1008 Burning of Fancheng

"What kind of martial arts are you?" Cao Ren was shocked.

As Cao Ren's exclamation came out, Fan Jinqiang's iron rod had already followed the hilt of the knife and slashed towards his wrist, drawing a spark.

Cao Ren's facial muscles twitched violently, and he couldn't draw the knife, so he could only let go of the hand holding the knife, and Fan Jinqiang immediately swept the iron rod and swung the big knife out.

Immediately afterwards, the golden hoop rod swept in with the sound of whirring wind. However, Cao Ren, who lost his weapon, did not retreat immediately, but suddenly pounced forward, and his skills were extremely amazing, and he actually grabbed Fan Jinqiang's iron rod and began to snatch it with all his might.

"Give it to me!"

Fan Jinqiang roared violently in his mouth, his arms were forced, and he actually picked Cao Ren up with an iron rod, and then there was a fierce wheel, and Cao Ren was like a kite with a broken string, swinging around Fan Jinqiang.

Cao Ren's face was distorted by the wind, and a few strands of gray hair flew wildly, and he couldn't bear to look at it directly. Despite this, Cao Ren was still engrossed in staring at the iron rod, using all his strength, and his hands struggled to move forward, trying to get close to Fan Jinqiang.

Hmph, wishful thinking!

Fan Jinqiang let out a cold snort, at this moment he had completely occupied the initiative in the battle, and his arms exerted force again, almost smashing the golden hoop rod into an iron plate.

The hearts of the soldiers of the Cao army were all raised to their throats, and they vaguely discerned the approximate location of the main general Cao Ren, and kept changing directions with the rotation of the iron plate, fantasizing that they could catch Cao Ren.

Fan Jinqiang was in the limelight, and just when everyone thought that he would definitely win, Cao Ren suddenly let go of his hand in the air, took a few steps in the air with both feet, stepped on the huge iron plate, and kicked Fan Jinqiang's wrist violently, the speed was so fast that it was impossible to see.

Fan Jinqiang was not on guard, one wrist was kicked, the stinging pain came, and he immediately let go of his hand, and the iron rod fell to the ground. Cao Ren's offensive continued unabated, and his feet continued to kick towards Fan Jinqiang's chest.

The two people who had lost their weapons fought with their hand-to-hand, but the situation was reversed, and it seemed that Xiahoudun was stronger, because Fan Jinqiang's injured wrist could not use his strength.

"Cao Ren really deserves to be a fierce general in the world, and he has the courage of flesh and blood!" Mo Qianxun couldn't help but praise.

"If such a stalemate continues, Brother Fan may not be able to take advantage." Wang Baoyu was worried.

"Hmph, the trapped beast is still fighting!" Ma Yunlu snorted coldly, took a bow and shot an arrow, only to hear a whoosh, and an arrow feather shot straight towards Cao Ren's shoulder.

Cao Ren was fighting with Fan Jinqiang's hands with both feet, when he suddenly heard the sound of the wind in his ears, and he hurriedly fell down, dodging Ma Yunlu's arrow.

But in the process of Cao Ren's fall, Fan Jinqiang's iron fist slammed out, Cao Ren was caught off guard, and was hit in the chest, and the armor immediately collapsed, and a deep pit appeared.

With a mouthful of blood arrows spurting out, Cao Ren was hit by this blow, and he was hit out for more than ten meters, and the wolf rolled on the ground several times before he could barely stand firm, his face was bruised, and he obviously suffered a lot of internal injuries.

"Shoot an arrow in the back, a villain's move!" Cao Ren scolded and had to bow down because of the severe pain.

"Hmph, I'm not a gentleman!" Ma Yunlu rolled his eyes disappreciatively.

Fan Jinqiang pulled the reins, and the chasing horse circled in place, and in the process, his body leaned down and grabbed the iron rod on the ground in his hand, wanting to capture Cao Ren alive.

And Cao Ren's war horse is very humane, seeing that the master was injured and fell, he immediately threw his hooves and ran over, Cao Ren covered his chest and jumped into the air, got on the horse again, didn't care about picking up the big knife on the ground, and turned around on the horse's back and lost the battle.

Cao Ren, who was injured in the battle, immediately beckoned his soldiers and horses to retreat into Fancheng, and at the moment when the city gate was closed, many people saw that Cao Ren had turned over and fallen off his horse.

"Siege!"

Wang Baoyu waved his hand and decisively issued a general attack order.

The fire bead car was immediately pushed out, aiming at the city gate, and with a few loud bangs, the city gate of Fancheng, which was burning with raging fire, collapsed!

At the same time, Cao Bing on the city wall began to release arrows, and quickly piled up boulders above the wall gate, needless to say, he wanted to repeat his old trick and use the boulder to smash the unicorn beast.

The walls of Fancheng were relatively low, and Wang Baoyu had already taken precautions against this, and immediately sent crossbowmen, holding the shell shields he had snatched from Xiahoudun, and rushed forward.

Now there is a big hole in the shell shield, and the crossbowmen put their crossbows on the holes and shoot arrows at the Cao soldiers above the city gate.

The screams sounded, and the arrows of Cao Bing above the city gate fell, like a strong wind blowing through the woods in late autumn, and the leaves were falling one after another, but there was no flowing water to entrust.

Cao Bing was more tenacious than expected, a group of dead and wounded, and another group quickly replenished, stubbornly releasing arrows downward, and for a while, Wang Baoyu's army advanced very slowly.

After about two hours, the army finally advanced to a distance of less than three hundred meters from the city gates. There were fewer and fewer recalcitrant Cao soldiers on the city wall, and the corpses at the city gate were piled up into a hill. Maybe you don't need to build any ladders, you can step on these flesh and blood to cross the city wall, and the succession or failure is so cruel.

Wang Baoyu's army was high-spirited, and just when he wanted to order the army to rush into the city gate and completely take Fancheng, a group of people rushed out of the city gate where the fire had just been extinguished, with ragged clothes and panicked faces, crying and shouting, and they were the people of Fancheng at a glance.

"I didn't expect Cao Ren to be so unauthentic, and he actually sent people to block the army." Wang Baoyu was angry, but he still ordered the army to stop and not to harm innocent people.

"It seems that the people are only fleeing for their lives, not to stop our army, there must be another reason." Mo Qianxun frowned.

Wang Baoyu found that the people were out of order, most of them only held a small package, and they fled in all directions as soon as they left the city, more like they fled in a hurry in danger. But even so, the army could not advance into Fancheng at all.

The people at the city gate came out in an endless stream, and Wang Baoyu's army could only stand by on the spot, but fortunately, Fancheng was not big, and there were not many people.

After another full hour, the people at the gate of the city gradually became scarce, and Wang Baoyu's big hand was raised again, ready to give the order to attack Fancheng.

But at this moment, the city suddenly burst into flames, thick smoke billowed out, and just when everyone was puzzled, Mo Qianxun slapped his thigh regretfully and exclaimed: "Oh, Cao Ren actually burned Fancheng!" ”

Wang Baoyu's face turned pale, "Forget it, fortunately, he sent all the people out, and he is benevolent enough to do things." ”

As night fell, the fire in Fancheng gradually stopped, Wang Baoyu rode into the city, and the Cao soldiers inside had already withdrawn, and the wells were ruined and devastated.

The Fancheng that Liu Bei spent his efforts to build was almost completely wiped out in this fire, and the ruined city had no strategic value.