My father-in-law Guan Yu, I persuaded Liu Bei to launch a surprise attack on Xiangyang at the beginn

The eldest son had just been shot and fallen, and within a few breaths, the fifth son was stabbed to death right before his eyes.

Her two sons died right before her eyes.

There was also the third son who was killed outside the mansion, the seven or eight sons who were killed outside the main hall, and other nephews and brothers…

The Sima family has been effectively wiped out!
Sima Fang collapsed to the ground again, staring blankly at his two sons, his trembling hands wanting to touch their corpses but not daring to.

After a moment of deathly silence, Sima Fang suddenly erupted, tears streaming down his face, weeping bitterly, and collapsed onto the corpses of his sons.

"Heavens above! What have I done wrong? Why are you treating me like this?!"

"My son, my son~~"

The cries of grief, anger, and despair echoed over the Sima family manor.

Deng Ai naturally recognized the old man in front of him as Sima Fang, the father of Sima Yi and the head of the Sima family.

Seeing his pitiful state, Deng Ai felt no sympathy whatsoever, only coldly snorting:
“Sima Fang, I’ve only killed a few of your sons… and you’re already so grief-stricken.”

"Your son advised Cao Pi to flood...flood Yanzhou, killing tens of thousands of people...what will become of them?"

Sima Fang was startled and abruptly raised his head, his eyes filled with resentment and astonishment as he sized up the stuttering young general before him.

Suddenly, he shivered and realized what was going on.

"You...you...you could you be a general of Chu, a subordinate of Liu Bei?"

Sima Fang pointed at Deng Ai with trembling eyes and asked excitedly.

Deng Ai didn't bother to hide it, and said with his head held high:
"Indeed, I am Deng Ai, the general who quells bandits under the command of the King of Chu."

"I have come here today on the orders of my lord, Grand Commandant Xiao... to exterminate your Sima clan as punishment for your son, Sima Yi, who presented Cao Pi with the treacherous plan to flood Yanzhou!"

Sima Fang's body jolted suddenly, and he was instantly jolted awake.

The truth came out.

No wonder these people dared to be so arrogant, even daring to massacre the Sima family.

It turned out to be the Chu army, Liu Bei's subordinates!
To Sima Fang's shock, Deng Ai was actually acting on Xiao He's orders to slaughter his entire Sima clan.

It is true that Cao Pi's plan to dig the Ji River was indeed devised by Sima Yi.

However, this matter was kept extremely secret. Apart from Cao Pi, Sima Yi had only told him about it, and even Zhang Chunhua, his wife, did not know about it.

How did Xiao He know that?

Could it be that Xiao He is truly an immortal with a third eye, capable of divination, as rumored?
Furthermore, Hanoi is the heartland of Wei, so how did this Chu army manage to penetrate so deep into Wen County without encountering any resistance?
At this moment, Sima Fang's mind was buzzing, and countless questions flashed through his mind like thunderclaps.

Deng Ai, however, was too lazy to appreciate his shock and astonishment. He slowly raised the blood-stained spear in his hand, preparing to take his life.

Faced with life and death, Sima Fang finally snapped out of his shock and confusion, and despair and sorrow once again replaced his aged face.

"Zhongda, Zhongda, with a ruthless and cunning strategist like Xiao He assisting the King of Chu, how could the King of Wei possibly be a match for him?"

"The State of Wei will surely perish at the hands of Liu Bei, and the Cao family will surely die under Xiao He's treacherous scheme!"

"You've chosen a path of annihilation for our Sima clan..."

Sima Fang was in tears, looking up at the sky and crying out in grief.

Deng Ai remained unmoved, thrusting out his blood-stained spear without hesitation.

"puff!"

A single shot pierced his chest.

Sima Fang's mournful cries abruptly ceased. He staggered back half a step and fell backward onto the corpses of his two sons.

Deng Ai scanned his surroundings, and the sounds of battle gradually subsided. He estimated that the Sima clan had been almost completely wiped out.

He said he would exterminate the entire family, but the Sima Manor was so big that if someone really hid, he wouldn't have the time to dig three feet into the ground to search for them.

Moreover, at this very moment, the entire Sima clan might not be present.

That should be enough to wipe them out roughly.

"Return to Luoyang. Before you leave, set fire to the Sima family's house... burn it down!"

Deng Ai raised his blood-stained spear.

The eight hundred Chu cavalrymen acted swiftly, lighting torches and throwing them throughout the manor.

Before long, the huge manor was engulfed in flames.

When Deng Ai led eight hundred cavalrymen out, he looked back and saw that the entire Sima family manor had been reduced to a sea of ​​fire.

Deng Ai gave a cold laugh, spurred his horse, and rode away in a cloud of dust.

Eight hundred Chu cavalrymen, carrying the glory of massacring the Sima clan, vanished into the billowing dust in the blink of an eye.

Behind us, thick smoke billowed straight into the sky, clearly visible for dozens of miles around…

At this moment, on the main road west of Wen County, a group of people were slowly heading east, heading towards Sima Manor.

Sima Yi rode his horse, sword at his side, at the head of the procession, while Cao Pi, who had been deprived of his lineage, lay in the carriage behind him.

"Second Young Master, we are almost at the Sima family's residence. Why don't you stay at my house for the night and continue your journey tomorrow?"

Sima Yi turned around and asked Cao Pi inside the carriage.

Cao Pi straightened up and peered eastward. Just as he was about to nod, his eyes suddenly darted around and he noticed something amiss.

