Three Kingdoms: Wolong's brother-in-law, tricking Liu Bei into seizing Jingzhou

Cao Xiu finally stopped holding on.

The Qin army was instantly energized as if they had been pardoned.

"kill--"

"kill--"

Accompanied by the deafening cry of killing, the five thousand weak and thirsty Qin soldiers rushed out of the camp wall and rushed down the mountain.

It's all over the mountains and the noise is huge.

down the hillside.

Twenty thousand Han troops were ready for battle.

Ten thousand spearmen and shieldmen lined up at the bottom of the slope, forming an iron wall.

A thousand crossbowmen had already held their crossbows and aimed at the Qin soldiers rushing down the mountain.

Ma Su immediately held his sword and watched the Qin army approaching.

"Three days without water, three days of smoke, Cao Xiu, you really can't hold on any longer..."

Ma Su smiled coldly and raised the whip in his hand high.

One hundred steps, seventy steps, fifty steps, forty steps...

The Qin army has entered the maximum killing range of the crossbow.

Ma Su swung the whip fiercely and shouted:
"Crossbow Battalion, shoot the bandits!"

The command flags were waving and the war drums were beating.

A thousand crossbowmen immediately pulled the trigger of their crossbows.

"Buzz!"

The sound of thousands of flapping wings suddenly rang out, making everyone's scalp tingle.

Ten arrows were fired at the same time, and in an instant, ten thousand sharp arrows swept towards the Qin army like a dragnet.

In half a breath, a rain of arrows arrived.

People and horses were thrown to the ground, ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, blood was flowing like pillars...

Countless Qin soldiers were pinned to the ground and fell on their way to the charge. The 5,000 Qin soldiers suffered countless casualties and were in great chaos.

Cao Xiu was in despair.

He brandished his silver spear, deflecting all the incoming arrows and saving his own life.

The soldiers on his left and right were cut down to the ground in large groups like wheat stalks.

When they rushed to the front of the Han army, more than half of the 5,000 Qin soldiers had been killed or wounded.

With only these two thousand defeated soldiers left, how could they break through the iron wall of 20,000 Han troops?

Cao Xiu smelled the breath of death, and a feeling of sadness enveloped his whole body.

"Soldiers, the time has come to serve the country and be loyal to the emperor!"

"Don't be afraid, don't stop, follow me and keep going—"

Fueled by desperation, Cao Xiu roared like a trapped beast and urged his mount to speed up and charge forward.

The remaining Qin soldiers had no choice but to continue charging forward in the belief of survival.

"The Qin Army is indeed an elite force!"

Ma Su showed a flash of respect on his face, and then he whipped his horse whip again:
"The Crossbow Battalion retreats, and the Spear and Shield Soldiers advance to repel the enemy!"

The command flag was waved again and the war drums sounded.

A thousand crossbowmen retreated immediately, and the spearmen and shieldmen charged forward, with the dense forest of spears aimed at the oncoming Qin soldiers.

A moment later, the Qin army arrived.

"Puff puff!"

"Kakaka!"

The sound of flesh being pierced, weapons colliding, and soldiers screaming suddenly rang out again at the foot of the mountain, interweaving into a sad song.

How can chicken blood make up for the gap in military strength?
Countless Qin soldiers were killed or wounded, but no one could break through the Han army's spear and shield formation, and their momentum was thus stopped.

"Spear and shield soldiers retreat, sword and shield soldiers clean up the battlefield!"

Ma Su pointed his sword and gave another order.

The spear and shield formation was opened, and the ten thousand sword and shield soldiers in the back row who had been accumulating strength for a long time bared their ferocious fangs and rushed forward like a tide.

The massacre begins.

The Qin soldiers, exhausted, spiritless and demoralized, were chopped to the ground by the Han army like lambs to be slaughtered.

One after another, one after another...

In less than a quarter of an hour, five thousand Qin soldiers were killed and the entire army was almost wiped out.

Only one person is still fighting to the death.

