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

Wen Chou and Zhao Yun are old enemies.

In the battle of Jie Bridge, he had the opportunity to kill Gongsun Zan, but was blocked by Zhao Yun who appeared halfway.

In the battle of Yijing, Zhao Yun, who had been dormant for many years, suddenly appeared in the middle of their escape and scared him away again.

In the end, Yuan Shang was captured alive by Zhao Yun and then executed by Liu Bei.

Wen Chou never expected that many years later, he would run into Zhao Yun again in Liangzhou, thousands of miles away.

Still on the way to escape.

It’s really a narrow road between enemies.

When everyone was frightened, Zhao Yun, riding a horse, came like a gust of wind.

In his hand, he held a dragon gall spear, which was wrapped in the power of thunder and storm, and attacked with great force.

Came too fast!
Wen Chou had nowhere to hide, so he had to suppress his fear, waved the spear in his hand, and blocked the attack with his backhand.

The gun tips collided, and the sound of metal pierced the eardrums.

Wen Chou swung his spear with all his strength, but Zhao Yun was immediately deflected. The spear tip, still with its force still in it, went straight for his face.

"I haven't seen you for a few years. Has your martial arts improved again?"

Wen Chou was surprised and shocked by Zhao Yun's talent.

If he continues like this, wouldn't Zhao Yun's martial arts catch up with the once invincible Lu Bu in a few years?
While he was shocked, Zhao Yun's spear had already pierced in front of him.

Wen Chou had no time to savor his surprise and quickly turned his head to avoid the fatal blow.

Zhao Yun did not give him a chance to react. He fired the second and third shots at him like a rain of pear trees floating in the sky.

Wen Chou took a deep breath, suppressed the surging blood and energy, and tried his best to raise his gun to resist.

"Clang clang clang!"

The guns collided with each other like lightning.

The two skilled spearmen fought each other in the chaos.

After ten moves, Wen Chou fell into a disadvantage.

The former duo of Hebei discovered at this moment that Zhao Yun's martial arts skills were much better than before.

If the fight continues like this, I will surely be defeated within ten moves.

The Qin soldiers around them were scattered like ants by the Han cavalry, crying and howling like ghosts.

If he didn't leave now, even if he didn't die under Zhao Yun's spear, he would have died under the siege of thousands of Han cavalry.

"Damn it, why does this Zhao guy always haunt me? Why does he always stop me at the critical moment of life and death?"

"I, Wen Chou, did not die fighting for the Yuan family back then, so how can I die for the Cao family now?"

Wen Chou's thoughts raced as he immediately weighed the pros and cons.

So he didn't care about the shame of being defeated by Zhao Yun three times. He fired a shot with all his strength, turned his horse and jumped out of the battle group and wanted to escape.

"Wen Chou, you can't escape today, I will take your head!"

Zhao Yun let out a sharp roar, rode his horse, dragged his spear, and quickly chased after him.

Wen Chou could not escape seven steps and was surprised to find that Zhao Yun's mount was so fast that it caught up with him in the blink of an eye.

The gap in national strength between Han and Qin was revealed at this time.

Although the Han army had more than 10,000 cavalrymen, in order to ensure long-distance raids without reducing horsepower, they adopted the method of one person riding two horses.

Just before the battle, the Han army had changed to empty horses. Each of the horses was full of energy and naturally ran as fast as the wind.

What's more, Zhao Yun was riding the famous horse Zhaoye Jade Lion, which was faster than ordinary war horses.

On the other hand, let’s look at Wen Chou.

Qin's national power was declining, and Cao Zhang had only a thousand cavalrymen under his command, with barely one warhorse per man.

After the fierce battle just now, Wen Chou's mount had already consumed a lot of energy. If he was running for his life now, how could he possibly outrun Zhao Yun's powerful Zhaoye Jade Lion?
Seven steps later, Zhao Yun had caught up with Wen Chou and thrust his spear out with lightning speed.

