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

In the tranquil and solemn atmosphere of the Han camp, the night, like a huge black silk ribbon, slowly enveloped everything.

Inside the tent, the candlelight flickered, casting a dim and warm light that illuminated Xiao Fang's resolute face.

At this moment, Xiao Fang was preparing to extinguish the flickering candlelight and go to bed peacefully, allowing his weary body and mind to get a moment's rest in this quiet night.

But the peaceful night was suddenly shattered.

In an instant, a deafening roar of killing erupted outside the tent, like thunder, the sound like a howl from hell, instantly shattering the tranquility of the night.

Xiao Fang's brows furrowed instantly, and a flash of anger crossed his eyes like lightning.

"Reporting to Prime Minister Xiao, the Yuezhi army launched a sudden night attack, but it has been stopped!"

Outside the tent, Xu Chu's loud and steady voice rang out, like a thunderclap, echoing in the night sky.

"It turns out that the Yuezhi people were making a last-ditch effort."

Xiao Fang's lips curled slightly upward, revealing a disdainful sneer. He lightly waved his hand, a seemingly casual movement that carried an undeniable air of authority.

"Send word: Slaughter all the invading Yuezhi soldiers!"

"promise!"

Xu Chu, standing outside the tent, spoke with a voice as loud as a bell, rising to receive the order, his figure appearing exceptionally resolute in the night.

With a flick of his sleeve, Xiao Fang extinguished the candlelight in the tent, plunging the entire camp into darkness.

Outside the tent, the sounds of battle shook the heavens and earth, as if they were about to overturn the entire world.

The Yuezhi army was like a mad beast, launching a fierce attack on the Han camp's walls.

They knew that this battle was a matter of life and death for the Yuezhi Kingdom.

If they are defeated, the Yuezhi Kingdom will surely perish, and the Eastern Prime Minister will mercilessly slaughter them, erasing the Yuezhi people from the annals of history as if wiping away a tiny speck of dust.

Tonight, for them, is a life-or-death battle for survival, a desperate struggle with no way out.

"For the survival of the Yuezhi, break through the enemy camp!"

In the Yuezhi army, the female general Ushas brandished her silver spear, which gleamed coldly in the night, like a silver dragon.

She rallied the soldiers with her desperate shouts, her voice filled with resolve and tragedy.

The Yuezhi soldiers surged forward like a tidal wave, their eyes burning with a thirst for survival and hatred for their enemies.

Unfortunately, all of this was in vain.

The Han army was like an unshakeable Great Wall of Steel, so powerful that it filled them with despair.

The Yuezhi people could not even break through the Han army's defensive line. Every charge was like throwing an egg against a rock, and they were ruthlessly repelled by the Han army.

Moments later, the sound of gongs filled the camp, the urgent gongs like a death knell, breaking the silence of the night.

Generals such as Deng Ai quickly led their troops and rushed to the camp wall like arrows released from a bow.

The Han army's battle situation was instantly suppressed, as if an invisible hand had tightly gripped the Yuezhi army's offensive.

The crossbows were fired, and a barrage of arrows rained down on the Yuezhi army outside the camp.

The Yuezhi soldiers fell one after another on their charge, their bodies falling like felled wheat, their blood staining the earth red.

"Handed Swordsmen, advance!"

Guan Ping's eyes widened in fury, and he let out a deafening roar.

The sound was like thunder, echoing in the night sky, as if it would shatter the whole world.

The camp gates swung open, and the soldiers with horizontal swords, like a surging black torrent, swept towards the Yuezhi people.

Their steps were synchronized, each one seemingly treading on the hearts of the Yuezhi people.

The Yuezhi people were hacked to pieces along with their swords under their attack, a horrific scene too gruesome to bear.

The Yuezhi people were forced to retreat step by step by the Han army's cavalry, and their defensive line collapsed instantly, like a sandcastle swept by a strong wind.

