At this time, several packers on guard at the entrance to the gun platform also heard the news and rushed to the gun platform.

"Hurry up and put out the fire!" Niyaha pointed at the rapidly spreading fire and roared, "If you slaves don't hurry up and put out the fire, if something goes wrong with the food and grass supplies, I will skin you!"

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Niyaha himself held the dagger and strode towards the Ming army spies who set the fire.

Hou Si had completed the task of arson, and his expression suddenly relaxed. Then he turned around and rushed towards Niyaha, and at the same time, he pulled out a dagger from his left and right arm guards.

But this time, Hou Si obviously made a wrong calculation.

Although Niyaha was seriously ill, he was still one of the best in the world.

As soon as they fought, Niyaha easily cut Hou Si's throat with his rich battlefield fighting experience.

Hou Si's eyes widened, he clutched his throat and fell to the ground. His severed throat made a rattling sound, but he could no longer utter a single word.

But at this moment, the baggage pile burst into flames.

"Come and put out the fire!" several coats of clothing wailed miserably.

They seemed to have foreseen their tragic fate. If the food, grass and baggage could not be saved, then the lives of their dogs would certainly not be saved either.

The slaves in the bunker were quickly alerted.

Including He Luohui, they also rushed out of the bunker.

Unfortunately, the fire was completely out of control by this time.

Looking at the baggage that had been completely swallowed up by the fire, He Luohui's face immediately fell.

However, what made He Luohui even more furious was that it was not only the gun platform he was stationed that caught fire, but at least ten surrounding gun platforms caught fire at the same time!

This was not a fire, this was clearly an attack!

In an instant, He Luohui's face turned black.

Now he was in trouble, and King Yu had to skin him.

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Nearly half a month has passed since the troops were divided in Xuzhou, and not a single animal or a grain of grain has been obtained, but a lot of the baggage carried by the army has been lost.

What will happen to the military rations with the white flag in the future?

"What are you still doing? Hurry up and put out the fire! Put out the fire!"

"If you don't rescue the food, grass and baggage, I'll skin you!"

He Luohui was angry, anxious, frightened and frightened, and immediately yelled at Bao Yi.

The surrounding wrappers bravely put out the fire, enduring the burns and pulling out bags of grain, bundles of fodder, and bundles of arrows from the fire.

However, most of them have been burned to coke.

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