"You are not allowed to speak ill of His Highness the Crown Prince...!"
Wang Ben came with a group of soldiers, tied up all the flowers, plants and trees that had just been cut down, and carried them down the mountain. Inadvertently, when he heard the discussions of the soldiers, he suddenly shouted loudly, "How dare you question His Majesty the Crown Prince? Why not cut down a few more trees so that we can quickly complete the tasks assigned by His Highness the Crown Prince!"
"Marquis Tongwu, we are also thinking about the safety of the people! The fire is soaring into the sky at this time, and it looks like the fire is much more powerful than before! If we don't go to save it, I'm afraid we really won't be able to save it!"
One of the soldiers said with a grimace.
"Yes! Marquis Tongwu, we really don't understand why we are cutting firewood so far away from the fire? If we want to dry firewood, when can we not cut it? At this time?"
"That's right! My mother lives in Lixin Village not far from Dongshan. If the fire is not controlled, I'm afraid she will go down the mountain to burn the village and enter the city. The consequences will be disastrous!"
"Marquis Tongwu, you would like to advise His Highness the Crown Prince to quickly organize people to put out the fire...!"
The soldiers became more and more anxious as they talked, and even stopped what they were doing.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has always served the country and the people. It is impossible for him to just watch the fire go down the mountain. Just follow His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's instructions!"
The situation was urgent, and Wang Ben had no time to think carefully about the purpose of this move.
But out of trust, he comforted his soldiers and asked them to do as ordered!
"yes!"
The soldiers responded angrily, waved the tools in their hands, and began to work.
With the participation of tens of thousands of soldiers, it didn't take long for all the trees, flowers and plants around the fire to be brought down and moved down the mountain!
"Your Highness, the Crown Prince, according to your instructions, all the trees within a hundred meters of the surrounding area will be cut down!"
After finishing all this, Wang Ben led the soldiers down the mountain and slightly arched his hands towards Ying Feiyu.
The soldiers behind him all looked exhausted, their faces were choked with dust, and their bodies were covered with nothing but leaves and dirt. They were in such a miserable state!
"okay!"
Looking at the wide isolation zone, Ying Feiyu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your Highness, we don't understand why you asked us to cut grass and plant trees so far away."
"That's right! You didn't let us save the fire that was raging into the sky. Instead, you asked us to run so far away to cut down the trees. What if the fire comes down the mountain?"
After finishing their work, the soldiers couldn't help but ask.
At this time, the fire not only had no intention of extinguishing it, but was actually burning more and more intensely, with thick smoke billowing into the sky!
"Hmph! Watch it!"
Ying Feiyu snorted coldly, not wanting to explain at all. He still hugged his shoulders and looked at the fire on the mountain.
This sentence made the soldiers even more puzzled!
Now that the firewood has been chopped, why don’t we save it?
Even though they were anxious, there was really nothing they could do!
They couldn't just rush to save such a big fire, right?
That is asking for death!
The soldiers all looked anxious, watching the fire getting bigger and bigger, unable to do anything!
At this moment, a group of carriages came speeding over!
"Why is Your Majesty here too?"
Seeing the familiar carriage leading the carriage, Wang Ben hurriedly greeted it.
Behind Ying Zheng's carriage were meng Tian, Meng Yi and other veterans, who also came to check on the Dongshan fire!
"The fire is getting more and more intense. If I don't come again, I'm afraid the entire Xianyang City will be burned down by me...!"
Ying Zheng had a fierce look on his face, jumped out of the carriage and shouted, "We have brought tens of thousands of soldiers out, why are they all standing here? Are you just watching the fire go down the mountain?"
"Um...Your Majesty...that..."
Wang Ben hesitated, trying to make up some excuse to help Xiao Zhengtai smooth things over.
"Father, it was my son who made them do this!"
However, Ying Feiyu took the initiative to come over and spoke with a smile.
"Hmph! The situation is urgent. You brought tens of thousands of soldiers here. Why don't you put out the fire first?"
After Ying Zheng sobered up, he listened to the guards' report about the fire in Dongshan. The fire was getting worse and worse, so he personally brought people to check it out.
Before, I was worried that this kid would work too hard to put out the fire and hurt himself again.
Unexpectedly, this kid had his hands behind his back and was watching the show leisurely, as if the country he was burning was not his own!
"Who said I didn't put out the fire? Look at the looks of the soldiers!"
Ying Feiyu rolled his eyes at him and pursed his lips at the disgraced soldiers behind him.
"Hmph! I have already heard that you asked the soldiers to go up the mountain to chop wood, but you did not put out the fire, so the fire became more and more intense! I will settle the score with you later...!"
Ying Zheng was really angry this time. He pointed at Ying Feiyu's nose and cursed, "Meng Yi, Meng Tian, hurry up and rush into the fire with your soldiers. I don't care what method you use, hurry up and control the fire." , otherwise you are the only one to ask!"
"yes!"
Meng Yi and Meng Tian slightly arched their hands and responded.
"My father is planning to let these soldiers die!"
The two of them were about to call the soldiers to go to the mountain to put out the fire when they heard Ying Feiyu speak leisurely.
"If this fire is not extinguished, hundreds of thousands of people in Xianyang City will suffer!"
"Who said this fire is immortal?"
Ying Feiyu hugged his shoulders and sneered.
"Hmph! I saw it with my own eyes, who else can tell me...?"
Ying Zheng pointed to the top of the mountain angrily and was about to say something more when his eyes suddenly changed.
"Huh? What's going on?"
The flames that were originally soaring to the sky on the top of the mountain slowly lowered and threatened to go out.
"Eh? How is this possible?"
"Yes! Even if it's not cloudy or raining, how come the fire has weakened?"
"It's really strange. Could it be that His Highness the Crown Prince cast some spell?"
"What you said is wrong. If you want to cast a spell, His Highness the Prince's immortal master must cast it in the sky!"
"Yes! That must be the case. Otherwise, why didn't His Highness let us put out the fire...!"
The soldiers also raised their heads and looked at the fire on the top of the mountain. Their jaws suddenly dropped and they started talking.
Ying Zheng and several veterans also turned their attention to Ying Feiyu, with puzzled faces!
"You brat, you didn't tell me earlier even if you asked the immortal master for help. It made me worry for nothing!"
The intensity of the fire decreased, and Ying Zheng's tense nerves finally relaxed for a moment, but he was still cursing.
"Yes! His Royal Highness scared us to death!"
The veterans also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Father, several ministers, this prince is not looking for any master!"
Ying Feiyu shook his head.
These guys have the theory of gods engraved into their bones. As long as there is something they cannot explain, they will all attribute it to the gods!
"Didn't you find Master? Could it be that this raging fire was extinguished on its own?"
Ying Zheng's tone was clearly one of disbelief.
In spring, the weather is dry and everything is dry. A spark of fire can cause a prairie fire.
Not to mention the raging mountain fire, which is already good if it doesn’t spread quickly, how could it possibly go out on its own?
