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

"kill--"

Beside him, Zhao Yun spurred his horse and brandished his spear, charging out like a bright, flowing rainbow.

Guan Xing, Zhang Bao, Deng Ai and other young generals all charged forward.

More than 30,000 Chu soldiers suddenly broke through their formation and rushed towards the trapped Wei army like a tidal wave.

The two armies clashed violently.

Men and horses fell, screams erupted, and blood gushed into the air…

This time, Wei Jun was not so lucky.

In the breakout battle just now, driven by their will to survive, their potential for a desperate fight had been fully unleashed.

Their physical strength and fighting spirit had long been exhausted.

Now, facing the 30,000 most elite troops of the Great Chu, even though they are still fighting for survival, they are already no match for them.

In an instant, the Wei army was scattered and surrounded by the Chu army.

"Kill! Kill! Kill all the Chu dogs!"

Le Jin ran wildly on foot, yelling like a mad dog, wildly slashing at the Chu army with his long sword.

at last.

After slaying a Chu cavalryman and luckily seizing a warhorse, Le Jin's confidence soared, as if he had seen a glimmer of hope for breaking through the encirclement.

"You treacherous dog Yue Jin, Zhao Yun is here! Prepare to die!"

A thunderous roar shattered Le Jin's hopes.

As he turned his horse around, he was shocked to see Zhao Yun, covered in blood and treading on snow, charging straight at him like a god of war amidst the chaos of battle.

Le Jin felt a chill run down his spine, instantly sensing the scent of death.

The opponent came too fast; he had nowhere to avoid it or escape, so he had no choice but to take it head-on.

But the other party was Zhao Yun.

Many Wei generals died at his hands!
Rumor has it that his martial arts skills are unmatched since Lü Bu.

How could I possibly be a match for such an invincible figure?
Le Jin was in despair.

Faced with death, he could only grit his teeth and cry out in grief and indignation:
"You dare to be so arrogant, Zhao? I, Yue Jin, will fight you to the death today!"

He spurred his horse, his blood-stained blade tucked under his arm, and charged toward Zhao Yun.

The two riders collided and headed towards each other.

Le Jin took a deep breath, unleashed his most powerful strike, and used all the martial arts he had ever mastered.

Before the blade was drawn, a burst of cold light suddenly appeared before my eyes.

Zhao Yun thrust out his spear, creating a shower of light and shadow that seemed to rain down like countless pear blossoms.

The mix of reality and illusion had made it impossible for him to distinguish which shot was real and which was just a shadow.

"puff--"

There was a dull tearing sound.

Le Jin felt a sharp pain in his chest. Before he could react, his body was as fragile as paper as when Zhao Yun's Dragon Gall Spear pierced him into the air.

With the spear tip withdrawn, Le Jin's massive, mangled body, gushing blood, crashed heavily to the ground.

Upon landing, he shakily reached out and touched his chest, only to find a bloody hole.

"I couldn't even withstand a single blow from him..."

Yue Jin was filled with terror and despair, blood gushing from his chest. He looked up to the sky and cried out in anguish:

"King Wei, I, Yue Jin, have not failed your kindness in recognizing my talent. I have done my utmost, I have done my utmost—"

"what--"

After a desperate and sorrowful wail, Yue Jin straightened up, his face frozen in a moment of grief, indignation, and resentment.

"Vulnerable!"

Zhao Yun snorted coldly, turned his horse around and cut off Le Jin's head. He brandished his Dragon Gall Spear and charged once again at the terrified Wei soldiers.

A few dozen steps away.

Cao Ren rode his horse like the wind, charging wildly toward Liu Bei's royal banner.

He brandished a blood-red blade wildly, slaying countless Chu soldiers who stood in his way.

Driven by the madness of a trapped beast, he actually broke through a bloody path, determined to reach Liu Bei's presence.

"Form ranks and protect the King!"

Guan Xing brandished his longsword, and a group of swordsmen and shieldmen stepped forward, forming a shield formation to block Liu Bei.

