Because the sandbags of Han slaves are piled up in the city head, even if the fire occasionally floats downwind toward the city head, it is blocked by these sandbags and will not overflow to the city head.

The raging fire is burning more and more brightly. Even if a few cockroaches can rush out of the fire, they have been staring at the soldiers here for a long time to make up the knife and end their pain. Cheers from ChengTouJun side burst into the sky. Li Yuanqing couldn’t help humming the…