Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather

In the camp of the Wuliang army.

Wutuo paced back and forth in the camp with his hands behind his back.

For some reason, he felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart!

This sense of uneasiness became stronger as time went by, making him unable to sleep.

"What went wrong?"

"Will Yang Zhengshan attack at night?"

"But I'm ready. If he attacks at night, he will fall into the trap I set!"

Wutuo had made full preparations. In order to prevent Yang Zhengshan from attacking at night, he even arranged tens of thousands of soldiers to set up a lot of traps at the north gate of the camp.

If Yang Zhengshan dared to attack at night, it would make him successful.

It stands to reason that he should be worry-free at this time, but the uneasiness in his heart always made him feel that something was wrong.

At this moment, a chaotic sound suddenly sounded outside the tent.

Wutuo asked anxiously like a frightened bird: "What's wrong?"

"Your Highness, it's just windy!" The guard outside the tent replied.

"Oh!" Wutuo responded, but his uneasiness reached its peak at this moment.

The wind is blowing!

Wutuo suddenly shuddered and walked out of the tent with an impatient look.

"What wind?"

"Northwest wind!"

Wutuo looked at the burning brazier in front of the tent, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Northwest wind!"

The whistling sound of the wind sounded in his ears, and he seemed to have caught something, but he couldn't figure out what it was.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, blowing the flags and making rustling sounds, and the grass and trees made rustling sounds.

The flame in the brazier tilted towards the south, like a piece of silk being stretched very long.

Listening to the wind and looking at the stretched flame, Wutuo shuddered suddenly.

"Not good!"

He finally knew where his uneasiness came from?

Wind and fire!

Unfortunately, he woke up too late.

At this time, the grass cages on the hillside had been pulled into the valley by the wind, and groups of grass cages rolled and jumped, rushing towards the camp of the Wuliang army.

When the first straw cage entered the camp, a group of Wuliang soldiers looked at the straw cage and felt a little puzzled.

"What is this?"

"Who made this straw cage? But it's too ugly!"

"There seems to be some smell on it!"

"Smell! Kerosene!"

Several Wuliang soldiers were still studying the straw cage, but more straw cages rolled into the camp.

The next moment.

Flames suddenly rose on the mountain pass in the north.

The burning straw cage rushed towards the camp of the Wuliang army like a wild horse under the whistling northwest wind.

The fire took advantage of the wind and became more and more intense.

But in a moment, the hillsides on both sides of the mountain pass turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The sea of ​​fire turned into a horizontal flow, and with the help of the wind, it formed a series of crazy fire waves, baring its fangs and claws as if it wanted to tear the dark night apart.

Wu Tuo looked at the surging sea of ​​fire, and the whole person fell into confusion.

After confusion, there was endless anger.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

His face, flushed with anger, became extremely ferocious.

At this time, the Wuliang camp was in chaos.

The raging flames were burning, and the rolling straw cages could not resist them at all. What was even more terrifying was the wind tonight. The whistling wind swallowed up the tents and the Wuliang Hu tribe like the breath of death.

"Your Highness!"

A group of guards guarded around Wutuo.

"Quick, quick, order a retreat to the south!" Wutuo finally reacted.

In fact, he didn't need him to give orders, and the Wuliang soldiers had already fled to the south.

But facing the raging sea of ​​fire, many people had no chance to escape.

Not only people, but also war horses.

The war horses neighed and struggled in fear, and some tied war horses could only be burned to death in wailing. The war horses that were not tied were in fear and fled around regardless of anything.

70,000 Hu cavalry and 70,000 war horses, a large number of war horses fled, making the already chaotic scene even more noisy and chaotic.

"Your Highness, go!"

The guards around Wutuo could no longer care about anything else, dragged Wutuo onto the war horse, and fled to the south.

The fire grew bigger and bigger with the help of the wind, and in a blink of an eye it had spread to most of the camp, and was about to burn Wutuo's tent.

"Go!"

"Don't make a fuss!"

After being angry, Wutuo finally calmed down. While fleeing, he did not forget to summon his subordinates who were fleeing everywhere.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!"

At this time, Cui Liang came running.

He was lucky because he was not a Hu tribe member, so their camp was not built together with the Wuliang camp, but behind the Wuliang camp.

Although the fire had now burned their camp, they had more time to react.

However, Cui Liang could not summon his soldiers at this time, so he could only look for Wutuo with his entourage.

"General Cui!" Wutuo looked at Cui Liang with a somewhat dusty face.

"Your Highness, go this way!" Cui Liang led Wutuo directly into the forest on the west side of the valley.

There was no road in the forest, so they had to abandon their horses. After entering the forest, Wutuo suddenly asked, "Why are you going this way?"

"Your Highness, there are still imperial guards in the south!" Cui Liang said.

"But the soldiers are all!" Wutuo's face was livid.

Cui Liang shook his head slightly, "Your Highness, I can't care about so much now."

Under the fire, most of the Wuliang soldiers fled to the south, and only a few ran into the mountains and forests on both sides.

However, even in the mountains and forests, it is not necessarily possible to escape the sea of ​​fire.

The raging sea of ​​fire had already ignited the mountains and forests on both sides, and the mountains on both sides of the valley were still relatively steep, and it was not easy to climb over.

If you are familiar with the terrain, you can find a place with a relatively gentle mountain and climb over it. If you are not familiar with the terrain, even if you run into the mountains and forests, there is only one way to die.

South of the valley.

Liang Chu and others were all stunned when they looked at the blazing sea of ​​fire.

The valley was more than ten miles long, and the sea of ​​fire was not close to them, but looking at the flaming sea of ​​fire, they were still full of horror and fear.

The raging flames illuminated the entire valley, and even the faces of Liang Chu and others were reflected with light and shadow.

Xue Ou couldn't help swallowing his saliva and said, "General Yang has a good trick! This fire can probably burn tens of thousands of Wuliang troops to ashes!"

"What a cruel strategy!" Lu Baishu nodded and said in agreement.

"Not only cruel, but also vicious!" Cao Can said.

Zhou Lan glanced at Cao Can, and then said to Liang Chu: "Commander, should we attack?"

Liang Chu came back to his senses and exhaled heavily.

"Let's get ready!"

"Yes!"

No one doubted Yang Zhengshan now. A big fire burned the Wuliang camp, which was enough to convince them.

The roaring sound of war drums sounded in the deep night, and tens of thousands of imperial guards rushed into the valley with blazing eyes, followed by waves of shouts and shouts.