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

Woohoo——

The loud and sharp sound of the horn, like a sharp blade, ruthlessly pierced the vast sky and echoed in the silent air.

In an instant, countless southern barbarian soldiers surged out from the originally quiet hillsides on both sides like a tide.

They were dressed in strange costumes, holding various weapons, and their eyes revealed ferocity and determination.

Immediately afterwards, these southern barbarian soldiers launched a fierce attack on the Han army that was waiting for battle at the foot of the slope like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.

They shouted and roared, as if they wanted to completely overwhelm the Han army.

When Zhao Yun saw this scene, his face changed instantly.

He never expected that so many southern barbarian soldiers would suddenly rush out on the road.

These southern barbarian soldiers came with great force, like a surging tide, rushing down the hillside and instantly breaking the Han army into pieces and splitting it into several parts.

Zhao Yun quickly came to his senses and immediately realized that he had fallen into a trap.

It turned out that Cao Pi's previous retreat was just a carefully set bait.

The purpose is to lure him into pursuing rashly and thus fall into the trap that has been set long ago.

"Cao Pi, treacherous!"

Zhao Yun's eyes widened with anger, and he shouted, "Do you think you can kill me with this trick? You are dreaming!"

After saying this, Zhao Yun raised his arms and shouted:

"Soldiers, follow me and fight to the death. The Han army will not retreat!"

When the Han soldiers heard this, they clenched their weapons tightly, with determination and resoluteness in their eyes.

They shouted in unison, vowing to never retreat.

For a moment, an extremely brutal battle began.

Zhao Yun galloped on his horse, the spear in his hand like a dragon emerging from the sea, killing crazily among the enemy.

Wherever he went, the southern barbarian soldiers were stabbed to the ground and blood splattered everywhere.

Although Zhao Yun was extremely brave, he was helpless because the barbarian army was too large in number, more than three times the number of the Han army.

Moreover, they occupied an advantageous position for ambush, and under such a fierce attack, the Han army gradually found it difficult to resist.

Even Zhao Yun found it difficult to reverse this precarious situation.

Soon, the Han army fell into a difficult situation of being divided and surrounded.

At the same time, on the hillside, Meng Huo was stroking his black beard leisurely with a sarcastic smile on his face, as if he was enjoying a killing show.

Seeing the Han army being defeated by the Nanman soldiers, Meng Huo couldn't help but burst into laughter:
"Liu Bei, you are nothing special. And the so-called strategist Xiao Fang is nothing special either."

"I really don't know how Cao Cao died in your hands."

"It seems that it's not you who are amazing, but Cao Cao who is useless!"

Then, Meng Huo turned his head and looked at Cheng Yu standing beside him, praisingly:

"Cheng Yu, you are really an amazing person. There are not many people I admire, and you are one of them."

Cheng Yu quickly expressed his modesty and attributed all the credit to Meng Huo's wise leadership.

After hearing this, Meng Huo became even more elated and couldn't help laughing.

Standing aside, Cao Pi saw Cheng Yu being extremely flattering to Meng Huo, and suddenly felt displeased.

But at this critical moment, he didn't dare to reveal anything.

At this moment, the situation on the battlefield suddenly took a dramatic turn.

Meng Huo's laughter suddenly stopped.

He opened his eyes wide, looked carefully, and immediately discovered something unusual.

Among the Han army, there was a general who was particularly eye-catching.

The general was wearing a silver cape that fluttered in the wind, holding a silver spear that shone with cold light. Wherever he went, the southern barbarians were like grass, and he ruthlessly harvested their lives one after another.

"Who is that?"

Meng Huo frowned and shouted.

Cao Pi looked down and recognized the man at a glance. He frowned and said:
"It's Zhao Yun, the most powerful general of the Han Dynasty!"

"Zhao Yun?" Meng Huo didn't know how powerful Zhao Yun was, so he shouted disdainfully:

"Pass the order down, whoever gets Zhao Yun's head will be rewarded handsomely!"

The scout received the order and quickly ran down the hillside to convey the order.

Under the temptation of the huge reward, the southern barbarian soldiers rushed towards Zhao Yun like crazy.

"Capture Zhao Yun, and the king will reward you handsomely!"

Then, countless barbarian soldiers rushed towards Zhao Yun like a tide.

The Qin generals under Cao Pi also led their soldiers down the hillside and rushed towards Zhao Yun.

These Qin soldiers hated Zhao Yun to the core.

At this moment, Zhao Yun was gradually becoming overwhelmed by the siege of the Qin-Man coalition forces.

He had killed countless enemy soldiers with the Longdan spear in his hand.

But the enemy remained fearless and continued to surge forward like a tide.

He tried his best to turn the defeat around, but his soldiers were reduced in number under the enemy's frenzied killing, while the enemy kept surrounding him in larger and larger numbers.

Zhao Yun has fallen into a desperate situation.

But he did not despair because of this.

On the contrary, he became more courageous as he killed more people, and laughed wildly towards the sky:

"Come on, everyone, kill one!"

Zhao Yun danced wildly with the silver spear in his hand, like a god of war, reaping the lives of the enemy.

Even though Zhao Yun was so invincible, he still couldn't change this precarious situation.

According to the current development of the war, it seems that Zhao Yun will inevitably die among thousands of soldiers.

On the slope.

Meng Huo watched all this with a cold eye, a disdainful smile flashing across his lips:

"This Zhao Yun's martial arts are truly amazing, but it's a pity that you are just one person, can you really change the outcome of the annihilation of the entire army?"

As soon as he finished speaking, dust and fog suddenly rose into the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

Countless soldiers and horses roared in from the north like a violent storm, and the deafening sound of killing instantly drowned out all the noise on the battlefield.

Meng Huo looked hurriedly to the north, and saw two Han army corps rushing towards the battlefield like tigers descending from the mountains.

The Han army's reinforcements finally arrived.

Zhuge Dan and Guan Ping, each leading an army, rushed to the battlefield at lightning speed.

When their eyes fell on Zhao Yun who was surrounded by enemies, their minds suddenly became clear.

It turned out that their prime minister had already figured out Cao Pi's trick with his insight.

Not only that, he also accurately predicted that Zhao Yun would fall into an ambush carefully arranged by Meng Huo.

Xiao Fang secretly ordered the two of them to follow behind.

The intention was to rescue Zhao Yun at the critical moment and kill Meng Huo by surprise.

All of this seemed to be under Xiao Fang's careful control.

Everyone, including enemies and friends, moved in an orderly manner according to his predetermined trajectory, like chess pieces on a chessboard.

"Xiao Cheng is truly a god!"

Zhuge Dan and Guan Ping were amazed, and their eyes met with admiration.

Subsequently.

They urged their horses on without hesitation, and led their soldiers to charge out like tigers descending from the mountains.

The Han army rushed towards the enemy's flank and rear like a surging torrent.

The barbarian army at this time was in a state of frenzied killing.

Their attention was focused on the goal of besieging and killing Zhao Yun, and they did not notice that two powerful Han armies were quietly approaching from behind them. (End of this chapter)