"Zhongda, look at the black smoke in the sky, it seems to be coming from the direction of your Sima family?"

Cao Pi pointed to the distant horizon and said.

Sima Yi looked back and indeed saw faint wisps of black smoke rising from the southeast.

Upon closer inspection, faint flames could be seen flickering beneath the black smoke.

The location of the fireworks was the Sima family manor.

Sima Yi shuddered, a sense of extreme foreboding rising in his heart.

He immediately urged the carriage on, increasing its speed slightly, and headed straight for the Sima family's residence in the southeast of Wen County. By the time the group arrived, night had fallen.

The Sima family's residence was engulfed in flames, illuminating the surrounding area for miles around.

Outside the sea of ​​fire, the Wenxian militia, who had just arrived, were busy putting out the fire.

The few surviving members of the Sima clan were embracing each other, weeping bitterly.

Sima Yi was greatly alarmed. He didn't care about Cao Pi and spurred his horse to gallop over.

By the firelight, he recognized his sixth brother, Sima Jin, who was holding his three-year-old second son, Sima Zhao. The two uncles and nephews were already crying their eyes out.

"Huida, what happened? How did my Sima family come to this?"

Sima Yi dismounted and stumbled forward.

"Second brother, second brother~~"

Upon seeing Sima Yi, Sima Jin, as if grasping at a lifeline, stumbled forward, buried his face in Sima Yi's arms, and burst into tears.

Sima Zhao also stepped forward, babbling and hugging Sima Yi's leg, wailing loudly.

Sima Yi sensed something was wrong and quickly helped Sima Jin up, shouting excitedly:
"Huida, what exactly happened? How did my Sima family end up like this?"

"Where is Father? Where are my elder brothers? Where are your sister-in-law and Shi'er?"

Sima Jin wiped away his tears and cried out in a sorrowful voice:

"Second brother, while you were away, our Sima family was wiped out—"

Sima Yi felt as if he had been struck on the head with a heavy hammer. His mind went blank, and he lost his footing, falling to the ground in shock.

Genocide!

These two words, like two thunderbolts, struck him instantly, leaving him dizzy and disoriented, his soul scattered.

After taking a few deep breaths, Sima Yi regained some of his senses, struggled to his feet, and grabbed Sima Jin, roaring like a madman:

"How could my Sima family have been wiped out? Explain yourself! Explain yourself!"

Sima Jin let out a long sigh and said with grief and indignation:

"During the daytime, a military officer of sixteen or seventeen years old led eight hundred cavalrymen and suddenly stormed into our Sima family."

“That scoundrel killed my third brother first, then my sister-in-law, and then led his troops into our manor, killing everyone in sight.”

"Father, eldest brother, fourth brother, and the others were all killed by them, and my nephew Shi'er also died in the chaos of battle."

“All our fathers, uncles, cousins, and other relatives who lived on the manor were killed by them.”

"I took Zhao'er and hid in the cellar, which is how I managed to escape this disaster."

"After killing people, those people set fire to our Sima family manor before leaving, turning it into a wasteland."

He finished recounting the whole story with a heavy heart.

Sima Yi froze on the spot.

His mouth was wide open, his face was distorted, and his eyes looked as if he had heard the most terrifying and unbelievable thing he had ever heard.

Overnight, his father and brothers were all dead, his wife and children perished, and his entire clan was slaughtered…

Brothers and sisters, uncles who watched him grow up, his wife Zhang Chunhua, his eldest son Sima Shi…

Were they all killed?

They perished in the flames, leaving not even a trace of their remains.

Sima Yi was in a daze, refusing to believe that this cruel fact was real.

He preferred to believe that he was dreaming.

All that I see and hear is nothing but a false alarm in a dream.

Sima Jin then prostrated himself on the ground again, grabbing Sima Yi's arm and saying:
"Second brother, you must avenge Father, avenge our brothers, and avenge our Sima clan!"

Sima Yi only snapped back to reality when he heard Sima Jin's wailing, realizing that he was not dreaming.

What we see before us, though cruel, is the truth.

The Sima clan was truly wiped out!
"what--"

Sima Yi let out a mournful cry, his anger rising to his head, his vision blurred, and he swayed as if about to collapse.

"Second brother!"

"Daddy~~"

Sima Jin and his son Sima Zhao hurriedly helped Sima Yi up.

With his eyes tightly closed and his jaw clenched, Sima Yi gasped for breath, using all his mental and physical strength to forcefully suppress the anger surging to his head.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyeballs were bulging, his eye sockets were bloodshot, and he looked as ferocious as a wild beast.

"Hui Da, tell me, who dared to annihilate my Sima family in the heart of my Great Wei?"

"Who is it? Who is so audacious and brutal as a beast?"

Sima Yi's forehead veins bulged as he grabbed Sima Jin and roared hysterically.

His terrifying expression, as if possessed by a vengeful ghost, made Sima Jin shudder.

After a while, Sima Jin finally came to his senses and hurriedly said in a trembling voice:
“I heard from the escaped servants that the bandits who came did not look like our Wei army in their armor, but rather like the Chu army.”

"The bandit leader had a slight stutter, and he seemed to have mentioned something about the Grand Commandant issuing an order..."

Sima Yi's thoughts raced, his eyes darting around, and the few clues in his mind instantly wove together the truth.

Suddenly.

Sima Yi's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in surprise:
"It was Xiao He, that sorcerer, who sent troops to slaughter my Sima family!" (End of Chapter)