The Cao soldiers had a lot of arrows, and the arrows they shot flew like endless rain towards the Yellow Turban soldiers who came to attack. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Each impact can stir up a mist of blood and take away the lives of a large number of Yellow Turban soldiers.

"You're so daring, follow me!"

Kong Lin looked at the shrunken Yellow Turban Army soldiers with some annoyance, glanced at Dian Wei with provocative eyes, and by the way, he made a head cutting action, grabbed two corpses and blocked them, and rushed to the camp gate like a gust of wind.

"Kill him!"

When the soldiers of the Cao Army saw Kong Lin coming up, they all shot arrows at him, so that the pressure on the Yellow Turban soldiers behind them was greatly reduced, and they also stared at the corpses of their companions and rushed over.

Once they get close, the entire camp gate is in danger of missing!

Kong Lin was very fast, and the two corpses in front of him blocked the arrow attack for him, allowing him to reach the front of the camp gate without danger.

Victory is just around the corner, just a door away.

A smile appeared on Kong Lin's face, and then he threw away the corpse in his hand, pulled out his waist knife, and prepared to break in.

The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army in the back also took advantage of this opportunity and rushed to the front of the camp gate.

"You stay here, I'll kill this guy!"

Dian Wei put down his crossbow, took out two iron halberds from behind him, and flew down from the one-zhang high camp gate, and the place where he fell was directly above Kong Lin.

A murderous aura descended from the sky, which was the strong fighting intent that Dian Wei deliberately leaked.

Kong Lin's originally happy face stiffened, and he couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly withdrew his waist knife, and when he looked up, Dian Wei's strong body was in front of him.

"Click!"

Under the pressure of Dian Wei, Kong Lin had no time to resist, and he couldn't resist at all, so he was directly beheaded by Dian Wei's halberd.

"The thief is dead!" Dian Wei brandished his bloody iron halberd and roared.

All the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army were shocked, they didn't expect Dian Wei to be so powerful, Kong Lin was so powerful, they couldn't even catch one of his rounds.

The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army hesitated like this, and dozens of heads were harvested by the soldiers of the Cao Army who did not hesitate at all.

"Who else dares to die!"

Dian Wei said coldly, and glanced around with sharp eyes, and there was a situation where a husband was in a hurry.

"Adults are dead! Run! The enemy is too powerful! ”

"The enemy general is so good, let's go quickly."

The Yellow Turban soldiers turned their heads and began to flee in a crowd.

There were still a few unlucky Yellow Turban soldiers who did not go, not because they did not want to go, but because they could not walk, their legs were weakened by fright, and their whole body was paralyzed there.

Dian Wei strode over, halberd by halberd, and chopped off all their great heads, splashing blood on the ground.

"General Dian Wei!"

"General Dian Wei!"

The soldiers of the Cao army above the camp gate began to cheer, cheering for Dian Wei's bravery and cheering for their victory.

"Lord, will there be anything wrong with our camp?"

Cao Chun frowned, and suddenly thought of the emptiness of the rear troops, in case Bu had taken the opportunity to sneak attack the camp, the grain and grass would be destroyed.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine!"

Cao Ang said calmly, in fact, he didn't know the bottom in his heart, arranging Dian Wei there was just an unintentional move, I hope everything goes well.

I'm a little impulsive this time, so I'll have to pay attention to it in the future. Thinking about the battle of Guandu, Yuan Shao was defeated and died of hatred because the grain and grass of Wuchao were destroyed.

What he didn't know was that the death squad sent by Bu quickly disappeared into the sea of people and became a short-lived wave.

Bu was already sitting on his horse, surrounded by dozens of pro-soldiers, anxiously waiting for news from afar, but unfortunately, Kong Lin had not heard back.

Liao Hua's two knives slashed out at the same time, and he personally cut down the last Yellow Turban Army death squad in the middle of the road to the ground, so far, he has hundreds of more lives on his hands, covered in blood, and looks like a demon god who came out of hell.

When the ordinary soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army saw Liao Hua, who was like a demon god, they were so frightened that their legs became weak, and they began to run away one after another, for fear that they would be killed if they walked slowly.

The 1,000 first-born dead soldiers experienced tragic battles, especially when they encountered the Yellow Turban Army death squad who were not afraid of death, they were all injured more than half, and everyone was wounded, but the fighting spirit on their bodies was still the same, and they all chased and killed desperately.

Zhao Yun and his right-wing army killed the Yellow Turban Army death squad for the second time, and the biggest hero was none other than Zhao Yun, because of his superb marksmanship.

He shot as fast as lightning, and harvested his enemies as fast as he could, and wherever he and his white horse went, the corpses of their enemies fell to the ground like wheat.

The soldiers of the Cao Army behind him carried the prestige of the main general, and they were even more happy to kill, although the death squad of the Yellow Turban Army was very fierce, but they still fell one by one.

Cao Ren controlled the army on the left flank, although the killing speed could not catch up with Zhao Yun, but the efficiency was still okay, and he led the people on the left flank to eliminate the Yellow Turban Army death squad at a very fast speed.

As soon as the Yellow Turban Army death squad died, the rest were ordinary Yellow Turban Army, they were killed and cried for their fathers and mothers, and fled in the wilderness!

"Run! They are the devil! ”

"Run for your life! Get out of my way! ”

Seeing the three-way army rout at the same time, he knew that it would be too late if he didn't leave.

"Let's go, go back to the camp." Bu Ji's face changed slightly, and after speaking, he began to retreat under the escort of all the relatives.

There are still 100,000 old, weak, sick and disabled people in the camp, and it is estimated that there will be more luck and less luck if they go, to see if they can be dragged down.

"Uncle Zihe, do you see those people?" Cao Ang pointed in the air and said in a cold voice.

"See!" Cao Chun had already noticed Bu Ji's movements, and his eyes were full of murder.

"Then kill him! Avenge my father and uncle. Cao Ang gave the order.

The revenge of killing the father is not the same as wearing the sky!

He sometimes wonders, Cao Cao is a combination of a capable minister and a hero, how could he die at the hands of a chaotic minister and thief?

How can a little yellow turban thief know so much? There must be someone in the middle of the wind and making waves!

Thinking of this, Cao Ang added: "Uncle Zihe, you have to live!" ”

"Okay, make sure to give him a breath!" Cao Chun also held back his anger, he listened to Cao Ren's persuasion, regardless of the huge family property, just to defect to his eldest brother Cao Cao.

Who knew that not long after he came, Cao Cao actually died in the hands of a nobody, and he was connected by blood, and he didn't start to make contributions himself, how could he not be angry!

"The Flying Tigers are chasing after me! One doesn't stay, no, the one who leads! Cao Chun shouted, pointed his spear at the fleeing Bu Ji and said.

"Kill!"

As the first army founded by Cao Ang, the Flying Tiger Army had already felt Cao Ang's strong hatred, and they all shouted in unison, and the momentum was terrifying.