There are Yunwu Mountains passing through the state in Luoding Prefecture, and Daqiao Mountain is a small peak in Yunwu Mountain. Starting from Daqiao Mountain, you can reach the official road towards Luoding City in just half a day. Follow the official road for another half hour and it is Luoding City. There are no forks on the way. There are low mountain monuments on both sides of the official road, and occasionally there are a few slightly flat fields. This official road leads to Luoding on one end, and the other end is Deqing County, which leads to Qingqing Prefecture. In the middle, it passes through the abandoned Dong'an County, and there are almost no people within a hundred miles.

At roughly in Shenshi, when the sun was about to set west, a hill full of trees more than three miles east of the city was a hill with large trees. A group of men wearing various clothes, holding big knives, iron forks and spears walked out from their hiding places one by one, and the leader was Boss Hu.

"Brother Zhou, it's almost dark. After waiting for two hours, the third brother and the others should take action. I don't know what will happen to them." Boss Hu was both excited and nervous, looking at Luo Dingcheng's mouth in the distance, a little dry.

Zhou Shixiang, who had just walked out, blurted out when he heard this, "Brother Hu, don't worry, Brother Zhao and the others will definitely be safe!"

In ancient times, one hour was two hours, two hours was four hours. Now it was about six or seven o'clock in the future. Two hours later it was late at night and eleven or two o'clock in the evening. This was when people were asleep. When people were killed and set fire in the middle of the night, Zhou Shi believed that the Qing army in Luoding City must have been caught off guard. As long as they acted quickly enough, they would definitely capture Luoding City and repeat the heroic act of Sesame Li back then!

While rubbing his sore legs and feet, Duke Xiang of Song also said, "Zhao Sihai and the others are used to doing things, and they can't make any mistakes. Besides, the arrow is on the string and has to be fired. We have all come. Can we go back again? It's useless to worry. We have to do it, but we have to do it. If we succeed, we will no longer be bandits in the future."

After saying that, he turned around and took people to make torches. Daqiao Mountain leaped out of the village this time, but there were only 38 people. Ten of them went to the city to be an insider, and there were only twenty-eight people left. It was still difficult for such a handful to disguise the illusion that Li Dingguo's army had reached. He had no choice but to use more torches to confuse the Qing army in the city.

Boss Hu thought about it, and what's the use of worrying about it when it's time to worry about it. He threw the uneasiness behind his head, pulled Zhou Shixiang to look at the cowhide drum that he had finally brought. He gently slapped the drum face and said with a sense of vicissitudes: "This drum has been used by the old prince. When the old prince was defeated, I took the escaped brothers to bring out the drum, so that one day I could fight the Tartars again under the command of the drum. Unfortunately, for a few years, this drum has never sounded again, and my brothers and I ended up being neither human nor ghost. I think I'm sorry, the old prince... If it weren't for Brother Zhou's advice today, this drum might have been covered with dust..."

After feeling moved, he handed the two drum hammers to Zhou Shixiang. "After taking action later, Brother Zhou will stay here to beat the drums to encourage everyone. I will take people to seize the city gate!"

When Zhou Shixiang heard that this was not good, he hurriedly said, "No, Brother Hu and I will go to seize the city gate together!"

Boss Hu laughed: "Brother Zhou and Mr. Song are both scholars, and they have to do Zhuge Kongming's business. This is the rude thing for us, the gang of big men, to go there."

"Brother Hu is such a bad word. Although I, Zhou Shixiang, is a scholar, I am also a good man with a dignified body of five feet. I also have a deep blood hatred for my parents, wife and children. How can I hide behind and watch my brothers fight with the Qing army?" Zhou Shixiang was anxious, "Besides, I am not really a weak scholar without any power. Brother Hu, don't forget, I killed Youyunlong with my own hands!"

Boss Hu was unmoved and insisted on saying, "I know Brother Zhou is a hero, but this matter was discussed by Mr. Song. You don't have to say it anymore. As long as you beat this drum well and let us keep hearing the drum sound, it will be the greatest credit."

Seeing that Boss Hu had made up his mind, Zhou Shixiang sighed, knowing that it could not be changed, and knowing that Boss Hu was thinking about his own safety, so he could only nod and agree. As long as things were completely according to his plan, it would not matter whether he would personally participate in the capture of the city.

When Zhou Shixiang was about to see the big green horse, the originally calm forest suddenly blew, and the treetops began to shake.

The wind is blowing!

Zhou Shixiang looked surprised.

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In Luoding City under the night, there was no light at all. There was no sight of the lights on the empty streets. Even a buzzer could not see the bang-kick. If it weren't for the vaguely seeing someone walking on the city gate with a torch, I'm afraid those who didn't know would have thought this city was a dead city.

Next to a house near the Qing army officers in the south of the city, two figures were curled up there motionlessly under the night. If someone passed by at this moment, they would definitely be shocked and thought these two were dead.

The two people who looked like dead were Zhao Sihai who was pretending to be Taoist priests and mixed into the city. Next to him was the bald man. I don’t know where he found this ragged monk robe. He persuaded him to snatch the errand into the city and do his job as an insider.

The sudden wind blew the dust on the street, bringing a sense of coldness.

"Damn it, it was windy yesterday?" The bald man spit out dust and a leaf that shaved into his mouth.

"It's good to have a wind, have you not listened to the wind to help the fire?" Zhao Sihai looked surprised.

The bald man hesitated: "The fire is about to burn, aren't the people in the city going to suffer a great disaster?"

"What are mother-in-law and mother doing? We are bandits. We don't kill people or set fires, but we are just bandits who are farts. Yesterday, I was soft-hearted?"

"It's not that I'm soft-hearted, I just can't bear it."

"Hey, you fake monk really think that you can become a Buddha by putting down your butcher knife?" Zhao Sihai choked the bald man, looked at the sky, and slowly stood up, "It's almost done, let's do it."

"Okay!" The bald man gritted his teeth and patted the dust on his body, stood up, looked at the Qing army camp in the distance, and said viciously: "If you want to blame him, blame the damn Tartars!"

"Walk!"

Zhao Sihai's evil figure was revealed, and after he made clear the direction of the wind, he took out a can of tincture oil he bought after entering the city and walked quietly to the Qing army camp. Seeing this, the bald man followed without hesitation. The two came to the upper part of the Qing army camp, and carefully observed that there was no Qing army patrol, and then went forward to open the jar.

Soon, the turd oil in the tank was poured on the fences of the Qing army barracks and the piles of forage. After a while, the fire rose into the sky. The wind took advantage of the fire and the fire raged towards the Qing army's tent.

At the same time, Ge Wu and others also began to set fires everywhere in the city. As the fire raged, the shouts of "The old man thief is here, the old man thief is here" instantly resounded throughout Luoding City.
Chapter completed!