"The tenth wave of arrows has rained down."

Xu Shu in the camp and Cao Cao next to the royal car are counting in their hearts.

Cao Cao's face was not very good-looking, but it was not because of the dense rain of arrows.

It's the tenth wave, although Zhao Jun's arrow rain is no longer as dense as before, but it has never stopped.

Cao Cao was very familiar with the army, and he was also very familiar with bows and arrows.

The non-commissioned officers in his army, even the strongest arm, drew the bow ten times at most.

And after six times, it can only be barely pulled away, and the power of the arrows shot is far less than the previous five arrows.

And Zhao Jun's arrows now, although they are not as dense as before, the power of a single arrow has not decreased much.

There were a few arrows before, which could be shot eight hundred steps away and shot to Cao Cao's side.

Now in every wave of arrow rain, there are still some arrows shooting at Cao Cao's side.

Nothing has changed from before.

"The density of the arrow rain is only half of the front. How long can the remaining archers last? Cao Cao's attention was always in the air.

He didn't pay attention to the frontline, Xu Chu Guan Yu and their battle.

They are all invincible generals, Dian Wei and Zhao Hui are not there, and no one is Xu Chu Guan Yu and their opponents.

As long as the order is given to them, there is really no need for Cao Cao to care more.

The tenth wave of arrow rain fell, and Cao Cao, who was raising his head, saw another wave of arrow rain appear in the air.

Wave Eleven!

How many archers did the Zhao army have, and how many arrows did they prepare.

From yesterday to now, the number of arrows shot by Zhao Jun has exceeded 100,000.

This number of arrows is enough for a decisive battle.

And now, the arrows in Zhao Jun's hands have not yet been insufficient.

The archers on Cao Cao's side have long since been replaced with spears and spears.

They don't know where to throw their quivers.

50,000 arrows have been exhausted.

There were also several teams of archers, picking up arrows shot by Zhao Jun on the battlefield, and then firing back.

It was so dripping that it couldn't threaten Zhao Jun at all.

On the contrary, they themselves were killed by the rain of arrows that fell again while they were picking up arrows.

Twelfth wave.

Cao Cao felt very bad in his heart, as if Zhao Jun's arrow rain could come in waves and never disappear.

Even if the arrow rain is not as dense as before, there are still casualties among Cao's army in every wave of arrow rain.

If this rain of arrows can't be stopped and keeps falling, the 70,000 Cao army will not be enough to kill.

How many arrows are there?

How many archers are there?

"How many more waves will it go on?" Cao Cao thought to himself.

If the fifteenth wave does not stop, then withdraw the troops.

Although a wave of arrow rain can only shoot hundreds of Cao troops now, but wave after wave of arrow rain, Cao Cao really can't bear it.

And because the rain of arrows continued, Xu Chu Guan Yu still had to face crossbow arrows in front.

Soldiers can barely hide behind their shields, and even though they are numerous, their attack power is now insufficient.

It's too hard.

This was the most powerless of the countless battles Cao Cao had fought.

Whether it was facing Dong Zhuo before, or Lu Bu, Liu Bei, and Tao Qian, Cao Cao didn't feel this way.

When facing Dong Zhuo Lu Bu, it was very difficult because he was at a disadvantage.

But if Cao Cao confronts Lu Bu again now, Cao Cao is confident that he can defeat Lu Bu within a month.

But now, in the face of Zhao Jun, it is still Zhao Jun who is not in Zhao Hui's absence, but Xu Shu and Xun Chen are in command, and not even a general is against Zhao Jun.

Obviously, Cao's army had the advantage, but it couldn't be defeated.

The clenched fist felt that he couldn't hit it all the time, which made Cao Cao very aggrieved.

He never thought that one day he would be stopped by a rain of arrows.

In the camp, Xu Shu had already handed over the crossbow team to Guan Hai, and he had already gone to the back to command the archers.

Ten thousand archers, already divided into two groups, took turns bending their bows and shooting arrows.

One by one, the archers drew arrows from the quiver, put them on the bows, pulled the bowstrings, and then released them, almost two breaths.

The archers were divided into two groups, and although the density of the arrows was smaller, they could also take a break between shots.

You can get them to pull the bowstring more times.

Because the bow tires are mounted with pulleys, these archers are also highly trained.

With a normal hard bow, they can pull it five times, but with a pulley, they will save half the effort each time they pull the bow.

Basically, everyone can pull the bow ten times.

A person with good quality and strong arm strength can even open the bow fifteen times in a row.

And now Xu Shu asked them to shoot in batches, and each of them could draw their bows at least twenty times or more.

It's about forty waves of arrows. If this number is now known to Cao Cao, Cao Cao will immediately order the withdrawal of the army.

Rain of arrows is already in its fifteenth wave.

"Probably gone, right?"

It's just that Cao Cao's thoughts haven't been put down yet, and he sees countless arrows falling towards the army.

If Cao Jun didn't have a shield, Cao Cao would be desperate now.

Before rushing into the Zhao army camp, the 70,000 Cao army has now suffered seven or eight thousand dead and wounded.

Although most of them were wounded, they could only retreat from the battlefield.

Cao Cao jumped off the Shadow, he came to the war drums, took off his robes, and began to cheer for the drums himself.

Drums are beating! Boom! Boom......

Not very fast, but very powerful, like a blow on the heart.

Every blow, every sound of the war drum, it seems that it can be condensed into a force and enter the body of Sergeant Cao.

Burning their blood, making them boil.

"Kill!"

At the front, Xu Chu broke out.

This was the first big battle after he followed Cao Cao, and he wanted to be the first to rush into the camp of the Zhao army.

Xu Chu didn't care about life and death, his helmet fell off and his hair was scattered, but the Mingyue Knife in his hand did not stop.

Even if countless crossbow arrows were fired, Xu Chu never took a step back.

"All follow me." He shouted.

The Son of Heaven watched the battle, the prime minister beat the drum, and as a general, he should have fought hard and moved forward bravely, cutting all the enemies under the horse.

Cao Jun, who was following Xu Chu, was all infected.

"Kill!"

They cried loudly, their faces flushed.

Some of the favorites directly threw away their heavy shields, and they took steps to follow behind Xu Chu.

Although Xu Chu did not follow Cao Cao for a long time, he was strong and already had his own prestige in the army.

"Shoot."

The order flag in Xun Chen's hand pointed in the direction where Xu Chu was.

Dozens of crossbow arrows shot out, and those Cao Jun, who had just lost their shields, were shot by the crossbow arrows, let out a scream, and fell.

There were also a few crossbow arrows, which were shot at Xu Chu, but they were all shot down by Xu Chu.

Xu Chu's footsteps did not stop, and dozens of Cao Jun behind him fell, but someone immediately filled the vacancy and continued to follow Xu Chu.

Knock knock!

Cao Cao's hands alternated, the speed increased, and the sound of war drums became rapid.

Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Yu Ban and other generals all launched a charge.

"Kill!"

The drums of war became rapid.