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

The back road is blocked.

The general commanding the army was actually Ma Chao.

The man whose wife and children he had killed wanted to skin him alive and grind his bones to ashes.

It would be strange if Zhao Ang wasn't horrified!
"Follow me back to Jicheng, back to Jicheng—"

Zhao Ang's voice was hoarse and he shouted almost in panic.

It's too late.

The Han cavalry came like the wind and crashed into the Qin army in an instant.

The Qin army only had a few thousand infantry, and the Han army had more cavalry alone.

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Blood spurted into the sky, screams rang out, and sounds of breaking occurred one after another.

Hundreds of Qin soldiers, like ants, were knocked to the ground and crushed to pieces by the Han cavalry.

"You are all from Xiliang. Lay down your weapons and surrender to the Emperor of Han, and I will spare your lives!"

After Ma Chao killed dozens of people in a row, he stood on his horse with his spear in hand and shouted loudly.

After a brief confrontation, he naturally recognized that the fleeing Qin army were all his fellow townsmen from Liangzhou.

Ma Chao hated Cao Cao, Cheng Gongying, Zhao Ang and others, but not his fellow villagers.

Now, considering the friendship between fellow townsmen, it is reasonable to give them a way out.

The last will of the Liangzhou soldiers to resist collapsed.

"Crash-"

Weapons were thrown to the ground.

Thousands of surviving soldiers from Liang Province knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Ma Chao, and asked for surrender to the Han army.

A bloody battle turned into a mass surrender of the Qin army.

Thousands of Qin soldiers knelt on the ground, leaving only dozens of lonely riders standing awkwardly among the crowd of soldiers.

Zhao Ang was naturally among them.

"Everyone, stand up and follow me back to Jicheng!"

"Don't kneel, you idiots, Ma Chao will definitely kill you~~"

Zhao Ang was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he roared at the soldiers in anger and panic.

To no avail.

The remaining loyalty and fighting spirit of his trusted Liangzhou troops had now been crushed by their desire to survive.

They ignored Zhao Ang's roars and shouts, and remained nailed to the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy towards Ma Chao.

A dozen steps away.

He immediately stood up with his spear in hand, attracted by the insane roar. He looked in the direction and his eyes suddenly widened.

"Zhao Ang——"

A growl of gnashing teeth was heard.

Ma Chao squeezed his horse's belly hard, holding the bloody spear in his hand, and rushed towards where Zhao Ang was.

The hatred for the murder of his son and the murder of his wife burned him to death.

At this moment, Ma Chao had only one thought in his mind:
Cut Zhao Ang into pieces.

“Ma…Ma Chao?”

Zhao Ang cried out in shock, and the weapon in his hand almost fell out of his hand.

In the blink of an eye, Ma Chao and his horse had rushed to the front five steps.

"Stop him, stop him—"

Zhao Ang suddenly woke up, screamed tremblingly, turned his horse around and fled.

It's too late.

Just as he turned around, Ma Chao came like lightning.

He swept the silver spear in his hand wildly, chopping down all the personal guards of Zhao Ang who were blocking his way like grass.

The next moment, a tower-like figure appeared behind Zhao Ang.

"I let you escape!"

Amid the roar of thunder, the silver spear in Ma Chao's hand, filled with endless hatred, stabbed out with great force.

Zhao Ang's eyes almost exploded. He instinctively raised his long sword and used all his strength to block back.

too slow.

How could his limited martial arts skills possibly withstand the strongest attack Ma Chao had ever delivered?

The long knife that was blocked with the backhand was as thin as paper and was easily deflected by the silver spear.

The tip of the spear was unstoppable and pierced through Zhao Ang's body!
"Ah——" a scream like a pig being slaughtered was heard.

Zhao Ang was pierced through and his sword slipped out of his hand. He almost fainted from the pain.

The veins on Ma Chao's arm bulged and he angrily thrust hard.

Zhao Ang's huge body was lifted into the air like a little chicken.

"General Ma, spare my life, spare my life!"

"I am willing to surrender to the Han people, I am willing to surrender to the great man——"

Zhao Ang was struggling and flapping in mid-air, begging in fear.

Of course, he knew very well that Ma Chao would never spare his life.

But driven by his survival instinct, he still held on to a glimmer of hope and shamelessly begged Ma Chao for mercy.

"Zhao Ang, you bastard!"

"You could have followed Cheng Gongying and the others in rebelling against me, but why did you kill my wife and children?"

Ma Chao's eyes were blazing with fire as he questioned with great anger.

"General Ma, I, I——"

Blood spurted from Zhao Ang's mouth. He was terrified and ashamed, and he could not say a word.

"You bastard, today I will cut you into pieces and avenge my wife and children—"

Ma Chao roared like thunder, and the veins in his arms bulged again.

The blood-stained silver spear in his hand was like a meat grinder, slashing and chopping wildly.

"Ahhh-"

A tragic howl was heard.

Zhao Ang was lifted up in the air, and in the blink of an eye, he was cut into countless pieces by Ma Chao and scattered in all directions.

Finally, with a thrust of the bloody spear, Zhao Ang's head was poked on the tip of the spear.

Ma Chao was so happy that he had avenged his wife and children that he couldn't help laughing out loud.

The Qin soldiers who surrendered and knelt on the ground witnessed the horrific scene of Zhao Ang being torn into pieces. They were all terrified and trembling.

"You are all my Xiliang men. From now on, you only need to be loyal to the Emperor of the Han Dynasty. The Emperor is kind and will forgive your crime of following the enemy and treat you all equally!"

Ma Chao stopped laughing and looked at the surrendered soldiers to comfort them.

The Qin soldiers felt relieved, and they all bowed their heads to the ground, saying in unison: "We are willing to go through fire and water for the Emperor of Han!"

Ma Chao looked back towards Jicheng and saw the "Han" flag rising above the west gate.

Jicheng has already returned to Han.

"Hurry and report the victory to His Majesty. I have killed Zhao Ang and annihilated all the fleeing Qin troops!"

A scout rushed into the city.

Ma Chao hung up Zhao Ang's head and shouted proudly:
"Let's go into the city and pay our respects to His Majesty!"

...

Outside the south gate of Jicheng.

Yu Jin was leading the Yizhou troops out of the south gate and rushing towards the Han camp.

From the west, the sound of killing could be heard faintly, indicating that the Qin soldiers from Liang Province, led by Zhao Ang, had launched an attack on the Han camp.

"Zhao Ang has engaged the Han army. Liu Bei should transfer the troops from the southern Han camp to the west gate to block them."

"I think the Han army's southern camp must be empty now. I still have more than 4,000 Yizhou soldiers. If I give it my all, I should be able to fight my way out..."

As Yu Jin was running, his mind was racing with thoughts, and he was naturally comforted.

The Han camp is approaching.

Yu Jin took a deep breath and raised his spear:
"Men of Yizhou, if you want to return to Yizhou alive and reunite with your wives and children, give me—"

When the morale-boosting words have not yet been issued.

The horn of the Han camp ahead suddenly sounded.

The camp gate, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opened, and countless Han troops poured out like a tide.

Yu Jin stepped forward abruptly, and instantly froze in shock.

The Han army attacked first and killed the enemy!
Judging from the momentum, there are at least 30,000 people.

In other words, Liu Bei had anticipated that he would break out from the south gate, and had already ambushed heavy troops in the south camp, waiting for him to fall into his trap?
Yu Jin suddenly reined in his horse and looked at the rushing Han army in astonishment, not knowing what to do.

In front.

A Han general rode his horse and dragged his sword, rushing to the front like a sharp knife.

That Han general is none other than Pang De! (End of this chapter)