"Tiger Cavalry, follow me to defeat the enemy!"

Deng Ai let out a long roar and spurred his horse forward, his agile figure resembling an eagle spreading its wings and soaring high.

The iron cavalry surged forward like a tide, attacking the Yuezhi army from both flanks.

Wherever the iron cavalry passed, a scene of bloodshed and carnage unfolded. Yuezhi soldiers fell one after another, none spared. A chorus of screams rang out as the Yuezhi army was cut in two, like trees cleaved by a sharp blade, instantly losing their fighting capacity.

After that, the Han army poured out in full force, like a pack of hungry wolves, and surrounded the Yuezhi army.

In an instant, blood flowed like a river and corpses littered the ground; the horrific scene resembled a living hell.

In less than half an hour, the Yuezhi army was surrounded by the Han army and was in dire straits.

Amidst the chaos of battle, Usais brandished her silver spear like an enraged lioness, relentlessly slashing and killing enemies.

Although she was a female general, she was highly skilled in martial arts and killed many Han soldiers.

Unfortunately, all of this was in vain. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't reverse the already predetermined outcome of the battle.

"Is there really no hope for our great Yuezhi?"

An overwhelming sense of sorrow welled up in Usaas's heart.

She felt utterly helpless and desperate, as if she were in a dark abyss, unable to see a glimmer of hope.

In desperation, she screamed at the top of her lungs:

"Retreat! The entire army retreats back to Blue Moon..."

The night raid has failed; all she can do now is bring back as many soldiers as possible.

For every soldier who escapes back, they still have a sliver of hope, a tiny chance to rebuild the Yuezhi Kingdom.

It was too late. After breaking through the Yuezhi formation, Deng Ai had already attacked from behind enemy lines, like a fierce cheetah, swiftly cutting off the Yuezhi army's retreat.

The Yuezhi army turned to flee, but were routed by the Tiger Cavalry, and their formation collapsed instantly.

Usaas charged forward desperately, trying to fight his way out, his eyes filled with determination and madness.

"You Yuezhi wretch, where do you think you're going!"

A roar, as loud as thunder, resounded.

Directly ahead, Deng Ai carved a bloody path, charging straight towards Ushas like a war god.

"You Han scoundrel, even if I die today, I'll drag you down with me!"

Usasu spurred his horse, spear in hand, and charged toward Deng Ai.

Her eyes burned with the flames of hatred, as if she wanted to burn Deng Ai to ashes.

Two riders, treading a path stained with blood, charged forward in a mighty procession.

Two silver spears, like two silver lightning bolts, pierced towards each other.

In an instant, the two riders collided, producing a loud "bang!" The sound was like a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting, making people's eardrums hurt.

The blood mist expanded, like a red cloud, filling the air.

Deng Ai burst through the blood mist, his figure as swift and agile as a ghost.

Usaas let out a scream and flew backward off his horse, crashing to the ground in a pathetic state that evoked pity.

"I am the number one female general of the Yuezhi, yet I couldn't even withstand a single move?"

As Usaas landed, his eyes were filled with endless horror and despair.

She couldn't believe that she had been defeated so easily by Deng Ai. Her once-proud martial arts skills seemed so vulnerable at this moment.

"Tie up this barbarian woman and hand her over to His Majesty for disposal!"

Deng Ai gave the order loudly, his voice filled with authority and coldness.

The cavalry surged forward like a tide and bound Usasu tightly.

Deng Ai brandished his spear and charged at the Yuezhi army again. His figure was like the Grim Reaper, weaving through the Yuezhi army.

Blood flowed like rivers, corpses littered the fields; the horrific scene was chilling.

Tonight, outside the Han camp, the Yuezhi people have been plunged into hell.

The carnage continued until dawn, when the blood mist gradually settled.

Tens of thousands of Yuezhi soldiers were almost completely wiped out, with only a few thousand managing to escape. (End of Chapter)