C35 (1/2)

Everyone was ready to act according to plan, and the Huns did not notice at all.

Without anyone noticing, Ban Chao and Chen Mi crept to the north side of the small building and tied the oiled rope to the arrow. This rope was also specially made, and each section was tied with firecrackers. As long as a fire was ignited, these firecrackers would fly everywhere and not be underestimated.

The two drew their bows and shot two arrows straight up to the top floor. In the middle of winter, the four sides of the building were tightly shut, and the people inside had no idea what was going on.

Ban Chao lit the rope, and the two fire serpents rose up, and then the firecrackers exploded, scattering fire all over the place. Only then did the Huns realize that they were in danger, but it was too late.

The two of them each held a rocket, and continued to shoot arrows at the windows of the building. The arrows were shot without restraint, and were extremely powerful. Some of the arrows even penetrated through the windows and into the building. At this moment, the cold wind was howling and the fire was burning brighter and brighter. They could clearly see everything within a hundred miles.

Ban Chao shouted, ”Kill!”

Thirty plus warriors, each fighting bravely, rushed to the inn. The hundred foot tall building was filled with mournful wails. The group of Huns had been busy trying to save the fire, but now they only wanted to escape. Unfortunately, the staircase was narrow, and they couldn't escape from so many people in a short time.

Some were burnt to death by the smoke, some were burned to death by the fire, and some died from trampling. Even if he didn't die, he wouldn't be able to avoid a stroke of fortune!

Later, when the stairs were lit, the people upstairs could not go down at all. Some of them could not stand the heat of the fire and decided to just jump off the building. Many more fell to their deaths. There were also those who managed to escape the sea of flames by a fluke. Ban Chao and the others were waiting for him.

The sound of firecrackers rose up, and the fire alerted the good people. Everyone went out to see, only to see that under the moonlight, the fire was blazing and smoke was billowing. Occasionally, there were fireworks flying up into the night sky, as lively as if it was New Year's Day. However, there was a constant stream of 'Fire Men' jumping down from the tall tower. They were howling in a heart-wrenching manner in mid-air. Anyone who heard this would feel terrified upon hearing this.

Since the Huns' inn was on fire, the Shansan king naturally knew about it, and hastened over before he had time to dress himself properly. By the time he arrived, the Han people had already won a great victory. After a quick calculation, there were no more than four hundred enemies in this battle, more than ten times as many as the Han Envoys. Bandung's side, on the other hand, was completely unharmed, with the exception of Chen Min, who was injured. However, not all of the dead were Huns, and there were also servants, women, horse grooms, and burning servants who were sent to serve them in the country of Shanshen. They were the lowest of the low, and their lives were nothing but grass in the eyes of the powerful and the ”heroes.” If they died, they would die. Not to mention the fact that no one served the emissaries of the Han Dynasty, but these people served the Huns, so the warrior of the big man showed no mercy to them.

Each of them held a sharp knife in their hands and their bodies were covered in blood. The tall building was still burning behind them, and from time to time, sounds of wood exploding could be heard from the building as flames soared to the sky. The flames set off their resolute faces, making them look even more ferocious, as if they were heavenly soldiers descending to the world below.

There were countless onlookers, some of them were trembling in fear, some of the busybodies were talking and laughing with each other, some of them were talking and barking in the distance, and some children were crying loudly nearby. The scene was a mess, and people could not express their feelings one by one, but no matter who it was, none of them dared to step forward and fight the fire.

Seeing this scene, the Shansan King felt as if his soul had left his body. A group of soldiers broke through the crowd and made a path for Ban Chao. The King of Shanshan, like many others, did not dare to go forward. He asked through the crowd, ”Is that the envoy from the Eastern Lands, Master Ban Chao?”