Wen Chou did not expect Zhao Yun to catch up with him. It was too late for him to pull back his spear to resist, so he could only instinctively dodge to the side.

"puff!"

The gunpoint lacerated his arm.

With a muffled groan, a stream of blood splattered out.

Wen Chou could hardly hold the spear in his hand and it almost slipped out of his hand, and the horse under him was moving even slower.

Zhao Yun took advantage of the situation to catch up with the horse, and the Longdan Spear, with the force of a violent storm, came down like an overwhelming force.

Wen Chou was once again covered by countless shadow spears. "Damn it!"

He had no choice but to grit his teeth, endure the pain in his arm, and use his gun to block with all his strength.

Three moves, five moves, ten moves...

After ten moves, the injured Wen Chou was forced into a state of being at a loss and full of flaws.

Ten moves in one go.

Zhao Yun roared, veins bulged in his arms, and the power and speed of his spear increased dramatically.

"Ahhh-"

Waves of screams rang out in the sky.

Wen Chou's spear flew out of his hand and he was stabbed seven or eight times by the bullets. He was blown away from his horse like a bloody top.

"boom!"

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He fell heavily to the ground.

Zhao Yun rode forward, pointed his bloody spear at Wen Chou, and shouted coldly:

"Wen Chou, I told you, you can't escape this time!"

Wen Chou, who was lying on the ground, raised his head with difficulty, only to see the tip of a gun in front of him.

Zhao Yun only needed to exert a little force to take his head.

"I still couldn't escape from his clutches after all, ah——"

Wen Chou let out a long sigh in his heart, and endless grief and despair enveloped his body and mind.

What dignity of the two heroes of Hebei, what anger of revenge for Yuan family...

At this moment, everything disappeared and was replaced by the belief in survival.

"Zhao Zilong, you are an extraordinary martial artist, just like Lu Bu in his day. In time, you will be invincible in the world."

"I, Wen Chou, was defeated by you, and I accept the defeat wholeheartedly."

Wen Chou bitterly admitted his defeat, then struggled to stand up, blushing and saying:

"I, Wen Chou, have come to realize today that the Emperor of Han is the true Lord of Destiny."

"I am now captured by you and I am willing to submit to the Emperor of Han. Please, General Zhao, take me to see the Emperor."

Wen Chou was asking for surrender.

This general from Hebei, a fish that escaped the Yuan family's net, finally chose to follow the will of heaven after years of relying on Cao Cao.

In other words, it was not that he wanted to follow fate, but he was forced to do so to protect his life.

The murderous intent in Zhao Yun's eyes faded, and he slowly put down the Dragon Gallbladder Spear.

Wen Chou had already been defeated and surrendered. Killing a surrenderer was not Zhao Zilong's style.

What's more, he and Wen Chou were merely enemies of each other, and there was no deep hatred between them that required killing.

"Since you have come to your senses, I will spare your life and take you—"

"Chou bastard!"

An angry shout interrupted Zhao Yun's words.

Looking back, I saw Zhang Fei on horseback, galloping towards me with a ferocious and angry look on his face.

He originally wanted to pursue Cao Zhang, but was blocked by the chaotic army and could not catch up, so he rode back to meet Zhao Yun and others.

From a distance, they saw Zhao Yun knocking Wen Chou off his horse.

In this battle, Zhang Fei lost many soldiers due to Cao Zhang's conspiracy and was almost killed by Cao Zhang and Wen Chou. He was very angry.

After Cao Zhang left, he naturally poured all his anger on Wen Chou.

He came galloping over, with the snake spear in his hand filled with anger, and stabbed at Wen Chou who was kneeling on the ground.

Wen Chou was greatly surprised and shouted:

"General Zhang, I have admitted defeat. I am willing to surrender to the Han Dynasty—"

Before he could even utter the words "surrender", Zhang Fei's snake spear had already arrived.

"puff!"

A bloody head flew into the air. (End of this chapter)