On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

The second year of Shenghui, the second day of the third month, at midnight.

Everything was silent except for the early spring night wind from Liaodong, which howled with a biting chill among the mountains and plains outside Anzhou City.

The wind direction quietly turned to the southeast.

Inside the Daqian central army tent, candles were brightly lit.

Murong Yan did not sit still, but stood at the door of the tent with an upright posture.

She was already dressed. Over her black and gold Su brocade cotton nightgown, which was a picture of a phoenix descending to the earth, she wore a black and gold shawl that was easy to move in. On the outermost layer, she wore a black and gold mink cape that kept her warm and showed off her dignity.

In her hand, she was not holding the small model she usually played with, but a real, cold and chilling gilded phoenix-head steel gun!

The gun barrel is jet black and the tip is snow-white, which complements her dark gold outfit and adds to the fierceness of the battlefield.

The Phoenix Dress glowed brilliantly under the illumination of the many ox-horn lamps in the tent, yet it exuded a cold majesty that blended in with the night.

The extremely dark black Su Jin base material absorbs the candlelight, and its color is as deep as a starless night. The golden cotton wool and real gold thread woven into it reflect the flowing dark golden glow, as if lava is rushing in the darkness.

On the nightgown, the pattern of a giant phoenix holding up the sky, set against the backdrop of a figure standing with a gun, is full of a sense of power ready to strike, and the phoenix eyes seem to be staring at the darkness outside the tent.

The wide bell sleeves were gathered into the cuffs of her riding and archery uniform, but the black jade ring on her left thumb shone with a deep luster under the light.

The five-meter-long Su Jin tail was not deliberately trimmed, but just stretched out in a long and winding manner, even with a kind of oppressive mess unique to pre-war times, on the animal skin carpet from her feet to the depths of the tent. The dark gold brocade formed a sharp contrast with the cold weapons and the solemn atmosphere.

The concept of cotton's softness has been completely overturned at this moment. This nightgown is more like the unique battle robe of the god of war before going to battle.

Lin Zhen, dressed in black armor, stood solemnly beside her, his eyes as sharp as torches, staring at the dark night sky outside the tent.

He also held his spear tightly in his hand. The atmosphere in the tent was so heavy that you could hear a pin drop. The only sounds were the breathing of the two men and the occasional crackling of the candlelight.

"It's almost time." Lin Zhen said in a low voice, his voice was particularly clear in the silence.

Murong Yan nodded slightly, and a cold light flashed in her phoenix eyes.

She said nothing, but simply placed the phoenix-headed spear in her hand, with the tip pointing downward, lightly on the ground.

This is a silent signal.

Almost at the moment when the tip of her gun touched the ground, in the distance outside the tent, in the direction of the mountains on the east side of Anzhou City, a faint, jumping red light suddenly appeared!

Then came the second point, the third point... The red light quickly connected into one, as if hell had opened countless eyes!

"There's a fire!" A suppressed cry came from outside the tent.

The fire seemed weak when it first started, but with the increasingly strong southeast wind, the fire spread wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The dead wood and grass that were specially watered with "fierce oil" caught fire as soon as they came into contact with fire, making crackling sounds and the flames shot up several feet high!

Thick smoke billowed straight into the sky, turning half of the night sky into an eerie dark red!

From afar, the entire Dongshan Mountain looked like a huge ignited fire dragon, roaring, rolling, and swooping down towards Anzhou City at the foot of the mountain!

On the top of the city wall, several guards on duty were dozing off against the battlements, holding their spears.

Suddenly, a pungent smell of smoke drifted in with the wind, and then the terrifying red light in the distant sky woke them up!

"Fire! What a big fire! Dongshan is on fire!" A soldier screamed in horror, his voice changing tone.

The other defenders lost all sleepiness in an instant, and scrambled to the city wall. Looking at the sea of ​​fire that looked like the end of the world, their faces turned pale and their legs went weak.

"Quick! Sound the alarm! Go and report to the general!" the sergeant shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Ding! Ding! Ding--!" The shrill alarm bells broke the tranquility of Anzhou City at night and woke up all the people in the city who were immersed in their sweet dreams.

In the city defense house, the drunk Cui Renshi was hurriedly woken up by his personal guards.

With a hangover headache and anger, he put on his clothes and rushed into the yard. When he saw the raging fire in the southeast that illuminated the sky red and was rushing towards him like a giant beast, all his drunkenness instantly turned into cold sweat, his face turned pale, and his whole body began to tremble like a sieve!

"How...how could this happen?! How did such a huge fire suddenly break out?!" His voice trembled, filled with incredible fear. This fire was definitely not a natural disaster!

