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

Wen Hui panicked and said urgently:

"Marshal, things have come to this point, we should hurry up and drive the Han army out of the city."

We cannot sit idly by and wait for our demise; we must take action to turn the situation around.

Kanra snapped out of his daze and shouted:

"Send the order to assemble the troops and drive the Han people out of Baisha City!"
We must let the Han army know that we Parthians are not to be trifled with!

Upon receiving the order, the Parthian soldiers grabbed their weapons and hurried toward the east gate.

Their faces were etched with tension and fear, but even more so with anger and determination.

They knew this would be a life-or-death battle, and they had to fight for their country and honor.

When Kanra arrived at the East Gate, he couldn't help but gasp.

On the east gate tower, the Han flag was already flying high, fluttering in the night wind.

The brightly colored flags, like sharp blades, stung his eyes.

Countless Han soldiers poured in from the east gate, surging towards the heart of Baisha City like a tidal wave, their battle cries shaking the heavens and the earth.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The battle cries were like thunder, sending chills down the spines of the Parthian soldiers.

They had never seen such a brave army, and a sense of fear welled up in their hearts.

"Kill! Drive the Han army out of Baisha City!"

With a furious roar, Kanla brandished his long sword and charged towards the Han army like a tiger.

His swordsmanship was incredibly fierce, each strike carrying boundless power, and wherever he went, Han soldiers fell one after another.

With a swift stroke, the knife fell; with a swift stroke, the knife fell…

Blood splattered on him, but he was oblivious, his eyes filled only with hatred and murderous intent.

Inspired by him, the Parthian army fought desperately and forced the Han army to retreat.

Their morale soared, as if they could see the hope of victory.

The situation seemed to be in Parthia's favor.

At this moment, a Han soldier arrived like a whirlwind.

He moved swiftly, his long sword ruthlessly reaping the lives of Parthian soldiers.

Wherever they went, the Parthian army fell, their blood staining the earth red.

This person was Guan Xing.

"Han dog!"

"Kanla is here!"

"Death!"

Kanra roared and spurred his horse forward.

His eyes were filled with anger and hatred, as if he wanted to tear Guan Xing to pieces.

Guan Xing suddenly looked up and saw General Parthia charging towards him.

His eyes narrowed, revealing a confident glint, and he shouted:

"Today, let the Parthian dogs witness the power of my mighty Han! Prepare to die!"

Having said that, Guan Xing brandished his long sword and charged forward in a frenzy.

His swordsmanship was incredibly fierce, each strike carrying the force of wind and thunder.

Two military officers, wielding long swords, slashed at each other.

The flashing swords and clashing blades, like lightning, intertwined in the night sky, dazzling the eye.

"boom!"

With a loud crash, the two swords clashed.

The sound was like a thunderclap, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly.

An immense force crashed down upon Kanla.

He felt a powerful force surge into his body, almost unbearable.

"Kaka!"

Veins bulged, joints cracked, and blood and qi surged wildly.

Kanra felt as if his internal organs had been severely damaged, and his body was being torn apart.

He endured the excruciating pain and tried to steady himself, but the long sword in his hand was already becoming uncontrollable.

"This is impossible!"

"How could such a brave and unparalleled warrior suddenly appear on the eastern frontier?"

Kanra's eyes widened, filled with astonishment and disbelief. Guan Xing, however, curled his lips into a cold smile and coldly shouted:

"Parthia's so-called illustrious general is nothing more than this. Prepare to die!"

After saying this, Guan Xing suddenly trembled with his longsword and once again swung it out like a raging dragon emerging from the sea.

In an instant.

The extremely sharp blade shadows poured down on Kanra like a storm, engulfing him completely.

"not good!"

Kanra was greatly alarmed and quickly brandished his sword to defend himself.

"Dang Dang Dang~~"

The sounds of metal clashing were incessant, sparks flew everywhere like fireworks, and amidst the flashing lights, it seemed as if thousands of rays of light were blooming wildly in the air.

The two swords clashed fiercely time and time again, each collision producing a deafening sound.

In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged more than ten blows on this small battlefield.

However, the situation gradually became clear, and Guan Xing, with his superb martial arts skills and powerful strength, steadily suppressed Kanla.

"Oh no, I'm no match for him!"

"If this bitter fighting continues, I will surely die today!"

Kanra felt a sense of foreboding. In desperation, he launched a few powerful attacks before abruptly turning his horse around in an attempt to escape.

"Hmph, do you think you can leave?"

Seeing this, Guan Xing's lips curled into a sneer. He steadily hung the long sword in his hand, then reached out and took the carved bow and arrows from his back.

He stood tall and proud, like an ancient pine tree, drawing his bow and nocking an arrow with fluid, effortless movements. Then, with piercing eyes, he aimed precisely at the fleeing Kanla.

"go with!"

With a gentle release of his fingertips, the arrow, like a shooting star piercing the night sky, swept towards Kanra's vest with a fierce gust of wind.

Kangle never imagined that this seemingly elderly veteran was so skilled in archery.

The arrow shot out like lightning, swift as a thunderbolt. By the time Kanra realized what was happening, it was already too late.

"puff!"

The arrow flew through an empty field, striking Kanra squarely in the back, the powerful impact causing him to stagger.

"Ah~~"

Kanla let out a piercing scream and fell uncontrollably from his horse, crashing heavily to the ground.

"That fellow is actually skilled in such archery?"

"This...how is this possible?"

A surge of overwhelming grief and indignation welled up within Kanra. His eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.

When he struggled to get up with all his might, he found that Guan Xing's tall figure was like a majestic mountain, completely enveloping him.

"You scoundrel from Parthia, do you submit?"

Guan Xing held a long knife, the tip of which was pointed directly at Kanla. His eyes were piercing as he coldly asked.

"Eastern dog, don't get too cocky here!"

"Our Heavenly Emperor will surely take your life to avenge me!"

Kanra glared with bloodshot eyes and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Hmph, you barbarian dog, since you're not convinced, then I'll kill you!"

A cold glint flashed in Guan Xing's eyes. He raised his long sword high and brought it down with a devastating force.

"You old dog from the East, our Heavenly Emperor—"

Kanra wanted to continue cursing, but Guan Xing's longsword fell like lightning, giving him no chance to finish speaking.

"Crack!"

With a crisp yet chilling sound, Kanra's head was severed by Guan Xing's blade, rolling to the ground, blood spurting out like a fountain.

Guan Xing stepped on Kanra's head, his eyes revealing boundless domineering power and majesty, and once again charged towards the Parthian soldiers like a fierce tiger.

At this moment, the situation was clear. The Parthian soldiers watched helplessly as their commander was killed on his horse. Their hearts were filled with fear and despair, and their fighting spirit collapsed instantly.

The collapse has begun.

They panicked like startled birds, running in all directions in complete chaos.

Guan Xing, wielding a long sword, was like a god of death, frantically reaping the lives of Parthian soldiers. Wherever he went, blood splattered and screams echoed.

Behind them, the Han generals surged forward like a raging tide, their morale soaring, their battle cries shaking the heavens and earth, slaughtering the Parthians until rivers of blood flowed and corpses littered the fields.

The Parthian army suffered a complete and utter defeat! (End of Chapter)