There were not many people left in the Cheng Mansion. Twelve of them were Cheng Yulian's close servants, and the rest were unknowing maids and concierges.
The last one is the mastermind Niu Bian. This ugly teacher also came to the yard holding a steel knife.
"Mr. Niu, success or failure depends on this. If we lose, we will have to go to hell together." Cheng Yulian's face was full of excitement, without any fear, only the joy of doing something big.
"The master is right. One step to bliss, one step to hell." Niu Bian nodded. Unlike Cheng Yulian's excitement, his expression and eyes were very calm.
Twelve house slaves were setting fires everywhere. The firewood, liquor, and cloth piled up in Cheng Mansion were quickly ignited, and the flames quickly engulfed the entire mansion.
Cheng Yulian watched his ancestral home gradually turn into ashes. Not only did he not feel any pain, but he became even more excited.
The unsuspecting maids, rough ladies, and concierges were all in a panic, like headless flies, screaming and running away towards the gate.
"Quick. Set fire everywhere." Cheng Yulian saw that the fire was out of control and immediately ordered.
He led Niu Bian and twelve domestic slaves, raised torches, shouted loudly, and set fires continuously.
"General Fu Han has arrived at the city. The Yan Han will win. Anyone with my ideals should set fire to the house and help General Fu Han enter the city."
They set fires and chanted.
Cheng Yulian's neighbors were also rich. They looked at Cheng Yulian who was like a madman, yelled and ran away with their family members.
"Chengxiu went crazy and set fire to his ancestral home. He is a prodigal."
"If Lao Cheng knew anything about it, he would definitely jump out of the coffin and beat this unfilial son to death."
"Damn it. He burned himself. Why did he burn down our house?"
Whether he was willing or not, Cheng Yulian led people to set fires along the road, quickly causing chaos in the area.
The situation near Chengfu quickly attracted the attention of the whole city.
A single house.
This family's surname is Gu, and the male owner's name is Gu Jin. He is thirty-two years old, strong and makes a living by working.
His wife's surname is Wang, and they have five children.
The couple woke up when they heard the sound of killing, quickly put on their clothes and gathered their children. Gu Jin's eyes lit up when he heard Cheng Yulian's slogan. He turned to Mrs. Wang and said, "Madam, General Fu Han is here. We have nothing to contribute, so we burned the house down."
"You immediately take your children and take refuge at Brother Chen's house next door."
Wang was in disbelief when he heard this and said: "Master. If we burn down our home, how will we survive in the future?"
Gu Jin smiled and said: "I have hands and feet, why can't I survive? And when the general enters the city, our life will definitely be better than now. Listen to me. Just take the Xinruan."
"Okay." Wang has a weak character and has no independent opinion, so she has no choice but to listen to her husband. Reluctantly, I packed up my belongings, took my children with me, and went to live with my next door neighbor.
"My fire is not small." Gu Jin held the torch in his hand and looked back at his house. He was a little reluctant to leave it, but he gritted his teeth and set it on fire.
Compared with the fire in Chengfu, this fire is naturally not worth mentioning, but it is still a spark.
Many others in the city responded.
The Zhang family mansion, one of the three households in Yangwu. It's not far from Chengfu. The head of the house, Zhang Xingshui, stood in the corridor wearing a black cloak and holding a steel knife to defend himself.
The servants of the Zhang family were armed, those with weapons were armed, and those without weapons were armed with sticks, and were ready to fight.
"Sir, I have found out clearly. It was Cheng Yulian who burned his ancestral home and caused chaos in the city." A majestic slave rushed over and reported breathlessly.
Zhang Xingshui had a look of surprise on his face and said to himself: "That scholar actually has such courage?"
He pondered for a long time, and then ordered the slave: "Call out the old and the weak, and wrap up the ancestral tablets. We also burned our own mansion to respond to him."
"Master, this is the century-old ancestral home. Why should we respond to Cheng Yulian?" Xiongzhuang's slave was shocked when he heard this and asked.
Zhang Xingshui said calmly: "My home is under surveillance by the Meng Yuan people, who guard me just like they guard against thieves. They are afraid that something will happen to me and Wu Nian. I am not that fanatical about Wu Nian, but I have had enough these days."
"No more words. Set fire."
"Yes." The male slave was still reluctant, but he had no choice but to invite the slaves to set fire together. Soon after, the Zhang family mansion also burned down.
Zhang Xingshui left the old and weak to live with relatives nearby. He also led his domestic slaves to cause chaos in the city.
The situation began to get out of hand.
On the city. The Mongolian soldiers who were fighting were shocked to find that countless places in the city were on fire, as if a spark was about to ignite the entire city.
And the slogans are getting louder and louder.
"General Fu Han has arrived at the city. The Yan Han will win. Anyone with my ideals should set fire to the house and help General Fu Han enter the city."
"General Fu Han has arrived at the city. The Yan Han will win. Anyone with my ideals should set fire to the house and help General Fu Han enter the city."
People kept shouting and people kept joining the team.
The people in the city all rebelled.
"Go quickly. Go quickly. Burn the granary. Abandon the city gate. Gather out of the city quickly." The commanders and officers finally gave up guarding the city and called on the soldiers to join them. They climbed down the city wall and burned the barracks while heading towards the city where they were not attacked. Gather at the city gate.
Although panicked, the quality of the Meng Yuan soldiers was still there. Moreover, Wu Nian would not surrender the Meng Yuan people. None of them wanted to surrender, and they all followed the officer.
After arriving at the city gate, thousands of defenders in the city opened the city gate together and escaped into the night without knowing where to go.
And the fire in the city was getting bigger and bigger. Some of the fires were set by the common people, and some were set by the Mongolian people who set fire to granaries and treasuries.
Without the Mongolian soldiers defending the city, Wu Nianjun's soldiers successfully climbed up the city wall using simple ladders and quickly took control of the city gate.
A Qianhu climbed the city wall and took a look into the city. Immediately he ordered to the left and right: "Open the city gate and welcome the general in."
"Spread out immediately to help put out the fire. Also, be careful that there are ambushes in the city."
"Yes." A soldier responded and immediately passed the order. Soldiers from these thousands of households began to put out fires in the city.
Soon after, Wu Nianjun's large groups entered the city from two city gates and quickly started fire-fighting work.
It's still dark now and the city is in chaos.
There may also be Mongolian and Yuan soldiers hidden among them. Wu Nian did not move around. After entering the city, he and Wang Gui got off their horses, walked up the city wall, and entered the city gate tower to wait for dawn.
"Brother. Finally, we have a city. The Meng Yuan people's seven-star formation is missing a leg. The situation has changed."
Wu Nian had not slept all day and night, but he was in good spirits. He sat down cross-legged, looked up at Wang Gui, and said with a smile.
"That's right. Next, let's attack one city after another." Wang Gui was very excited and nodded happily.
