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

"Bitch! Don't refuse a toast and drink a forfeit!"

Zhao Yun stood on his horse with his spear in hand, the tip of the spear pointing directly at the female general under the city, and the sound was like thunder exploding on the battlefield.

The white horse under Zhao Yun's crotch was snorting, and sparks were flying as the horseshoes collided with the bluestone ground. Behind him were the Han army's flags that covered the sky and the sun, and the big flag with the word "Han" on it fluttered in the north wind.

"His Majesty has ordered that if you submit to me, I will ensure that you can enter the Prime Minister's residence as his concubine!"

Zhao Yun raised the tip of his spear slightly, a hint of sarcasm flashed across his eyes:
"Such an honor is not something a mere barbarian like you can have."

Under the city wall, Madam Zhurong's eyebrows were raised, and the long sword in her hand was vibrating.

When she heard the words "surrender" and "concubine", she felt as if her heart was burning with anxiety.

This is not an attempt to surrender, it's clearly an attempt to humiliate her!
Thinking about it, Zhu Rong had been roaming around in southern China for more than ten years, and countless souls had died at her hands, but today she was humiliated by a man from the Central Plains.

"Fuck your mother's fart!"

Zhu Rong's eyes widened in anger, and his rouge-colored face turned red:

"Who do you think you are, to dare to humiliate this lady?
I will use your head as a drinking vessel!"

Before he finished speaking, the long sword rolled up a thousand layers of waves, carrying a bloody wind and going straight for Zhao Yun's throat.

Zhao Yun sneered at this, and raised his silver spear diagonally like a dragon emerging from water, the tip of the spear drawing a silver arc in the sunlight:
"An ant trying to shake a tree only brings disgrace upon itself!"

When the two horses collided, the sound of metal hitting stone was so loud that it hurt the soldiers' eardrums.

Zhao Yun was seen holding the spear with one arm, and was able to steadily stop Zhu Rong's blade from chopping with all his strength in mid-air. The spear shaft was bent into a full moon shape and then suddenly straightened, causing Zhu Rong's palm to go numb.

"Is that all you have?"

Zhao Yun tapped the tip of his spear lightly, making a crisp sound on Zhu Rong's sword, and said sarcastically:

"How dare you claim to be the most powerful general in the Southern Barbarians?"

Before he finished speaking, the silver spear turned into a sky full of cold stars, so fast that only the light and shadow could be seen and the spear body could not be seen.

Zhu Rong only felt a strong wind blowing in his face, and the blade was actually deflected inch by inch, with blood spurting out from the knuckles.

When the battle was at its most intense, Zhu Rong suddenly felt the horse under him stumble.

It turned out that Zhao Yun had already severed the tendons in the horse's legs with the wind from his spear. Now, taking advantage of her old moves, he stabbed her in the face with the tip of his spear like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

Zhu Rong thought quickly and swung out the knife from his waist. The sound of metal colliding made Zhao Yun's mount stand up.

Taking advantage of this gap, she threw three stones with her backhand, and the sound of them breaking through the air was like tearing silk.

"Little tricks!"

Zhao Yun laughed loudly, and his silver spear emitted several silver lights, smashing the flying stones into pieces before they got close to him.

He lightly tapped Zhu Rong's shoulder with the tip of his spear, but retained a third of the force:
"I will spare your life today, so that the barbarians will know the might of the Han Dynasty!"

Just at this moment, the Qingyue horn was heard in the distance.

Xiao Fang reined in his horse and stood on the high slope, shouting sternly:
"Zhu Rong! Quickly tell Meng Huo to prepare the coffin!"

"When the emperor arrives, the heads of your barbarian chieftains will be hung on the city gate for public display!"

Zhu Rong felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave when he heard this, and the hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

She knew how powerful the Han cavalry was, and she was even more aware that Liu Bei had many brave generals under his command.

After only a few rounds of fighting with Zhao Yun, he was already stretched thin. If he continued fighting, his life would be in danger.

He then made a feint with his sword, turned his horse around and fled.

Zhao Yun was about to give chase when he suddenly saw Xiao Fang waving his fan to signal him.

He pulled the reins, looked at Zhu Rong's embarrassed back and sneered:

"The Prime Minister has long anticipated your deception. Your flying stone skills are nothing but child's play in our eyes."

It turned out that Xiao Fang had long expected that Zhu Rong had hidden a special skill of flying stones up her sleeves. Seeing her fleeing now, his guess was further confirmed.

