The school and the soldiers looked around in a daze, and they didn't hear any strange noises at all.

Cao Xing's eyes were clear and sharp, he spread his hands and said in a deep voice: "Come on the bow!"

A personal soldier had already handed Cao Xing the iron-total bow with four stones. Cao Xing held the bow in his hand, and then pulled a wolf-tooth arrow as thick as a thumb from the quiver in his hand on the string. He turned his head to the little school beside him and said, "Please take a torch and throw it hard in front of the gate. He throws it as far as you want."

"Affect the order."

The school in Yuanmen did not dare to be negligent, so he hurriedly pulled a burning fat torch from the Yuanmen, swung his arms forward and threw it forward. Suddenly, the burning torch flew forward and rolled out, drawing a bright and dazzling track in the air. Cao Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, and with the light of the fire, he saw that there were many black figures moving in the open space outside the Yuanmen.

Cao Xing exhaled and opened his breath, and the iron-body bow with four stones stretched out in an instant. A buzzing sound suddenly sounded, and the wolf-toothed arrows stored on the strings were shot out like lightning.

"Uh~"

Almost Cao Xingfang let go, a shrill scream came from the darkness in front of the gate.

"Good arrow!"

The Yuanmen School and his personal soldiers cheered loudly, and Cao Xing was inevitably proud. Just as he was about to shoot out the second arrow, a cold murderous aura suddenly came from the night sky like a spider-silk, locking him firmly.

"Swish~"

The next moment, a shrill sound of breaking through the air sounded from the endless darkness ahead. When Cao Xing's face turned sharply and was about to flash, a wolf-toothed arrow as thick as a thumb had already shot through his left chest. The powerful force stored on the arrow branch drove Cao Xing's body backwards and hit the guard shaft heavily.

"Du!"

The sharp wolf-toothed arrow shot through Cao Xing's left shoulder and penetrated deeply into the handguard shaft.

"General!"

"General!"

"General!"

The Jung Gate School and the soldiers guarding the gate shouted. When they looked closely, they saw a wolf-toothed arrow as thick as a thumb penetrated through Cao Xing's left shoulder, nailing him to the handguard shaft. Cao Xing's black eyes were cold, and half of his body was already numb, and it was difficult to move at all.

"Swish~~"

Another sound of breaking through the air, and another wolf-tooth arrow as thick as a thumb rushed to the air. This time, Cao Xing was unable to dodge anymore, and could only watch the cold light flashing in front of him, and then he felt a chill of throat. When he slowly lowered his head, a piece of wolf-tooth arrow feather was trembling slightly in the evening breeze.

Cao Xingsu came from the archery technique of absent-minded person, but he didn't expect to die under the enemy's arrow tonight!

A faint trace of self-mockery flashed through Cao Xing's eyes, and then his head tilted, and he died of anger.

"General!!!"

The Jungun School and his personal soldiers roared shrillly, looking at Cao Xing in disbelief. They couldn't believe that General Cao Xing, who was the best shooting technique in the Bingzhou army, would be shot to death by the enemy with an arrow.

"Not good, there is movement outside the camp!"

"It seems like someone is."

"Get the torch quickly, the torch!"

A soldier rushed to pull out a burning fat torch from the gate. The Jung Gate School took the torch from the soldiers and threw it forward again. When the torch rolled across the night sky, the soldiers of Bingzhou were frightened to find that countless black shadows were approaching outside the gate.

"Enemy attack, enemy~~"

The howling of Yuanmen School stopped abruptly, and a cold wolf-toothed arrow shot through his throat, making him unable to make any sound. Yuanmen School raised his hands with difficulty and clenched his throat tightly. The power in his body retreated from his body like a tide.

"Servant~"

Yuanmen Primary School fell down straight.

"So Soo Soo~~"

In the darkness, a dense rain of arrows as dense as locusts shot from outside the camp. The soldiers guarding the gate of Bingzhou were caught off guard and fell down wailingly. The next moment, countless black shadows emerged from the night outside the gate. With the burning firelight on the gate, it could be seen clearly that countless cavalry were rushing over quietly and threw bundles of black firewood outside the gate. In less than a moment, a small hill was piled up outside the gate.

"Enemy attacks, enemy attacks!"

"Archer, archer get on~~"

When the archers of the Bingzhou Army arrived quickly, the enemy cavalry had already roared away. The next moment, the flames suddenly ignited in the endless darkness ahead. In a flash, the flames had already swept into the air and piled up towards the mountains of firewood in front of the Bingzhou Camp.

"No, it's a rocket! The enemy must attack with fire!" The experienced Bingzhou veteran howled shrillly, "Water, get water quickly and prepare to put out the fire~~"

"So Soo Soo~~"

Rows of rockets were piled up all over the sky, and the firewood piled up in front of the Bingzhou camp quickly burned, and the fire spread quickly. From the initial sporadic fire, it quickly became a raging fire. When the Bingzhou soldiers took the river from the river, the fire had already lost control, and even the gates, fences, and even the antlers of the camp began to burn.

On the east bank of the river, Bingzhou Daying.

Zhang Liao rushed out of the kitchen with a spoon and shovel. Although this guy had just been hit by thirty military sticks yesterday, the young man was in good health and recovered quickly. Although he was still limping, he was able to move freely. Zhang Liao rushed out of the kitchen and saw the fires on the west bank of the Bingzhou camp on the west bank of the river soaring into the sky, shouting and screaming.

"The enemy's camp is stealing, and the camp seems to have been broken!"

"General Wei Xu has been killed. General Lu Bu, General Hou Cheng and General Cao Xing are all on the west bank of the river. Without the military orders of the three generals, what should we do?"

"What else can we do? Even if we are willing to go to rescue, we can't cross the river."

The soldiers of Bingzhou, who were frightened by the fire, gathered by the river and pointed at the west bank, and the noise was quarreled.

Zhang Liao abandoned the spoon and shovel, snatched the knife from a dazed soldier, strided heavily, rushed to the ferry guide bridge, shouting loudly, "Where is the boat? Where is the ferry?"

"The ferry is on the other side, not here."

In a panic, some soldiers responded to Zhang Liao.

"Damn it!" Zhang Liao stomped his feet angrily, and made a dull sound on the heavy wooden board. Zhang Liao suddenly looked like a move and he shouted, "You guys, and you, come here, come here, hurry up!"

A group of soldiers surrounded him inexplicably and looked at Zhang Liao blankly.

Zhang Liao waved his knife to cut off a piece of supporting wooden pillars on the edge of the ferry guide bridge and said quickly: "Drop off the bridge board of this guide bridge, support it in the river to make a raft, and then take the raft to rescue, hurry up!"
Chapter completed!