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

Cao Rui's eyes were like torches, and his two swords slashed out swiftly and fiercely like snakes spitting their tongues, the sword shadows flashing and the cold light chilling.

Under this fierce and unparalleled attack, Luo Na was instantly cut into pieces, his mangled body falling to the ground in a sorry state like a broken puppet.

With the fall of Lona, the last of Yuezhi's old ministers also met a tragic end, and the brilliance of his life was dimmed.

Without hesitation, Cao Rui strode over Luo Na's mangled corpse, charging aggressively towards the city wall, each step seemingly striking the heartstrings of his enemies.

On the city wall, the atmosphere was so tense it felt like the air itself could ignite.

Vinnu stared wide-eyed in horror at the scene before her, witnessing firsthand the gruesome death of Rana by Cao Rui's incredibly sharp sword.

She never expected that Cao Rui would possess such extraordinary martial arts skills; his sharp sword techniques filled her with fear.

Seeing that the defense line carefully constructed by his personal guards was easily breached by Cao Rui, who was advancing unstoppably towards the city wall.

Pinu's heart sank. She knew clearly that the tide had turned and the situation was beyond saving.

She realized with despair that not only would she not receive reinforcements from the Han Kingdom, but she was also on the verge of death and was about to be mercilessly killed by Cao Rui.

"Alas, I really shouldn't have taken in Cao Rui!"

Vinu looked up to the sky and sighed, his voice filled with endless regret.

"This is all my own fault!"

She closed her eyes in anguish, tears welling up in them.

Just then, a series of thunderclaps, like ten thousand horses galloping, suddenly came from the east, shaking the earth slightly.

Vinu's body trembled, and he turned around sharply. He saw that the despair in his eyes had instantly turned into uncontrollable joy.

The night was as dark as ink, yet it could not conceal the figures surging in like a tidal wave.

Countless Han soldiers were sweeping in with overwhelming force, their battle cries shattering the night sky.

The Han army has arrived!
At this critical moment, the Han army finally arrived!

Vinu was overjoyed and cried out eagerly:

"Open the city gates immediately and let the Han army into the city!"

As she gave the order, the city gates slowly opened and the drawbridge crashed down.

The gate leading to the Blue Moon was now unobstructed, as if welcoming the victor.

Deng Ai, with his agile figure, rode his horse and brandished his spear, charging into the city gate like a black lightning bolt. Wherever he went, the enemy troops scattered.

At that moment, Cao Rui had just rushed to the city gate, preparing to climb the tower in one fell swoop to kill Pi Nu and vent his hatred.

However, when he saw Deng Ai's figure entering the city like a god of war, his body immediately froze on the spot, as if he had been frozen in place.

The Han army eventually entered the city.

Moreover, Deng Ai was the first to break through the city gate, which filled him with shock and resentment.

"Cao Rui, Deng Ai is here!"

Deng Ai roared, his voice booming like a bell, making Cao Rui's eardrums ache.

"Today, you can't escape even if you have wings!"

Deng Ai's eyes were like torches, fixed on Cao Rui, and he charged toward him with murderous intent.

Cao Rui felt a chill run down his spine. He was well aware of how skilled Deng Ai was in martial arts.

He knew he was no match for Deng Ai, and his heart was filled with despair.

"drive!"

Cao Rui frantically turned his horse around and fled as if a demon were chasing him.

"Where are you going!"

Deng Ai roared and pursued relentlessly like a tiger descending a mountain.

Cao Rui couldn't help but glance back, only to be shocked to see Deng Ai closing in on him like a shadow, his sharp killing intent sending chills down his spine.

"Damn it, how can I get rid of him..."

Cao Rui panicked and cried out, his voice filled with helplessness.

"Guards! Stop this scoundrel!"

Cao Rui shouted at the top of his lungs, hoping that his guards could hold off Deng Ai's pursuit.

Cao Rui's personal guards were indeed loyal. Seeing Cao Rui's order, they disregarded their own lives and rushed towards Deng Ai like moths to a flame.

"Stubborn to the end, kill!"

Deng Ai let out a fierce roar that shook the surrounding area.

Then, he brandished his silver spear wildly, sweeping forward like a dragon emerging from the sea, the spear flashing and its cold light chilling. Under Deng Ai's fierce attack, Cao Rui's personal guards were all stabbed to the ground, blood splattering everywhere.

A bloody path stretched along the main street, like a death tunnel.

Cao Rui's personal guards were all killed by Deng Ai and scattered in all directions.

Cao Rui, who had just caught a brief respite, was racking his brains to figure out how to break through the encirclement.

Suddenly, a powerful killing intent emanated from behind him, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Cao Rui looked back and was shocked to see that Deng Ai had caught up with him like a ghost.

"So many people couldn't stop them?"

Cao Rui was terrified, and cold sweat poured down his face, soaking his clothes.

Just then, Deng Ai caught up behind him and thrust his silver spear at Cao Rui like lightning.

There is no escape!
Cao Rui felt a sense of foreboding. He mustered all his strength and slashed back with his long sword, attempting a final struggle.

"clang……"

The gun and sword clashed, producing a deafening roar.

Cao Rui felt a numbness in his hand, and one of his swords was sent flying, drawing an arc in the air.

The surging, violent force crashed against Cao Rui's body like a tidal wave, causing him to sway.

Blood slowly seeped from the corner of his mouth, staining his clothes red.

"I couldn't even withstand a single move—"

Cao Rui was filled with shock and anger, his eyes filled with despair.

Deng Ai thrust his silver spear again, this time with speed and power far surpassing the previous one, like a white lightning bolt slicing through the night sky.

Cao Rui gritted his teeth, held his sword, and fought with all his might to defend himself. His eyes were bloodshot, and his expression was ferocious.

Sword and spear were about to clash again, unleashing even more intense sparks.

Suddenly, Deng Ai flicked his wrist, and the silver spear he was about to thrust out suddenly tilted to the side. He changed his move on the spot, turning a thrust into a parry.

Cao Rui tried to change his move, but it was too late; his actions were clearly a beat too slow.

"clang……"

The last sword was also knocked away, spinning in the air and flying into the distance.

Now, Cao Rui was unarmed, with no weapon left to defend himself.

How can we fight without a sword?
Cao Rui was filled with despair. He frantically turned his horse around and tried to escape again.

"Where to go!"

Deng Ai thrust out his silver spear again, as swift and fierce as a venomous snake.

"puff!"

The spearhead pierced Cao Rui's shoulder like a sharp blade, and blood gushed out instantly.

A scream rang out, and Cao Rui's face turned ashen with pain.

Deng Ai angrily flicked his wrist, sending Cao Rui flying into the air. His movements were swift, decisive, and ruthless.

"Dismount!"

Deng Ai swung his arms with astonishing force.

Cao Rui soared into the air and flew away like a kite with a broken string.

"boom!"

He crashed heavily to the ground, spitting blood, his body writhing in agony.

"I was shot down by him?"

Cao Rui lay on the ground, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Could today truly be my death day?"

His heart was filled with fear and resentment, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Cao Rui, what else do you have to say?"

Deng Ai loomed over Cao Rui like a towering mountain.

The blood-dripping spearhead hung low before Cao Rui, like a death sentence, filling him with utter despair. (End of Chapter)