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

Those who underestimate their opponents will eventually pay a heavy price, and this price is sometimes - death!
Looking back to those days, Cao Pi felt like he was on edge.

Those repeated failures left him with a fear of Xiao Fang's strategy, which was deeply engraved in his heart and could not be erased.

Meng Huo had completely different ideas.

Deep down in his heart, he always stubbornly believed that his defeat at the hands of Liu Bei was not due to his lack of strength, but because he fell into Xiao Fang's conspiracy.

He thought to himself that if God could give him an opportunity and prevent Xiao Fang from using his tricks and strategies, he would be able to turn the tide and win a great victory.

and so.

When Wutugu made those bold words, Meng Huo believed them without a second thought.

With excitement flashing in his eyes, he praised loudly:

"Good! I feel relieved that you are so confident."

After saying this, Meng Huo raised his glass without hesitation and toasted Wutugu personally.

His words and actions fully demonstrated his trust and reliance on Wutugu.

Wutugu felt flattered to receive this honor, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He secretly vowed to go through fire and water for Meng Huo in order to repay this rare favor.

After three rounds of drinks, the atmosphere was at its peak.

However, the general Ah Huinan rushed in in a panic.

He knelt on one knee and reported loudly:
"Report to the King of Nanzhong, the Emperor of Han has sent General Zhang Liao to approach our Zhucheng!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a bolt from the blue. Meng Huo felt dizzy and a look of fear instantly filled his face.

He never expected that the Han soldiers would come so quickly and were at the gates of the city in the blink of an eye.

"Pass the order, the entire army is ready to fight the Han army!"

Meng Huo suppressed his inner panic and quickly gave orders.

Madam Zhu Rong frowned slightly and asked doubtfully:
"Why didn't I tell you about Zhang Liao before?"

Meng Huo was also bewildered. He also knew nothing about Zhang Liao. In desperation, he had to turn his eyes to Cao Pi.

When mentioning Zhang Liao, Cao Pi gritted his teeth and his eyes were full of hatred.

In his opinion, Liu Bei sent Zhang Liao with a hidden agenda, intending to paralyze Meng Huo and make him underestimate Zhang Liao's strength.

If Meng Huo were to be careless and rashly go into battle, he would fall into Xiao Fang's trap and end up in a miserable defeat.

"Zhang Liao is an old general of Lu Bu. He is truly a fierce general of the time."

Cao Pi looked solemn and carefully reminded Meng Huo:
"King Meng, you must not underestimate this man."

In fact, deep down in his heart, he really hoped that Meng Huo could go out to fight the enemy and kill Zhang Liao.

However, for the sake of the overall situation, he had to suppress his anger and persuade Meng Huo earnestly not to act rashly.

After hearing this, Meng Huo indeed showed a look of fear on his face and began to weigh the pros and cons in his mind.

Just then, there was a loud "bang".

Wu Tu Gu slammed the table, smashed the wine glass in his hand to the ground, and then jumped up.

"That Zhang Liao is nothing but a piece of shit!"

Wutugu shouted with arrogance:

"Your Majesty, with Wutugu here and our Rattan Armor Army here, how can we not fight?
"I request to lead the army out of the city to meet the enemy and kill Zhang Liao for you!"

Wutugu's request for battle was extremely arrogant.

It seemed that in his eyes, killing Zhang Liao and defeating the Han army was just a piece of cake.

Meng Huo felt mixed emotions after hearing these bold words.

On the one hand, he was delighted that Wutugu took the initiative to stand up and help him resist the invading Han army.

But on the other hand, he was also full of worries. After all, he had never witnessed the strength of the Rattan Armor Army with his own eyes, so what were the chances of winning?

Meng Huo thought about it again and again, and could only say cautiously:
"Brother, your rattan armor soldiers must be amazing. I have never doubted it."

"But there are too many Han soldiers. We can't underestimate them. Why don't we just stay the same in the face of change?"

He knew that this battle was a matter of life and death, so he had to act cautiously.

When Wutugu heard this, his face instantly turned gloomy.

He has always boasted that his rattan armor soldiers are invincible in the world. In his opinion, as long as he is willing, it will not be difficult to dominate the world.

Now he submits to Meng Huo only because he is indifferent by nature and does not have much ambition.

In his eyes, Zhang Liao and the Han army were nothing more than a vulnerable mob.

And what Meng Huo just said, to him, was undoubtedly a blatant doubt about the fighting effectiveness of the rattan armor soldiers.

These harsh words, like a sharp thorn, pierced deeply into his heart.

"King of Nanzhong, you asked me to come here because you wanted me to help you defeat that big-eared thief."

"But now, you are afraid that I can't defeat Liu Bei. Forget it. I'd better go back to my country of Wugo."

Wutugu sighed softly, his tone full of disappointment and dissatisfaction.

As soon as these words came out, Meng Huo was immediately panicked.

He knew that Wutugu felt that he was being looked down upon and was expressing his dissatisfaction.

He quickly changed his words, with a smile on his face, and began to flatter Wutugu:

"How could I be afraid that you can't defeat Liu Bei? I'm just worried that your soldiers have suffered a lot along the way. If you can really kill Zhang Liao, it would be the best."

Wutugu's originally solemn face was now once again covered with a strong sense of arrogance.

He slapped his chest fiercely and said proudly:
"Don't worry, my king. Zhang Liao is just a piece of shit. I will chop off his head for you!"

He glanced at everyone in the hall, his eyes full of contempt and disdain, as if Zhang Liao was already a fish on his chopping board, ready to be slaughtered at his will.

After saying this, he glanced at the still steaming wine on the table, raised a scornful smile at the corner of his mouth, and said loudly:

"Keep this wine warm for now. I'll come back after I kill Zhang Liao and we'll drink again."

After saying this, Wutugu threw back his head and laughed loudly. His laughter echoed in the hall like a huge bell, shaking the dust on the roof beams to fall.

He clasped his hands together, gave a cursory salute to Meng Huo, and then strode away.

The wide robe fluttered behind him, showing his arrogance and domineering attitude.

Meng Huo looked at Wutugu's receding figure, and a hint of expectation gradually emerged in his eyes, as if he saw a ray of light in the darkness.

He thought to himself that Wutugu was so confident that he might really be able to defeat Zhang Liao.

If this is true, it will undoubtedly be a heavy blow to the Han army.

By then, the morale of the Nanman army will be greatly boosted and their morale will be high. Why worry about not being able to capture Chengdu in one fell swoop?
"Wutugu, Wutugu, you must win this battle."

Meng Huo murmured to himself, his voice was soft but filled with endless expectation and anxiety.

Seeing this situation, Cao Pi, who was standing by, suddenly felt deeply worried.

He knew how powerful Zhang Liao was and understood the danger of this battle, so he immediately wanted to persuade Meng Huo not to act impulsively.

However, just as the words came to his lips, before he could utter a word, he felt someone gently pulling his sleeve.

He subconsciously looked back and saw Cheng Yu looking at him solemnly and shaking his head slightly.

That look seemed to be silently warning him:

Don't be impulsive and don't act rashly at this time.

Cao Pi's heart shuddered, as if a basin of cold water had been poured over his head, and he came to his senses instantly. (End of this chapter)