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

Meng Huo fled in a panic at the front, while the Han army chased him madly like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, pursuing him all the way.

This chase lasted for several days.

Meng Huo was extremely anxious and did not dare to stay for a moment. In order to escape the pursuit of the Han army, he even abandoned several cities in succession.

Finally, after a long journey and escaping hundreds of miles, Meng Huo arrived at Zhucheng.

At this moment, looking at the city in front of him, his heart was filled with fear and helplessness, and he dared not flee anymore.

This city has become the core hinterland of the Southern Barbarians.

He knew very well that if they continued to flee, the numerous southern barbarian tribes would undoubtedly be surrounded by the Han army and become fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others.

In order to protect the lives of his people and tribe, Meng Huo resolutely decided not to take a single step back.

After entering Zhucheng, Meng Huo quickly issued orders to search for the scattered soldiers.

Back then, he had tens of thousands of troops under his command and was very powerful.

However, after this fierce battle, more than 10,000 people were killed.

The troops that have been reassembled now are less than half of the original number, which can be said to be seriously damaged.

In this battle, Meng Huo suffered unprecedented heavy losses.

In the palace hall.

Meng Huo sat stiffly in the seat of honor with a wooden expression, listening quietly to the report from his subordinates.

As the report progressed, his face became increasingly gloomy, his heart was burning with anger, and he gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to turn all his anger into strength.

"Report~~"

At this moment, a scout rushed into the hall in a panic, knelt on his knees, and reported in a trembling voice:

"Your Majesty, Liu Bei's Han army is coming, and the vanguard is only seventy miles away from our Zhucheng!"

When Meng Huo heard this, his face suddenly changed, as if he was hit by a bolt from the blue.

He originally thought that after Liu Bei captured so many cities, he would indulge in pleasure, allow his soldiers to plunder and relax his vigilance.

But who could have expected that after Liu Bei's army captured a city, they would only stay for a moment, rest a little, and then march towards Zhucheng without stopping.

Because of this, as soon as Meng Huo fled into Zhucheng, Liu Bei's army followed him like a shadow.

Seventy miles!
This short distance does not even allow Zhucheng enough time to build city walls and strengthen defenses.

The life and death of the Southern Barbarians is at stake.

"Liu Bei, you bastard, has come to my capital. How despicable!"

Meng Huo's eyes widened with anger, and he roared at the generals in the hall:

"Tell me how to resist this aggressive Han army!"

"Say!"

When the generals in the hall heard Meng Huo's roar, they all lowered their heads, not daring to breathe, and no one dared to respond.

Although these southern barbarian generals are extremely brave on weekdays, they are actually very simple-minded and have strong limbs.

They are good at fighting when the wind is favorable, but once they encounter a difficult situation like the current one, they panic and become at a loss.

According to past experience, everyone would naturally choose to flee to the dense forest and save themselves.

The situation is different today.

As the King of Nanzhong, Meng Huo has united all the tribes into a single force.

Under such circumstances, Meng Huo would naturally not easily give up the capital cities that he had built with countless efforts, nor would he take everyone to escape to the dense forest and live the life of savages.

"You are a bunch of idiots, a bunch of useless things!" Meng Huo was furious and scolded these generals one by one:
"Usually, they all think they are so great and arrogant, bragging about how brave and good they are at fighting."

"Now we are facing a crisis of life and death, but you have all become dumb and have lost your temper. You are all a bunch of rubbish!"

Just when Meng Huo was burning with anger and everyone in the hall was silent.

Duosi suddenly had an idea and thought of a plan.

He stepped forward quickly, clasped his hands together, and bowed respectfully:
"Your Majesty, I believe that the reason Liu Bei was able to win battle after battle is simply because his army is an elite division."

"So, as long as we send out troops that are more elite than theirs, we will definitely be able to defeat them and turn the tide of the battle."

When Meng Huo heard Duo Si's words, a light suddenly flashed in his eyes, as if he saw a glimmer of hope in the darkness.

He jumped up suddenly and asked anxiously:
"Tell me, what kind of troops can defeat Liu Bei's Han army?"

Duo Si smiled slightly, pointed to the south, and said confidently:
"My king, have you forgotten that there is a country called Wugo in the south of our Nanzhong?"

"The Wuguo country has a terrifying army of rattan armor soldiers."

"It is said that this vine armored army is invulnerable to swords and spears, just like gods descending from heaven."

"If the king can transfer this army, he will surely be able to defeat the Han army and kill the big-eared thief in my south."

After hearing this, Meng Huo woke up as if from a dream, and a hint of joy instantly flashed across his face.

Of course he had heard of the rattan armor soldiers.

I heard that everyone in this legion is wearing rattan armor, is invulnerable to swords and spears, and has amazing fighting power.

When he first sat on the throne of the King of the Southern Barbarians, he was afraid of this legion.

Yes, who isn’t afraid?

They are invulnerable to swords and spears, just like a body made of iron. Such a powerful army is simply like the heavenly soldiers and generals sent down to earth.

Meng Huo thought to himself, if Wutugu, the cave master of the Wuguo Kingdom, wanted to compete for the title of King of Nanzhong, how could he resist his attack?
Fortunately, Wutugu did not seem to have any ambition at all and was not interested in the throne of King of Nanzhong.

On the contrary, when Meng Huo sat on the throne of King of Nanzhong, Wutugu specially sent people to offer gifts to show his support.

Only then did Meng Huo gradually relax his vigilance and no longer regard the rattan armor soldiers as a threat.

After Duosi's reminder, he suddenly realized that there was such an elite division that he could use.

If the rattan armor soldiers could be transferred here, they would be invincible and unstoppable.

Even if Liu Bei has an army of one million, what can he do to me?

"Great! Everything you said makes sense, exactly what I want!"

Meng Huo's eyes lit up, his excitement was beyond words, and his hands unconsciously slapped the armrests of the chair.

"Act quickly! Go and get the rattan armor soldiers under Wutugu to come and lend me a hand to fight against the Han dogs!"

He stood up suddenly and waved his hands vigorously in the air.

"With the help of these rattan armor soldiers, we will surely defeat Liu Bei and make him abandon his armor and weapons without leaving a single piece of armor. Let him have a taste of the power of our southern barbarians!"

Meng Huo became more and more excited as he spoke, clenching his fists, as if Liu Bei's army had already been defeated before him.

Therefore, Duosi did not dare to slack off at all and hurriedly accepted the order.

He quickly selected several eloquent and thoughtful messengers and carefully prepared generous gifts.

Subsequently.

Meng Huo personally saw the envoys off, repeatedly telling them to treat Wutugu with courtesy, and asking Wutugu to lend a hand and help him fight Liu Bei, considering that they were both from the same southern barbarian lineage. (End of this chapter)