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

Finally, at dusk, the mountains gradually opened up, and after they passed the valley mouth, they were completely out of the range of the domestic city.

Cao Yu looked at everything in front of him and couldn't help but sneered:

"That Xiao Fang made a mistake and ultimately failed to kill me.

He thought he had a sure win, but he didn't expect that I, Cao Yu, would not die."

"Your Majesty is blessed with great fortune, so you will naturally be able to turn misfortune into fortune.

After all, Xiao Fang is a human being, not a god, so how can he have every possible plan?

He planned everything, but still let His Majesty escape. This is God's will."

Yang Yi quickly nodded in agreement, a relaxed smile appearing on his face.

The words trailed off.

Suddenly, a deafening roar of killing came from the front, like a bolt from the blue.

Cao Yu and others looked carefully and saw countless soldiers and horses blocking the road. It turned out to be an ambush of the Han army!
Thousands of troops are galloping forward with great momentum.

Cao Yu's face suddenly turned pale with horror and he almost fell to the ground.

Yang Yi and the more than one hundred personal guards turned pale with fear in their eyes, as if they had seen the coming of the god of death.

Their bodies were shaking uncontrollably and they almost dropped their weapons.

From the Han army formation, a rider slowly stepped out, wearing silver armor and holding a spear, like a god of war descending to earth.

"Zhao Yun?"

Cao Yu cried out in shock, his voice filled with fear and despair.

His legs went weak and he almost collapsed to the ground, but fortunately he was supported by his confidant.

More than a hundred guards were instantly frightened out of their wits and could hardly stand.

They looked at each other like a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

The corners of Zhao Yun's mouth rose slightly, revealing an extremely sarcastic smile, as if Cao Yu was just an ant in his eyes.

He stared at Cao Yu and said loudly:

"Cao Yu, do you think you are the only one in the world who knows that secret passage?"

The words were like a sharp knife, piercing Cao Yu's heart.

Cao Yu's body shook violently, as if hit by a bolt from the blue.

In an instant, his mind was like a tangled mess, with all kinds of thoughts flooding into his mind.

He instantly understood the whole story.

It turned out that Xiao Fang was meticulous and had already used his keen insight to discover that there was a secret passage in the Gao family palace that could lead out of the city.

This secret passage was hidden extremely secretly and almost no one knew about it on normal days. However, Xiao Fang somehow managed to dig it out.

Not only that, Xiao Fang also used careful reasoning to figure out that Gao Shangwu would certainly leak this crucial secret in order to save his own life.

Gao Shangwu is a coward who is afraid of death. When faced with a life-and-death situation, he will definitely choose to sell out this secret passage in order to protect himself.

What’s even more amazing is that Xiao Fang accurately predicted that when Cao Yu was desperate, he would definitely choose to escape through this secret passage.

Therefore, Xiao Fang made arrangements in advance and sent elite troops to ambush at the exit of the secret passage, just to intercept the fleeing Cao Yu in one fell swoop.

There is no such thing as divine blessing!
In fact, every step of Cao Yu was already completely under Xiao Fang's control. Just like chess pieces on a chessboard, Xiao Fang could see every move clearly.

"Xiao Fang..."

Cao Yu was filled with grief and anger, and despair surged in his heart like a tide.

He stood there blankly, as if he was in an endless dark abyss, unable to find a way out.

Zhao Yun, however, looked stern and said coldly:

"Cao Yu, you colluded with foreigners and attempted to harm the Han Dynasty, causing the people to become homeless and suffering.

Today I will eliminate this scourge of yours and restore the dignity of the Han people!"

After saying this, Zhao Yun raised the spear in his hand fiercely.

The big cavalrymen behind him rushed towards Cao Yu and others like a surging tide.

The sound of horse hooves shook the earth, and the dust raised covered the sky. "What should we do?
Yang Yi, what should we do? "

Cao Yu was panicked, like an ant on a hot pan, and he shouted at Yang Yi beside him.

Yang Yi's face was tragic, and there was a resolute light in his eyes.

He resolutely drew his sword and shouted:

"What else can we do? We can only fight to the death and break through. Maybe there is still a glimmer of hope!
We must not sit still and wait for death, we must fight for our dignity!"

After saying this, he kicked his horse's belly and rushed towards the Han army like an arrow.

The guards also clenched their teeth, with a determined light flashing in their eyes.

They held their weapons tightly, determined to die, and followed Yang Yi, rushing towards the Han army.

They seemed to have put life and death aside.

They knew in their hearts that this battle might be their last, but they still did not retreat.

In order to protect Cao Yu, for that glimmer of hope of survival, they are willing to pay any price.

Only Cao Yu, at this critical moment, turned his horse around and fled.

All he thought about was his own life.

In the end, he was still scared and made a plan in his mind. He wanted to use Yang Yi and others to hold Zhao Yun back, while he took the opportunity to escape into the mountains and forests to look for a chance to survive.

He thought that as long as he escaped into the mountains, he could escape Zhao Yun's pursuit and save his life.

"Where to go!"

Upon seeing this, Zhao Yun shouted loudly, shaking the mountains and forests.

So he rode his horse at full speed, raising clouds of dust with his horse's hooves, and chased after Cao Yu.

There was only one thought in my mind:
That is to completely eradicate Cao Yu, the remnant of the pseudo-Qin, and eliminate a major threat to the Han Dynasty.

"Cao Yu, you coward!"

Yang Yi was filled with grief and anger when he saw that Cao Yu was the first to escape.

His eyes were wide open and he was cursing loudly, full of disappointment and anger towards Cao Yu.

They originally thought that Cao Yu would fight alongside them, but they did not expect that Cao Yu was so afraid of death that he abandoned them for his own life.

Before he could finish his curse, Zhao Yun had already flashed past him like a ghost.

The spear in his hand was swung out like lightning, and the gun fell down as his hand rose.

"Crack!"

A creepy sound was heard, and Yang Yi and his horse were cut into two pieces by Zhao Yun's spear.

Blood splashed like a fountain, forming a bloody mist.

Yang Yi's body fell heavily to the ground, with helplessness still lingering in his eyes.

Zhao Yun passed through the blood mist and chased after Cao Yu without stopping.

In just a few breaths, Zhao Yun caught up with Cao Yu like a gust of wind, making Cao Yu feel a chill.

"I'll fight you!"

Cao Yu roared and swung the sword in his hand, then slashed at Zhao Yun with his backhand, trying to make a final resistance.

Before the sword style was fully unfolded, the long sword in Zhao Yun's hand was easily knocked away.

The sword fell heavily to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yun's silver spear swirled like a dragon and hit Cao Yu's face.

Cao Yu let out a shrill scream, and a tooth flew out along with blood, drawing a bloody arc in the air.

His figure soared into the air like a kite with a broken string, blood gushed out of his mouth, forming a bloody mist in the air.

Then, it flew down heavily, hit the ground, and raised a cloud of dust.

He didn't even see Zhao Yun's moves clearly before he was knocked off his horse. (End of this chapter)