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

"Prime Minister Xiao, Cao Lin is quite courageous and wants to break out!"

Deng Ai couldn't help but speak as he looked at the enemy troops rushing out.

He clenched his fists and there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

Xiao Fang sneered and said:

“He doesn’t want to become a barbecue, so he’s fighting to the death!
However, he is courting his own death!
Pass my order, archers, get ready!"

There was a flash of cold light in Xiao Fang's eyes, as if he had seen the end of the enemy.

Then, Xiao Fang swung the whip fiercely.

The sound of drums was like a death spell.

Sharp arrows rose into the air like locusts and pounced on the enemy with a sharp sound of wind.

The rain of arrows was so dense that it covered the entire sky.

The enemy rushed out of the city in a hurry and had no time to bring shields. They were unable to protect themselves from the overwhelming rain of arrows.

Sharp arrows rained down like raindrops, and the enemy troops were nailed to the ground in a pool of blood.

Some of the enemy soldiers were hit in the chest by sharp arrows, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Some were shot in the arms and covered their wounds in pain.

Screams echoed across the battlefield.

Under the rain of arrows, the enemy soldiers were nailed to the ground one after another, struggling in pain.

The sharp arrows continued to roll down as if there was no end.

Cao Lin desperately swung the sword in his hand to block all the flying arrows.

His arms were shaking from the excessive force, but his eyes remained firm. He rushed towards Xiao Fang and roared:

"Xiao Fang, I'm going to kill you!"

At this moment, he had no way to retreat, and the only way to survive was to fight to the death.

He knew he was no match for Xiao Fang, but he still wanted to fight.

"Prime Minister Xiao, I am willing to go into battle and capture that fellow alive!"

Deng Ai's eyes were wide open and he begged for orders in a voice as loud as a bell.

Xiao Fang nodded slightly, his eyes revealing his trust in Deng Ai.

He knew that Deng Ai was a martial arts master, on par with Zhao Yun, and that he would surely succeed in this battle.

After getting the approval, Deng Ai immediately rushed towards Cao Lin with the cold silver spear like an angry lion.

The silver spear flashed dazzlingly in the firelight.

"I'm going to kill you first, you bastard!"

When Cao Lin saw Deng Ai rushing towards him, he immediately became angry and roared.

He brandished the big knife in his hand, trying to overwhelm the opponent with his momentum.

When Cao Lin truly saw Deng Ai's power, the arrogance in his heart was instantly crushed.

He felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to his forehead. He subconsciously slowed down his horse, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

But by this time, it was too late.

Deng Ai appeared in front of him like a ghost, so fast that Cao Lin had no time to react.

Cao Lin's body shook violently, and fear welled up in his eyes.

The big knife that he had been holding tightly in his hand seemed to be under a spell at this moment. He forgot to use it and just hung it limply at his side.

next moment.

The silver spear in Deng Ai's hand slashed down like a violent storm.

The silver spear carried an overwhelming force, aiming to crush Cao Lin completely.

With a thunderous blow, Cao Lin felt as if all his internal organs were shattered. A large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his whole body was cut into the sky like a kite with a broken string.

Before Cao Lin landed on the ground, Deng Ai stabbed him again with a spear.

The silver spear flashed across the sky like lightning, carrying endless murderous intent.

With a horrifying sound, Cao Lin's body was chopped into several pieces, and the broken flesh and blood spilled all over the ground like raindrops.

Cao Lin's incomplete body fell to the ground with a scream. He was already dying, with only a weak breath left to gasp for life.

Deng Ai stood proudly with his spear in his hand, exuding a chilling murderous aura.

The surrounding Han army soldiers were horrified and felt awe in their hearts.

Deng Ai rode his horse, dragging the silver spear, covering Cao Lin's broken body.

Cao Lin struggled to get up, but he didn't realize that he couldn't get up at all.

His body was already broken into pieces, and every bit of his strength was lost in the attack just now.

"Cao Lin, you are a remnant of the pseudo-Qin dynasty. Today is the day of your death!" Deng Ai shouted angrily, raised the silver spear high again, and then chopped it down fiercely.

"Crack!"

Cao Lin's head fell to the ground instantly, and fear and unwillingness still remained in his wide-open eyes.

Cao Lin was killed.

Xiao Fang slowly looked back at the Gulie City that had been baptized by war.

This most important city of Goguryeo was now a sea of ​​fire, with the raging flames engulfing the entire city.

The fire finally died down.

The Goguryeo soldiers were either killed by the sharp swords of the Han army or burned to death by the ruthless fire. The whole city was filled with a strong smell of death.

Xiao Fang rode his horse and led his army into the ruins.

The ruins and charred corpses on the ground all showed the tragedy.

Liao Hua came down from the top of the mountain and led his army to meet Xiao Fang.

In this battle, Liao Hua led the troops and commanded the troops well, and he deserves the greatest credit.

Xiao Fang was overjoyed and immediately ordered a generous reward for Liao Hua and his subordinates.

After the fall of this city, the road leading to the capital of Goguryeo, Guonei City, was completely opened up.

Xiao Fang acted decisively and left behind a part of his troops to guard the city to prevent the enemy from counterattacking.

The next day, at daybreak, Xiao Fang led his army straight to the inner city like a surging tide.

...

Domestic city, main hall.

The music was soft and gentle, and the soft and graceful tune might have intoxicated people on ordinary days, but it seemed particularly harsh at this moment.

Cao Yu sat on the dragon throne, holding a glass of fine wine in his hand. He drank while enjoying the dance and music in the hall.

Several women lay around him like docile sheep, humbly accompanying him to drink, their eyes full of fear and helplessness.

Gao Shangwu stood aside, feeling extremely angry and ashamed, and secretly clenched his fists.

His nails dug deeply into his palms, blood slowly flowing down between his fingers, but he was completely unaware.

Those women were originally his favorite concubines, but now they were being taken advantage of by Cao Yu.

As the king of a country, Gao Shangwu felt as if his heart was being cut by thousands of sharp blades as his kingdom and women were being robbed.

He lived in the hope that Gao Yanyou would rush into the city like a god and kill Cao Yu to avenge him.

"Something big happened, something big happened!"

Yang Yi rushed in with a serious and panicked look on his face.

Cao Yu's face darkened and he said unhappily:

"What big deal could it be? You're in such a hurry. How can you be so indecent!"

"The Han army has breached Gulie City, and Cao Lin has been killed."

Yang Yi reported the bad news in a trembling voice, shouting:

"The Han army is heading towards Neigucheng!"

moment.

The smug smile on Cao Yu's face was completely shattered.

The wine glass in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang", and the wine splashed all over the floor.

His body froze instantly and he sat stiffly in his seat, his eyes filled with fear and astonishment.

"what?"

He jumped up suddenly and asked angrily.

There was a hint of disbelief in his voice.

"Gulie City has been breached."

Yang Yi cried and repeated, her voice trembling:

"Cao Lin will be beheaded."

"Xiao Fangzheng leads the Han army and approaches Neigucheng!"

Cao Yu staggered and fell to the ground.

His legs lost their strength and could no longer support his body.

"impossible."

"Gulie City is extremely strong, and Cao Lin is very good at commanding troops, so how could it be lost..."

Obviously, he was unwilling to accept this cruel fact, as if as long as he didn't admit it, none of this would happen. (End of this chapter)