Liu Bei immediately gripped his sword, his gaze cold and unwavering, watching Cao Ren charge forward like a mad dog.

After a few breaths.

Cao Ren, alone on horseback, charged into the Chu army's shield formation with frenzied momentum.

A series of shattering sounds, screams, and crashes rang out…

Cao Ren knocked down several Chu soldiers and, like a trapped beast struggling in its death throes, plunged headlong into the Chu army's ranks.

In the end, it was nothing more than a dying struggle.

After knocking down several swordsmen and shieldmen, Cao Ren's charge came to a halt, and he was surrounded by the sea of ​​Chu soldiers from all sides.

Countless long swords came slashing from all directions.

Cao Ren swung his arms until they were smoking, his blood-stained blade flashing wildly as he charged toward Liu Bei without regard for anything else.

However, his advance slowed down, while the number of Chu troops surrounding him increased.

Alone on horseback, like a drop in the ocean, how could he possibly turn the tide?
Seeing Cao Ren's madness and recalling his various atrocities in Liyang City, Liu Bei thought that letting Cao Ren die amidst thousands of troops was too lenient for him.

Thinking of this, Liu Bei raised his whip and shouted:

"All generals, listen to my command! Whoever captures Cao Ren alive will be rewarded with a hundred gold pieces and promoted one rank!"

With such a generous reward, the morale of the soldiers was instantly ignited.

Guan Xing's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted:
"Get out of the way, everyone! I'll take care of this thief!"

The Chu army opened up like waves.

Guan Xing, dragging his blood-stained blade and riding a fierce steed, charged towards Cao Ren like a streak of fire.

Through the blood mist, Cao Ren vaguely saw Guan Yu charging towards him, and he was terrified.

Only when Guan Xing was right in front of him did he realize that the attacker was not the bearded man, but a young Chu general.

With a crescent-shaped halberd in hand and a face as red as a jujube, he must be Guan Yu's son.

"Guan family brat, I am wary of your father even with him here. How dare you be so arrogant in front of me?"

"I'll take your dog's life—"

Cao Ren roared disdainfully, veins bulging on his arms, his blood-red blade trailing a thick mist of blood as he slashed wildly at Guan Xing, who was charging towards him. "Remnants of the Cao family, how dare you underestimate this general!"

Guan Xing flew into a rage, and his crescent blade swept upwards like a wheel.

Where the blade passed, it was like a sky-cleaving blade, carrying a devastating pressure, and crashed down with overwhelming force.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the two long swords clashed violently.

"throat!"

A deafening roar, as if the earth were collapsing and the sky were falling.

The ear-piercing metallic roar shot out in all directions, making the scalps of the soldiers on both sides go numb.

The expanding and splashing airflow was like an invisible wave, overturning all the soldiers within a few steps as if they were made of paper.

Cao Ren felt a sharp pain in his tiger's mouth as a powerful force crashed down on him like Mount Tai, instantly knocking his long sword away.

An invisible, raging force flowed into his body through the long sword, whipping him like a water-soaked whip, making his insides feel like they were about to burst.

His internal organs were instantly injured.

"This kid's swordsmanship actually possesses the might of his father, Guan Yu?"

Cao Ren's eyes widened, realizing that he had underestimated Guan Xing.

Like father, like son.

"So much for being the Cao family's number one general! He's nothing special!"

Guan Xing, who turned his horse around, scoffed dismissively.

He brandished his crescent-shaped blade once more.

Layer upon layer of sword shadows formed an iron curtain that covered Cao Ren.

Cao Ren had no time to be angry; he quickly took a deep breath and suppressed the qi and blood in his internal organs.

He raised his long sword and angrily met Guan Xing's overwhelming sword strikes.

"Dang Dang Dang——"

The knives clashed repeatedly, producing a series of deafening sounds.

The wind howled, stirring up a cloud of snow dust that enveloped the two of them.