Zhurong rode his horse at the same speed, but his heart was in turmoil.

She originally wanted to feign defeat to lure the enemy, and then attack with flying stones when Zhao Yun got close to her. Unexpectedly, Zhao Yun was not fooled.

While he was thinking, he suddenly heard the deafening sound of killing behind him. Looking back, he saw that the top of Luyang City was already planted with Han flags, and tens of thousands of southern barbarian troops were fleeing like a tide.

She gritted her teeth, whipped her mount, and had to gallop further south.

…Cao Pi followed Meng Huo northward, feeling increasingly anxious and worried.

He looked at the barbarian army that was winding like a dragon, his brows furrowed tightly like the Chinese character "川":
"King of Nanzhong, Liu Bei has hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers. You must not underestimate the enemy and advance rashly."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Huo interrupted with laughter:

"Cao Pi, are you frightened by the Han army?"

He patted his chest and said proudly:

"Once I conquer Luyang, I will capture Liu Bei alive!"

Upon hearing this, Cao Pi's face turned pale and his nails dug deeply into his palms.

How could he not know how powerful Liu Bei was?
His own Qin Dynasty was so powerful in the past, but it was eventually destroyed by Liu Bei.

All the heroes in the world were killed by Liu Bei.

But this barbarian Meng Huo actually treated Liu Bei like a piece of grass and was so arrogant.

He was treated with the utmost humiliation and contempt.

Cao Pi was furious.

Just as he was about to say something else, he suddenly saw Cheng Yu coughing lightly beside him.

Cao Pi suddenly woke up, and then he remembered that he was now in a barbarian country, living under someone else's roof. How could he dare to act rashly?

At that moment, he had no choice but to swallow his anger and bow his head and said:

"The King of Nanzhong is so powerful. I have indeed been overthinking. If the King of Nanzhong takes action, he will surely succeed immediately."

Meng De laughed proudly and turned to his generals and said:
"After defeating the Han army, I will marry Zhu Rong to be my concubine, so that Liu Bei will know who is the true king of Nanzhong!"

Before he could finish his words, he saw a cloud of dust rising up ahead and a horseman coming at him at high speed.

The scout dismounted, shouting at the top of his lungs:

"Your Majesty! Madam Zhu was defeated in Luyang, and tens of thousands of my men in Nanzhong were killed or wounded!"

These words were like thunder, and Meng Huo's smile froze instantly.

He grabbed the scout by the collar, his eyes red, and roared:
"What did you say? Zhu Rong was defeated? This is impossible!"

The barbarian generals on both sides looked at each other in bewilderment, and some of them had already secretly reached for their scimitars at their waists - they knew that the King of Nanzhong had a brutal temper, and if they angered him in the slightest, he would kill anyone.

After a while, the defeated soldiers came like a tide.

Zhu Rong was seen half covered in blood, with a blood-oozing bandage on his arm, and he was staggering towards him, supported by his personal soldiers.

Meng Huo rushed forward, but saw that the beauty had turned pale and her former heroic spirit was gone.

For a moment, he felt as if his heart was being torn apart by a knife, and he shouted:
"Rong'er, who hurt you?"

Zhu Rong was filled with shame and indignation. He turned his head away and gritted his teeth and said:
"Who else could it be? It's the Han general Zhao Yun!"

Before he finished speaking, Meng Huo was already furious and shouted:
"Zhao Yun, you bastard, how dare you do this!

This king will tear him into pieces!"

He turned around suddenly and shouted at Cao Pi:

"Cao Pi, I will quickly lend you the elite Qin troops, so that you can follow me back to Luyang!"

Cao Pi's face turned pale and he cursed Meng Huo for being stupid in his heart.

The morale of the Han army is high now, and a strong attack at this time is tantamount to hitting a rock with an egg.

He was about to decline politely when he saw Yang Feng step out from the crowd:

"Your Majesty, please calm down. The Han army is powerful. Even if we send out all our forces, we may not be able to defeat them."

"I think it is better to avoid the sharp edge for the time being and slowly come up with a good strategy."

Meng Huo was furious when he heard this. He drew his sword from its sheath and asked angrily:
"Do you want me to be a coward?"

When the sword flashed, all the generals were silent, and Cao Pi was sweating profusely.

At this moment, he was afraid that the barbarian king would go crazy and kill him with a knife. (End of this chapter)