"Okay, big brother, you'll be optimistic." The monkey took two arrow feathers from the quiver in a daze, these arrow feathers were still captured from the quiver of the corpse of the archers of the Zhao army, and there were quite a few of them, if it weren't for the enough of those Zhao archers, I am afraid that their battalion could only use sharpened bamboo as arrows.

The monkey tore off another hair and put it in front of his eyes to carefully observe the wind speed, and then put the two arrow feathers on the bowstring, and then pulled the strong bow to aim at the two Zhao soldiers on the lookout, but he did not shoot the arrow feathers out at the first time, because now the two Zhao soldiers are looking at the barracks with their backs, and their bodies are also close to the edge, if he shoots these two arrows, of course, he can shoot these two Zhao soldiers, but the Zhao soldiers will also fly out of the lookout because of the impact of the arrow feathers, if the Zhao soldiers fall from the lookout, Even if you die, you will fail the mission.

The monkey was waiting for an opportunity, a chance that a soldier of the Zhao army would not fall down from the lookout because of an arrow feather.

After waiting for about half a minute, one of the Zhao soldiers on the lookout seemed to be bored, so he turned around and walked two steps towards Mo Chen, while the other Zhao soldier was still leaning on a wooden stake and watching his companions in the camp busy with interest.

A cold gleam flashed in the monkey's half-squinted eyes, and at the same time, the hand holding the bowstring was released, and the two arrow feathers disappeared into the night like a ghost seeking his life.

The two Zhao soldiers at the lookout were pierced through the neck by the arrow feather almost at the same time, and the Zhao soldier who was the first to move was shot into the throat from the front by the arrow feather, directly penetrating the throat.

The soldier of the Zhao army didn't understand what was happening, and the only action before he died was to reach out and pull out the arrow feather inserted in his neck, but his hand had not touched the arrow feather, but he didn't come up in one breath, and slowly collapsed on the ground.

Another Zhao soldier was still leaning on a wooden stake, looking at the busy figure below, as if he was still watching the excitement, but from the direction where Mo Chen was located, it could be seen which Zhao soldier had an arrow feather inserted on the side of his neck at this time, and directly fixed the Zhao soldier on the stake.

Seeing that Zhao Jun, the watchtower where he was most likely to find himself and others, was shot, Mo Chen waved his hand and ordered the soldiers to continue to sneak.

Along the way, Mo Chen and the others killed a total of ten Zhao troops with a team of five people, and finally opened a small opening, and more than 2,000 horses and horses smoothly left the encirclement of the Zhao army along the slope of the river.

Under Wang Youcai's order, Zhao Jun began to be busy, bundles of firewood were piled up in the jungle barren grass in those places that are not easy to burn, under Wang Youcai's order, the soldiers lit these dry firewood, and the jungle periphery instantly ignited a raging fire, and soon extended to the depths of the jungle.

In order to prevent the rebels from seeing the fire and breaking through, Wang Youcai set fire in all directions this time, that is, around the jungle, in the river, and the rest of the land directions were set on fire at the same time.

Seeing the raging fire, Wang Youcai finally showed a cruel smile, because from beginning to end, he didn't find the rebels fleeing, and this fire went down, in his opinion, the rebels were dead.

Even if the rebels see the opportunity to run to the mountains where there are no woods, but no woods does not mean that there is no grass! Although there is some snow, the snow here is not as big as that of the capital, and when the fire goes down, the snow is still burned.

However, whether it can burn the rebels in one fire, Wang Youcai doesn't care, and if he takes another 10,000 steps back, even if the fire can't burn the mountain and can't destroy the rebels, then he can also burn the traps laid by the rebels in the jungle, and when the tens of thousands of troops are surrounded by tens of thousands of troops, there are no traps, no boulders, and no supplies for the rebels, he is confident that he can take it in one fell swoop.

The fire soon spread to a range of hundreds of meters on the outskirts of the jungle, and the wounded soldiers of the Zhao army, who were wounded and slow-moving, were about to escape from the jungle, and their own army was not far away, but they didn't have time to express the joy of escaping before they found themselves in front of them.

One by one, the wounded soldiers of the Zhao army were not lightly frightened by the sudden fire, and they did not dare to run forward, but ran out into the depths of the jungle one after another, and the speed was a few points faster than when they were not injured.

But many of these Zhao soldiers were injured, even if they were not injured, even if they were faster than usual, but how fast they could run in the bushes and jungles, countless obstacles hindered their running, and even some Zhao soldiers panicked and rushed to the direction of the fire, when they came back to their senses, looking at the fire that was a few meters away, they just wanted to turn around and run away, but they were engulfed in the fire in an instant, and the fire instantly ignited their bodies.

And those Zhao soldiers who ran the right way were also caught up by the fire, turning into a struggling fire man, and one by one Zhao Jun was burned by the fire and let out a scream similar to a beast's roar, so that the Zhao soldiers who were hundreds of meters away could hear it clearly.

The howl of misery and pain shuddered even for these soldiers who were accustomed to life and death, and the sound was like the howl of an unjust soul.

Wang Youcai listened to the screams that kept coming out, and finally showed a vicious smile and laughed: "Haha, the damn rebels know how powerful the general is!" Don't think that Ben Jiang can't do anything about you, if he didn't want to arrest you and go back to vent his anger to Lord Guo at the beginning, Ben Jiang could have burned you with a fire, now enjoy this wonderful barbecue feast! ”

On a small hillside thousands of kilometers away, Mo Chen and the others stood on the hillside, looking at the mountain in the distance, which looked like a huge torch, and the fire was burning at this time.

Mo Chen secretly shouted that it was dangerous, if he took a step slower, he was afraid that he and the others would be trapped in the sea of fire, and at that time he could only use bamboo pipes to dive out of the encirclement of the Zhao army, but many soldiers were injured, soaked in water, or ice water, I was afraid that there would be many soldiers on his side who were infected and died, that was definitely not what he wanted to see.

Not to mention the other soldiers, even Fat Tiger and the others had a scared but happy expression, they didn't know that Mo Chen had prepared a back hand at the beginning, even if he was really trapped by the fire on the way out of the mountain, he still had a way to go by water.

The fat tiger patted the woman's chest that was enough to be ashamed of, and said with a happy face: "It's so dangerous, it's so dangerous, it's better for the general to have the foresight to take us out of there first, otherwise we will definitely be roasted into suckling pigs." ”

Erniu glanced at the fat tiger and said casually: "Return the suckling pig, with your figure, the five-flowered pig is almost the same." ”

Fat Tiger was immediately upset by Erniu's painless sarcasm, and retorted: "What's wrong, what do you stupid cow know, in our hometown, I call it blessed, don't think that your meat is a little hard and it's amazing, tell you, how can I you with my pork belly, believe it or not." ”