"General... General! The fire is spreading too fast with the help of the wind! It's about to burn down the city! What should we do, General?!" The deputy general came crawling over and asked in a crying voice.

"What should I do... I... How do I know what to do?!" Cui Renshi was at a loss. Looking at the flames that were getting closer and closer, feeling the increasingly hot breath and choking smell of smoke in the air, there was only one thought left in his mind - escape!

He violently pushed the deputy general aside and shouted incoherently, "Hold on! Hold on, General! I... I'm going to gather reinforcements!"

After saying that, he turned around and rushed to the stable regardless of everything, grabbed a warhorse, and in the stunned eyes of his personal soldiers, he rode his horse wildly towards the west gate in the opposite direction of the fire, intending to abandon the city and escape for his life!

The commander-in-chief fled the battlefield, and the news spread throughout the city like a plague!

The morale of the already panicked defenders suddenly collapsed and they fell into chaos.

Some people tried to put out the fire, but it was a drop in the bucket; some people wanted to organize a defense, but no one obeyed; more people fled around like headless flies, with cries, screams, and the sounds of collapsing objects mixed together, and Anzhou City instantly fell into complete chaos and despair!

Murong Yan and Lin Zhen had already walked out of the tent, mounted their war horses, and stood on a higher slope.

In the distance, the mountain fires lit up the sky, as bright as day, stretching their shadows out long.

The scorching air and smoke blew in their faces with the wind, but the two men remained motionless.

Murong Yan sat upright on a white horse, holding a phoenix-headed spear, looking at the sea of ​​fire and the chaotic Anzhou City in the sea of ​​fire.

The firelight reflected on her dark gold Phoenix dress and black and gold mink cape, flowing and dancing, making her look as if she was born from fire, noble, majestic, and with an almost divine coldness.

The long, messy tail dragging behind the horse was stained with a flowing blood-red glow under the firelight.

"Look, my husband," Murong Yan said softly, her voice still clear amidst the roar of wind and fire, "Isn't this fire beautiful?"

Her tone was calm, even with a hint of appreciation, as if she was watching a grand fireworks display.

Lin Zhen rode his horse closer to her, shielding her from the smoke and dust, and said in a deep voice, "It's beautiful, but also cruel."

He looked at her profile illuminated by the firelight. There was no trace of pity on that beautiful face at this moment.

Murong Yan turned her head and looked at Lin Zhen, fire dancing in her eyes. She suddenly reached out her hand, not the one holding the gun, and gently grasped Lin Zhen's hand that was resting on the saddle bridge.

Her palms were slightly cool, contrasting with the scorching heat around them.

"Husband, am I terrible?" Her voice was filled with a barely perceptible fragility and a reliance on reassurance. "Using such means..."

Lin Zhen held her slightly cold hand tightly with his backhand and looked at her firmly: "Yan'er, being kind to the enemy is being cruel to yourself. They chose the path to death, and you just accelerated the process." His words were full of unconditional support.

Murong Yan's lips curled up slightly in a relieved arc after hearing this. She held his hand tighter, as if drawing strength from it: "Well, with my husband here, I'm not afraid of anything."

At this moment, she revealed a little girl's demeanor, which was incompatible with the purgatory-like scene before her.

At this moment, the fire had already spread to the foot of the city wall. Countless burning grass and wood debris were swept up by the strong wind, over the city wall, and fell into the city! The wooden houses were instantly ignited, and the fire spread rapidly throughout the city!

Anzhou City has completely turned into a huge furnace!

The last trace of tenderness in Murong Yan's eyes disappeared in an instant, replaced by cold murderous intent. She let go of Lin Zhen's hand and slowly raised the Phoenix Spear in her hand!

The tip of the gun pointed directly at Anzhou City which was engulfed in flames!

As she raised her gun, she squeezed the horse's belly hard, and the warhorse raised its front hooves!

This movement is swift and powerful!

The messy dark-golden train and shawl that were hanging on the ground and stained with dust and firelight were suddenly lifted up by this action!

Like a phoenix spreading its wings, it drew a brilliant and deadly arc on the slope illuminated by the fire!

As the tail suddenly floated up, the densely woven gold thread inside was revealed, shining like molten gold in the sun under the blazing flames!

The pattern of Hundred Phoenixes Facing the Sun suddenly burst out with an extremely dazzling golden-red light, noble and brilliant, and carrying the absolute power to burn everything and dominate life and death!

This stunning glimpse is the final judgment of Anzhou City!

The hem of her skirt fell, and the brilliance and murderous intent faded together.

"Three armies, listen to my orders!" Murong Yan's voice, like shattering ice, echoed through the night sky. "The city gate has been breached! All troops attack - massacre the city!"

"kill--!"