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

Meng Huo never expected that Liu Bei, who was known throughout the world for his benevolence, would act so cruelly and decisively.

He mercilessly killed his brother Meng Jie, who was a envoy, in front of the battle.

At that moment, blood splattered, as if it was a cruel mockery of Meng Huo.

Meng Huo knew clearly in his heart that Liu Bei was using Meng Jie's head to send him a signal.

In this war, Liu Bei would never accept any form of surrender or request for peace.

What he wants is your life, Meng Huo.

It is to completely destroy the power of the seven counties in Nanzhong represented by Meng Huo.

Witnessing his elder brother's tragic death at the hands of the enemy, Meng Huo felt a surge of rage rushing to his head, and the anger was like a surging tide that instantly drowned him.

Only behind this endless anger, there was a hint of panic.

The soldiers around him were terrified to the extreme at this moment.

Some of them were as pale as paper and let out heavy sighs, while others were in tears and sobbing. Their desperate cries echoed in the air, making people feel cold.

The little bit of hope and courage left in their hearts was completely shattered at this moment.

"Zhongde, what should we do now?"

Meng Huo was filled with anxiety but had no idea what to do, so he could only look to Cheng Yu for help.

At this time, Cheng Yu's heart was already filled with fear.

Meng Jie's tragic experience was like a sharp dagger that pierced straight into his heart and made him shudder.

He secretly thanked his luck in his heart that it was not him who went to the enemy camp this time.

Otherwise, he would probably be the one whose head was separated from his body at this moment.

"King of Nanzhong, I, I too..."

Cheng Yu sighed helplessly, his voice full of helplessness.

When Meng Huo heard this, he was immediately furious. He widened his eyes and roared:
"As the chief strategist of the Qin Dynasty, you usually boast of your resourcefulness. Why do you have no plan now when life and death are at stake?"

Faced with Meng Huo's resentment, Cheng Yu opened his mouth, but found that he had nothing to say and could only lower his head silently.

In despair, Meng Huo, like an enraged beast, vented all his anger on Cheng Yu.

He cursed at Cheng Yu with harsh words, as if he wanted to vent all his dissatisfaction and anger through these curses.

At this time, he had no one around him who could be used, so he could only blame Cheng Yu for the failure.

Cheng Yu stood there stiffly like a puppet, allowing Meng Huo to scold him without daring to resist in the slightest.

He felt bitter and helpless in his heart, but he didn't know what to do.

After a while, Meng Huo stopped cursing.

His eyes widened, he gnashed his teeth and shouted:
"Liu Bei, you want to scare me and force me to surrender to you, but I won't!"

"I will fight you to the death!"

Meng Huo's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of sorrow and determination.

Meng Huo, who was extremely desperate, finally made this difficult decision - to defend Gucheng to the death.

He suppressed the grief in his heart, mustered up his courage, and gave a tragic and heroic speech to boost morale, and then left with heavy steps.

Looking at Meng Huo's gradually receding back, Cheng Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't know whether he could still save his life after this battle.

……

The next day.

The shouts and cries of killing rose up like thunder, breaking the already depressing atmosphere.

Outside Gucheng, the flags blocked out the sun, covering the sky, as if a dark cloud was pressing down on the sky. The blades were like a forest, shining coldly, making people shudder.

Hundreds of thousands of Han soldiers were launching round after round of fierce attacks on Gucheng like a surging tide.

Generals such as Zhang Liao each led their elite troops and divided them into several groups to launch fierce attacks on Gucheng from different directions.

The Han army soldiers could only rely on simple ladders to climb up bravely.

But they forgot the fear of life and death, and fought bravely forward, just to destroy the barbarian army as soon as possible and avenge the dead Han people.

Meng Huo in the city, leading a group of panicked soldiers, fought desperately against the attack of the Han army.

Under the powerful offensive of the Han army, the morale of these southern barbarians was on the verge of collapse.

This originally peaceful small southern city is now in imminent danger.

After fighting for several days, Liu Bei finally launched his most powerful offensive.

He personally led the army and launched a fierce attack on the south gate of Gucheng.

Fifty thousand soldiers, like arrows shot from a bow, rushed forward in unison under the passionate trumpet sounds.

On the top of the city wall, Duosi was ordered to lead troops to defend the gate.

He looked at the Han army surging in like a tide outside the city, and his face was full of worry and fear.

He knew very well that with the few soldiers and horses he had, no matter how hard he tried, it would be in vain.

"Even if I die today, I will fight to the last soldier~~"

Duo Si suppressed the fear in his heart, tightly grasped the big knife in his hand, and shouted hoarsely:
"My fellow men of Nanzhong, the time has come to repay the king. Follow me and fight to the death~~"

Duosi's inspiring words did not receive any response.

The fear in the hearts of the barbarians was spreading, and their eyes were filled with despair.

Just when Duosi felt helpless, a group of soldiers came hurriedly to the city to reinforce.

"Bring it on, bro, you're finally here!"

Duo Si seemed to have seen a savior, and her spirits were instantly lifted:
"With your fresh troops, it will be no problem for me to stop the Han army."

Looking at the surging enemy troops outside the city, his face changed slightly and a trace of fear arose in his heart.

He rolled his eyes a few times, thinking secretly in his mind, and then he sighed:
"Brother, the Han army is very powerful and their numbers are several times greater than ours. We are no match for them.

If we continue to fight like this, we can only sit and wait for death~~"

"What do you mean?"

Duo Si glared at him and said resolutely:
"So what if we can't win the battle? It's nothing more than death. What's the big deal?"

Duosi scolded him harshly with angry words.

His brows furrowed slightly, and a barely perceptible murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, he pointed to the distance and shouted:
"Duosi, is that the King of Nanzhong?"

Duosi looked into the distance.

At this moment, the man behind her had a cold light flashing in his eyes. He suddenly drew out his sword and stabbed it fiercely at Duosi's back.

"puff--"

A scream.

Duosi felt a sharp pain in his back, his body swayed and he fell to the ground.

When he turned over, he was surprised to find that the person who attacked him was actually...

Endless shock surged across Duo Si's face. He widened his eyes and shouted in disbelief:
"Bring... you... do you want to... rebel?"

But he sneered and snorted disdainfully:
"Do you think I would sacrifice my life for Meng Huo, a foolish, arrogant, and overconfident person?" (End of this chapter)