The last rays of the setting sun fell in the distant sky, and the orange-red light was dim and dim, becoming a ray of light in the black sky. The sky slowly darkened, and after a few moments, even the light completely faded into the night.

The autumn wind swept and blew the flags in the Yellow Turban Camp. Bonfires and torches have been lit in the open space in the camp, illuminating the entire camp. It's just that even so, there are still many dark corners, not to mention the battlefields outside the camp. The battlefield in the middle of the distance from Beihai City was pitch black, and at a glance, you could only see the vague walls of Beihai City through the darkness.

Everywhere on the battlefield, there were Yellow Turban soldiers patrolling with torches, and one by one, the flames jumping in the darkness were proof of their existence. This is what Guan Hai did when Yunting raised questions, sending a large number of soldiers to patrol everywhere, and quickly warning when someone in Beihai went out to ask for help, and then the battalion sent troops to quickly loot and kill.

Of course, in addition to the garrison in the large battalion, Guan Hai also divided eight cavalry squads of 200 people to roam around the battlefield at different times, so that there was no need to worry that the large battalion would not intercept it in time.

But all this, in Yun Ting's eyes, still looks extremely ridiculous. At night, even if all the Yellow Turban Army in the camp came out together, they would not be able to cover everything, not to mention, the military general who broke into Beihai City was too Shi Ci! He is a fierce general who can't even be taken by him, and relying on a few hundred meters of cavalry alone has no effect on him at all! Not only can you not kill, but even blocking is likely to be a problem.

At night, it's still a paradise for fierce generals. It was at night that Zhang Liao broke Sun Quan and Gan Ning rode into the camp, all of which happened at night. A lot happens at night, especially on the battlefield, and a lot of reversals happen at night.

"Ziyi take care all the way!" In Beihai City, at the city gate, Kong Rong said solemnly.

"Kong Taishou rest assured, Taishi Ziyi will live up to the trust." Tai Shi Ci hugged his fists on the horse. Then he turned the horse's head, and the city gate slowly opened in front of him, and he urged the war horse to rush out of it.

"Huh?" In the handsome tent in the Yellow Turban Army camp, Guan Hai, who was sitting on the couch, slowly opened his eyes, and a fine light flashed from them.

He stood up, and the armor blades of the armor he was wearing collided with a crisp sound. The night does not fade the armor, what he is waiting for is this moment, Guan Hai will never forget the previous arrow shot, and the hint of banter in the eyes of the other party looking back when he was caught by the general.

Grabbing the spear, Guan Hai strode out of the tent.

"Come with me!" With a soft drink, the entire silent camp suddenly came to life, and the sound of horses and neighing appeared one after another.

"Here we are." Yun Ting lifted a corner of the tent and stepped out of the tent.

"Whew." Tai Shi Ci exhaled a turbid breath, and he could feel the warm breath coming out of his mouth being swept across his face by the oncoming wind.

This kind of coldness made his body can't help but feel excited, and the excitement will not be extinguished by this cold wind. Tai Shi Ci's eyes looked through the darkness to the places where the flames were burning, and each bit of fire flickered, becoming a clear spot in the darkness.

"Wait for me?" Tai Shi Ci smiled, pinned the spear behind him, picked up the bow at his waist, and drew a feather arrow from the quiver behind his back.

The war horse galloped forward, jolting up and down, but Tai Shici did not move on the horse. His arms were straight and motionless, and his eyes had a strange light, and through the darkness, he saw his prey!

"Huh." As soon as the finger that grasped the arrow loosened, the feather arrow dived into the darkness.

The light of the fire flickered suddenly, and finally suddenly extinguished, and the thudging sound from the heavy object falling to the ground was hidden under the night. The Yellow Turban soldiers in that place looked at each other, their whole faces turned into vegetables, and in front of them, a corpse with a feather arrow stuck in its throat appeared, but what scared them was that this arrow did not know where it came from!

In such darkness, what kind of archery is it that can accurately kill with one arrow? These Yellow Turban soldiers didn't dare to think or think about it, even if the torches were so clear in the dark, but from a distance, they could only see the firelight!

Tai Shi Ci continued to take the arrow, the movement of his fingers was fast, the war horse was flying forward, and every moment the wind swept over Tai Shi Ci's face was accompanied by the sound of a feather arrow whistling out. Everywhere, the firelight suddenly extinguished, and the blood light that bloomed in the night was invisible and silent.

After almost every arrow he fired, in the next moment, he mounted a new feathered arrow, and his eyes had already locked on to the next target? Even on horseback, it was as if he was shooting a target on flat ground, and it had no effect on him, and the longbow in his hand did not deviate in the slightest.

The eyes move with their hearts, and the place where Tai Shici's eyes fall is where the feather arrow will go. No matter how tall or short, fat or thin, he could always find the place where the throat was, and the fire flickered, but it could not stop the arrival of the feathered arrows.

"Got you!" Tai Shi Ci suddenly opened his eyes and looked at a fire dragon that appeared from the Yellow Turban Army camp.

If he didn't guess wrong, it should be the main cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army, and only in this case would there be so many torches connected to each other, and quickly moving forward, looking like a long dragon of flames winding forward.

Every moment, Tai Shi Ci was moving forward quickly, and the speed of the war horse, coupled with the cover of the night, made him feel like he was in a no-man's land. Every flickering firelight could only illuminate the place around the torch, how could it catch Tai Shici?

He was just a shadow, sneaking under the night, even if there were Yellow Turban soldiers on the route, he only saw the black shadow flashing in front of him, and when he was about to reach out and grab it, his eyes had already lost his trace.

Closer, closer.

Tai Shi Ci narrowed his eyes, and before he could do it, he saw the Yellow Turban General who had shot a cold arrow behind him the day before. Tai Shi Ci didn't know who he was, but it was enough to make Tai Shi Ci remember, because he had to repay his debts.

Give it back with your life.

Tai Shi Ci pulled out the arrow pinned to his waist, it was the same feather arrow that made the skin in his throat feel cold and cold the day before yesterday. The tip of the arrow was cold, and under the faint moonlight, a cold light was reflected.

"The real cold arrow is not just in the back to be called a cold arrow. In the middle of the night, it is colder. Tai Shi Ci smiled, the feather arrow was on the bowstring, and the two fingers were gently pulled back, and the bowstring was facing backwards, pulling out the arc of a full moon, and then loosening.

The bowstring made a soft snapping sound, and the cold arrow pierced through the air.

(End of chapter)