Cao Xiu was now covered in blood, and his spear was wielding in all directions like a madman. He was slashed with countless wounds in front and behind him, and blood was gushing out like a fountain.

"Crack!"

Another knife hit him in the back.

Cao Xiu let out a miserable howl, unable to hold on any longer, and fell headfirst off his horse.

The Han troops rushed forward from all directions.

Cao Xiu landed, drew his sword, and swept wildly in all directions.

The Han army soldiers were frightened by his madness and surrounded him on all sides. For a while, no one dared to step forward.

at last.

There was too much blood and Cao Xiu was too seriously injured. He could no longer continue his madness and fell to his knees with a thump.

He couldn't hold the blood sword in his hand anymore and it fell out of his hand.

Cao Xiu was kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath, his head lowered lower, his life and death passing by quickly.

The Han army advanced like waves.

Ma Su rode his horse and held his sword, passed through the army, and slowly stopped in front of Cao Xiu.

"Cao Xiu, you are defeated."

"Jieting has been owned by the Han Dynasty."

Ma Su's voice was as cold as ice, and his tone was filled with confidence.

Cao Xiu raised his head tremblingly, and when he saw a young face, a hint of confusion flashed in his bloodshot and painful eyes.

Shouldn't the Han general commanding the army be Zhang He?
Who is this person?
"General Zhang is in Lueyang blocking Cao's reinforcements. I am Ma Su."

Guessing the confusion in Cao Xiu's eyes, Ma Su gave his name.

"Ma Su?"

"You...you are the top scholar of the pseudo-Han Dynasty, and you are Liu Bei's strategist?"

Cao Xiu seemed to have a last burst of energy and suddenly straightened his neck.

Obviously, he never expected that the person who destroyed his 5,000-strong army and forced him into a desperate situation was Ma Su.

After all, Zhang He was one of the Four Pillars of Hebei, so it was not unfair that we lost to him.

What does it matter if I die at the hands of a young boy or a young strategist?
Shame...

"Impossible, how could I, Cao Xiu, be defeated by a counselor like you?"

"You are not worthy to kill me, you are not worthy—"

Cao Xiu was so shocked that he didn't know where he got the strength from. He screamed and struggled to pick up his sword and fight again.

"Although our Han Dynasty has many hidden talents and famous generals, they don't need to take action to kill you, Cao Xiu."

"I am just a counselor, killing you is enough!"

Ma Su looked arrogant, snorted disdainfully, drew his sword, and stabbed out.

"Your Majesty, I have tried my best, I have tried my best——"

At the last moment, Cao Xiu gave up his dying struggle, looked towards Lueyang, and let out a sad and desperate howl.

"puff!"

Ma Su stabbed Cao Xiu through the heart.

The sad cry stopped abruptly, and this leader of the younger generation of the Cao family fell to the ground with his head raised.

The enemy leader was killed.

On the top of Nanping Mountain, a flag with the word "Han" on it has been raised high.

The Han troops all over the mountains and plains waved their weapons and cheered loudly.

"This Cao Xiu is a man, so don't cut off his head. Leave his body intact."

Although they were mortal enemies, Ma Su still gave Cao Xiu due respect.

Then he sheathed his sword and looked towards the south.

"Send an order to rush to Chang'an and report the victory to His Majesty, saying that Jieting has been taken!"

"Report to General Zhang and ask him to withdraw his troops and return to Jieting to join us."

"The rest of the soldiers, move to Jieting City immediately, reinforce the city walls overnight, build fortifications, and prepare to defend Jieting and fight against Cao Cao's army!"

Ma Su issued several orders in succession.

Since Cao Xiu's troops had been defeated, Zhang He naturally did not need to resist Cao Cao in Lueyang. He had to retreat to Jieting City to join forces with him.

The next step was that the attacking and defending sides switched positions, and they held Jieting and waited for Cao Cao's army to attack.

Two messengers flew away on horseback.

The 20,000 victorious Han soldiers moved back to Jieting and began to build the city wall overnight. (End of this chapter)