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

Deng Ai looked at the old man with a frown on his face and couldn't help but sneer.

He cast a contemptuous look, then swung his tiger arm and swung out with the silver spear.

Deng Ai used all his strength, along with the silver spear, to strike Yan Yan in the face.

"throat!"

There was a loud bang, as if thunder had split the sky.

A strong cloud of dust rose up, and the huge airflow knocked seven or eight enemy and friendly soldiers around to the ground.

In just a few breaths, the two riders passed each other.

Both of them felt a strong impact from the airflow, their bodies swayed, and their blood and energy surged in an instant.

"This old man actually has some abilities!"

Deng Ai suppressed the surging power in his internal organs and said secretly in his heart.

He immediately turned his horse around and looked at Yan Yan again.

This time, there was less contempt and more vigilance in Deng Ai's eyes.

Yan Yan also felt a surge of blood and energy, and his face was filled with shock.

How can it be?

Deng Ai was just a young general of the Han State, a rookie who had just entered the battlefield.

But he was a veteran of the Qin State, experienced in many battles and possessing outstanding martial arts skills.

Not to mention Shu, even if you look at the whole world, it can be considered first- or second-rate.

How was it possible that this guy, who seemed to have no chance of taking on his moves, could actually tie with him in just one move?
If he hadn't experienced it himself, he would almost doubt whether he had seen a ghost.

At this moment, Yan Yan finally realized that Deng Ai's victory over the enemy in the Battle of Fuling was not a fluke.

Liu Bei had so many brave generals under his command.

Any young general can turn out to be a fierce warrior in the world.

Thinking back to his own Qin State, it was so poor that there were no generals left and no one was available.

Yan Yan felt sad and looked at Deng Ai again. There was less disdain and more respect in his eyes.

"Yan Yan, you claim to be the best veteran general of the Pseudo-Qin, but your martial arts skills are just so-so."

Deng Ai sneered with a look of contempt.

When Yan Yan heard this, he became extremely angry.

The previous attack had already consumed a lot of his physical strength. Even though he knew that Deng Ai was provoking him, Yan Yan did not dare to rush forward immediately.

He needed time to catch his breath and regain his strength.

So Yan Yan suppressed his anger and snorted coldly at Deng Ai:
"Boy, I think you have some talent, and you are a talent that can be cultivated."

"If you surrender now, I might spare your life."

Yan Yan knew that Deng Ai would never surrender, he was just trying to delay time and recover his strength.

When Deng Ai heard this, he laughed as if he had heard a huge joke.
"Let me surrender to you?"

"You old man, are you worthy?"

After saying this, Deng Ai spat at Yan Yan.

This action instantly made Yan Yan furious.

He had never suffered such humiliation in his life.

In an instant.

A huge fire of rage surged in his heart, burning away his reason.

Yan Yan roared and cursed:
"You ignorant little brat, dare to humiliate me!"

"I will take your life and cut you into pieces..."

Yan Yan was like a raging beast, roaring, riding his horse and holding his spear, rushing straight towards Deng Ai.

Looking at Yan Yan rushing towards him, Deng Ai seemed to have expected it.

A hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

He admired Xiao Fang's ability to judge people.

This Yan Yan is indeed mediocre yet conceited, and can be angered by just a few words.

then.

He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, kicked the horse's belly, waved the silver spear, and rushed towards Yan Yan.

The two guns collided again.

There was another loud noise, and the second move was still difficult to tell who was better.

Then, the two silver spears, like two shining dragons, began to collide continuously in mid-air.

The impact air currents stirred up dust in all directions.

Yan Yan and Deng Ai each displayed their life-long skills and fought fiercely.

After more than ten moves, beads of sweat quietly appeared on Yan Yan's forehead, and he felt that he was beginning to lose his strength.

In terms of spearmanship, Yan Yan has been on the battlefield for a long time, and his moves and spearmanship are slightly better than Deng Ai.

Although Deng Ai's spear skills were slightly inferior, he had the advantage of being young and strong.

Even if he wasted time, he could still drain Yan Yan's strength until he was exhausted.

Deng Ai was confident, so he attacked calmly and responded to Yan Yan's fierce moves calmly.

Several more rounds have passed.

Yan Yan was anxious and angry, and his physical strength was exhausted, so his spear skills finally revealed flaws.

Looking across the battlefield, he saw that the more than 10,000 Qin soldiers under his command were also being suppressed by the Han army.

The number of Han troops was originally greater than that of Qin soldiers, and they were all elite soldiers who had experienced many battles. The previous victories had made the morale of these Han troops high, like ferocious beasts.

A quarter of an hour later, the Han army became more and more courageous, while the Qin army became more and more cowardly.

It seemed that this fierce battle would end with victory for the Han army.

Seeing this battle situation, there was no sign of worry on Yan Yan's face.

On the contrary, his face became calmer, and there seemed to be a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"What Yan Pu said is true. The Han army is indeed very elite. Fortunately, I got a plan from Yan Pu last night..."

Yan Yan's thoughts raced, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Just when the Han army was about to win a great victory over the Qin army.

In the distance, a horn sounded.

Suddenly, two clouds of dust rose from the sides and rear of the Han army's north and south wings.

Thousands of Qin troops, like two sharp swords, suddenly rushed out from both wings and rushed towards the flanks of the battle group.

Qin army ambush!

This was the plan that Yan Pu proposed to Yan Yan last night.

Seeing that he could not dissuade Yan Yan from going to war, Yan Pu offered this plan.

He knew that the Han army was elite, so he came up with this plan and ambushed 3,000 soldiers in the reeds and forests on the north and south sides in advance.

When the two armies were in a stalemate, he ordered his ambush troops to attack from both sides and defeat the Han army in one fell swoop.

This plan is to ensure Yan Yan's victory.

Hearing the Qin army's trumpets coming from afar, Yan Yan felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

If there were no ambush, he would have lost all his strength and would have been defeated by Deng Ai in no time.

If there were no ambush, the Han army would have defeated his Qin army in no time.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, the Qin army's ambush appeared like a god descending from the sky, bringing hope to Yan Yan and his Qin army.

The arrival of the ambush completely reversed the situation of the battle, but it also dealt a fatal blow to Deng Ai.

Hearing the horns of the enemy's ambush in the distance, Deng Ai showed an expression of disbelief on his face.

The gun in his hand suddenly revealed a flaw.

Yan Yan saw the situation and took advantage of it, and the spear in his hand exploded and counterattacked.
"Xiao Fang, you country bumpkin!"

"Do you really think that I, Yan Yan, am a man of courage but no strategy?"

"You can use tricks, and I can use them too!"

Yan Yan's face was ferocious, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

For a moment, he was full of energy and his gun fired more fiercely.

The momentum that was originally suppressed by Deng Ai was suddenly reversed by him.

Deng Ai came back to his senses from his surprise, and the shock on his face gradually disappeared.

"As expected, everything is under the Prime Minister's control. The Prime Minister is truly a master at foreseeing things!"

"Yan Yan, you old bastard, I will play along with you for a while..."

Deng Ai raised a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, then pretended to be angry and cursed:

"Yan Yan, you cunning old man, I will spare your life for now, but if we meet again someday, I will definitely take your head!"

After Deng Ai cursed several times, he turned his horse around and fled eastward.

The sound of the gong rang out.

The Han soldiers retreated one after another in the fierce battle.

The Han army was defeated! (End of this chapter)