The soldiers around them were forced to retreat step by step, not daring to come closer.

Guan Xing inherited Guan Yu's martial arts skills, so his strength was naturally formidable.

Cao Ren was no pushover either.

In a normal confrontation, Cao Ren would at most be at a slight disadvantage, and it would not be easy for Guan Xing to take his life.

However, since breaking out of the city, Cao Ren had been fighting for several hours and was exhausted, with both men and horses worn out and unable to continue.

Given this situation, and then encountering a rookie like Guan Xing, how could they possibly fight again?

Within a few exchanges, Cao Ren was completely suppressed by Guan Xing.

As the tenth person walked past, Guan Xing suddenly let out a thunderous shout from the snow and mist.

A deafening roar followed immediately.

Then, a streak of blood-red light shot out from the snow dust and landed heavily a few steps away.

That was Cao Ren's longsword.

The outcome has been decided.

As the snow settled, the two figures became clear again.

Guan Xing stood with his sword drawn, his imposing presence like that of a divine general, just like Guan Yu himself.

Cao Ren's hands were empty, his iron armor on his back was shattered, and a bloody gash was clearly visible, with blood continuously flowing out.

After swaying for a moment, Cao Ren fell heavily off his horse.

"I actually lost to Guan Yu's son! I actually lost to a little brat!"

Cao Ren, lying on the ground, gritted his teeth, his face filled with grief, indignation, and resentment, struggling to get up.

Unfortunately, exhausted and wounded by the knife, Cao Ren was no longer able to get up.

The remaining Wei soldiers, who were still desperately holding on, saw Yue Jin killed and Cao Ren fall from his horse, and their last remaining fighting spirit crumbled.

They threw down their weapons and knelt down in droves, wailing and begging to surrender to the Chu army.

The Chu soldiers, blinded by rage, cared nothing for whether the enemy surrendered or not; they only remembered Liu Bei's edict to exterminate the Wei invaders.

The blades and spears continued to rain down on these beastly Wei soldiers…

Guan Xing sheathed his long sword, bent down, grabbed Cao Ren's belt, and carried him like a chick straight towards the central army.

"Your Majesty, I have captured the bandit leader Cao Ren alive. Please grant me your judgment!"

Guan Xing threw Cao Ren hard in front of Liu Bei's horse.

Liu Bei's spirits lifted, and he looked down coldly at Cao Ren, who was lying on the ground, with a murderous gaze.

He remained silent, watching Cao Ren get up again and again, only to fall down once more.

At this moment, Liu Bei felt incredibly happy and relaxed.

"Cao Ren, you inhuman beast, now that you've fallen to this state, what do you have to say?"

Liu Bei pointed with his whip and coldly asked.

Cao Ren shakily raised his head, and the moment he saw Liu Bei, his dignity felt as if it had been pierced by a thousand arrows. Endless shame and indignation overwhelmed the excruciating pain in his back.

"Big Ear Thief~~"

Cao Ren gritted his teeth and tried his best to stand up, refusing to kneel before Liu Bei.

Just as he stood up, Chen Dao stepped forward and slammed his tiger-like hand down on his shoulder.

"Boom!"

Cao Ren could no longer hold on, and his knees slammed heavily into the snow.

He, who had been lying down, was now truly kneeling at Liu Bei's feet.

"You big-eared scoundrel, how can I, Cao Ren, a dignified General of the Great Wei, kneel before you, a treacherous weaver of mats and seller of sandals!"

"Kill me! Kill me! I'd rather die than suffer your humiliation!"

Cao Ren screamed hysterically, twisting his body desperately, trying to break free from Chen Dao's restraints.

Liu Bei, however, his eyes blazing with anger, and he said sternly:

“You are a traitor to the Han, of course I must kill you.”

“But you committed such heinous crimes in Liyang City, how can I let you die so easily?”

"Guards, escort this thief back to Liyang. I will make him pay the price for his actions!" (End of Chapter)