impeachment of the imperial court, the Golden Wushu had to abandon his army and rush to Shangjing to quell the unrest.
None of the remaining marshals could convince the masses.
No one was willing to lead their own troops to fight the Yue Family Army and Han Family Army in Zhen Ding, He Jian, Da Tong and other places.
That's why.
Millions of Jin soldiers scrambled to retreat outside Yanjing City.
The golden soldiers guarding the periphery were already frightened. After Zhao Hao killed a hundred or so people, none of them dared to fight anymore.
Zhao Hao did not expect this to happen.
Killing these ordinary soldiers would not affect the situation of the war at all.
Zhao Hao had achieved the effect he wanted, so he simply let them escape.
The fire on the Yongding River was getting fiercer.
The fire snake transformed into a fire dragon and soared into the sky.
The nearby sky was burning red.
He could also see it clearly in Yanjing City.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Tens of thousands of Jianghu people rushed out of Yanjing City and rushed toward Yongding River.
The battle between the Earth Immortals of the two continents had countless Jianghu people rushing to Yan Jing City. It was a hundred-year-old event in the martial arts world.
Unfortunately, it was still too early for the battle.
When these Jianghu people gathered together, they had nothing to do except fight and seek revenge.
It was not easy to find something new, and it would immediately attract a large number of spectators.
"What happened?"
"The Jin Army's lookout camp was burned down?”
"Could it be that the Song army has reached this place?”
"Impossible!"
"Even if the Song army gave up the other towns and headed straight for Yanjing, they wouldn't be able to reach it so quickly.”
"Could it be that some hero was chivalrous enough to kill this group of Jin soldiers?”
Hundreds of Jianghu people rushed over first. They stood in the distance and watched the fire. Their words were full of mockery and ridicule.
The Jin Kingdom had been extremely powerful in recent decades.
First, they joined forces with Great Song to defeat the insufferably arrogant Liao Kingdom and chased the Yelu Clan to the barren and desolate Hu Si Wo Lu Duo.
After that, they suppressed the Tubo and Xixia countries and continued to conquer the shrinking Great Song.
Not only did the martial artists of the Great Song hate the Jin Kingdom, but the martial artists of the Western Liao, Tubo, and Western Xia also hoped to see the Jin Kingdom suffer.
As the fire gradually grew bigger, more and more Jianghu people rushed over from Yanjing City.
"What are you waiting for?"
"If the fire spreads to Yanjing, can we go to the mountains and forests to sleep?”
"You and I will work together to put out the fire.”
A middle-aged Confucian scholar noticed that something was wrong and called for the Jianghu people to put out the fire together.
"Brother, you're right. Why don't you take the lead?”
"What's the use of just saying and not doing it?"
"A poor scholar like you wants to command me? Why don't you take a piss and take a look!"
Many Jianghu people mocked.
"You! You guys!"
The middle-aged scholar was furious. He flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.
"Hahaha!"
"Hahaha!"
"Hahaha!"
The people in the martial world laughed.
However, the fire soon exceeded their imagination.
The fire quickly ignited the area near the Jin army's camp and roared toward the upper and lower reaches of the Yongding River.
If they did not stop the fire from spreading, Yan Jing City might be burned down.
It was really possible that the middle-aged scholar was right, and they could only run to the deep mountains and forests to live.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and put out the fire!"
Tens of impatient warriors rushed towards the Yongding River, urging their internal strength to roll up the water and spray it towards the raging fire.
The rest of the warriors jumped into the river to help put out the fire.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Their efforts were like a drop of water in the bucket in front of the huge fire dragon.
"It's over…"
Many of the swordsmen sighed. They were afraid that Yanjing would not be able to keep it.
At this moment.
A crisp bell rang across the river.
Tens of thousands of swordsmen turned their heads to look.
A person was riding a donkey upside down, holding a peach blossom branch in his right hand as he slowly walked over.
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