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

Everything we planned was exactly what he expected?

How is this possible? It's simply unbelievable!
"Is Xiao He a human being, or a high and mighty, omnipotent deity?"

Zhang Ren was deeply confused and perplexed, his thoughts tangled like a jumbled mess.

Just then, he was lost in thought and dazed.

Wei Yan suddenly raised his long sword, his movements swift and decisive, exuding a menacing aura.

The thousands of guards behind him displayed their powerful bows and crossbows in perfect unison, the bowstrings taut, arrows nocked, ready to be released.

The next moment.

Thousands of sharp arrows came whistling in like a storm, carrying a fierce killing intent as they pierced the sky.

Before the crowded Shu soldiers could react, they watched helplessly as arrows hurtled towards them like locusts.

"Avoid the arrows! Avoid the arrows! Quickly, dodge the arrows!"

Seeing this, Zhang Ren was extremely anxious. He hurriedly brandished his long sword and shouted loudly to warn everyone.

A hail of arrows had already arrived.

He bravely deflected countless arrows, doing everything in his power to protect the soldiers around him.

But the Shu soldiers around him were not so lucky.

Unable to dodge in time, they were pinned to the ground by the arrows and lost their lives instantly.

In the blink of an eye, more than a thousand Shu soldiers screamed and fell into pools of blood, their lives ending.

The Shu army was thrown into chaos, losing all formation and fleeing in panic.

Zhang Ren, at this moment, no longer cared about strategies; he was extremely anxious and hurriedly turned his horse around, shouting loudly:

"Retreat! The entire army must retreat to Chengdu! Quickly, follow me back to Chengdu!"

Zhang Ren only wanted to escape, and the surviving Shu soldiers, seeing their commander's state, also turned around and desperately fled with him.

The Shu army retreated in a chaotic retreat, like a surging tide.

Upon seeing this, Wei Yan's lips curled up slightly, and a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.

He raised his long sword again, his movements swift and powerful, and issued a new command.

Upon receiving the order, the Han army moved swiftly, breaking through the enemy lines in an instant. More than a thousand soldiers carried heavy wooden planks and charged forward.

"Bang bang bang!"

Planks were quickly and accurately placed on the long trench.

In the blink of an eye, the traps that had blocked the Han army's advance were filled in, and a passage appeared before them.

"Slay all the Shu traitors! Leave no one alive!"

Wei Yan leaped onto his horse, sword in hand, and charged forward like an arrow released from a bow, his momentum fierce and unstoppable.

The Han soldiers broke through the enemy lines with a roar, quickly crossed the trench on wooden planks, and surged towards the fleeing Shu army like a tidal wave.

This scene left Zhang Ren dumbfounded and completely bewildered.

He never expected that Wei Yan had such a hidden trick up his sleeve; it was completely unexpected.

He originally thought that the trap he set would effectively hinder the Han army's pursuit and prevent Wei Yan from continuing the chase.

He felt that he could at least lead the main force back to Chengdu safely and preserve his strength.

Who would have thought that Wei Yan was so cunning, having prepared in advance and devised a plan to cross the moat, thus thwarting his wishful thinking.

In the blink of an eye.

Wei Yan charged ahead, plunging into the Shu army and cutting down the Shu soldiers behind him, their blood splattering everywhere.

The Han soldiers followed, surging forward like a tidal wave, slaughtering the Shu army until they cried out in agony.

Seeing this, Zhang Ren sighed deeply, his heart filled with despair. He quickly turned his horse around and fled as fast as he could.

How could they possibly escape?

Wei Yan had already locked onto him and was charging towards him with unstoppable momentum.

"Zhang Ren, you old scoundrel, where do you think you're going! Today is your death day!"

Wei Yan roared, his voice booming like thunder.

Zhang Ren turned around and saw that the burly general Wei Yan had already torn apart the chaotic army and was charging towards him.

At his current speed, he has no chance of shaking off Wei Yan's pursuit, and escaping is no longer an option.

Only a battle might offer a sliver of hope.

"Wei Yan, I'll fight you to the death today! Even if I die, I'll take you down with me!"

Zhang Ren gritted his teeth, turned around, and swung his long sword horizontally.

The two swords, each carrying immense force, slashed at each other like two bolts of lightning, their momentum astonishing.

The blades clashed, producing a deafening sound, as if the sky were collapsing and the earth were sinking.

The billowing dust instantly spread out, obscuring the sky and the sun.

The surrounding soldiers were thrown to the ground by the powerful impact, looking disheveled and miserable.

Zhang Ren's longsword was jolted back. He felt his blood surging, his chest as if struck by a heavy blow, and his hands and feet going numb. He could barely hold the sword.

Zhang Ren's eyes were filled with astonishment and resentment; he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

After just one exchange, the difference in skill was already clear.

He was horrified to discover that Wei Yan's martial arts skills were actually superior to his own, and that he was far from being his match.

This veteran general from Sichuan always boasted of his unparalleled martial arts skills, claiming to be virtually invincible in the region.

He always thought that Wei Yan was just a figurehead.

Who would have thought that this one blow would shatter his arrogance and pride, making him fully realize the reality.

At this moment, Zhang Rencai suddenly realized how ridiculous his past arrogance and hubris had been.

He always considered himself the foremost veteran general in Sichuan, believing himself to be exceptionally intelligent and skilled in martial arts, unmatched by anyone in the region.

However, the harsh reality before him was like a resounding slap in the face, forcing him to confront his own incompetence.

"So much for being the number one veteran general in Shu! He's nothing but a nobody! Zhang Ren, prepare to die!"

Wei Yan scoffed, his face full of disdain.

He suddenly spun his arm, and the incomparably sharp longsword in his hand instantly transformed into a fierce barrage of blade shadows, descending upon Zhang Ren like a storm.

"How dare you underestimate me! Wei Yan, don't push your luck!"

Zhang Ren was thoroughly enraged by Wei Yan's words and actions. He roared angrily, his voice booming so loudly that the surrounding air seemed to tremble.

The veins on his arms were bulging, like hideous earthworms, revealing the anger and power in his heart at that moment.

He gripped his long sword tightly and charged forward without hesitation, trying to prove his dignity with his strength.

"Clang clang clang!"

In an instant, the blades clashed, producing a series of deafening sounds.

Each collision sent up dazzling sparks that shimmered in the air like shooting stars streaking across the night sky.

The two fierce generals, like two ferocious wild beasts, were locked in a fierce battle on the battlefield, their strength locked in a close contest.

Their figures crisscrossed amidst the flashing swords, dazzling the eye and making it impossible to distinguish one from another.

Every attack they launched was with overwhelming force, and every defense was as solid as a rock.

At this moment, the Shu soldiers on the left and right had no time to watch the battle. They were already overwhelmed by the chaos and fear before them and were still desperately fleeing.

Not far away, Liu Chan was completely stunned by what he saw.

All his original beliefs and hopes were ruthlessly shattered and turned into nothingness at this moment.

He stared wide-eyed at what was happening before him, his mind filled with doubt and confusion.

"Why? Why is this happening?"

"Zhang Ren's plan was exposed? How is that possible?"

"Could it be that Xiao He again? Just who is he, and how could he possess such extraordinary abilities?"

"I don't believe there are such people in this world! Something must be wrong, there must be!"

Liu Chan was stunned and bewildered. His thoughts were in turmoil, and he could not accept the facts before him, nor could he understand how all of this had happened.

Liu Zhang, his face filled with despair, looked at the chaotic scene before him and sighed deeply.
"Chan'er, did you see that? I said long ago that we are no match for Xiao He. He is incredibly intelligent and his plans are flawless. We are no match for him at all."

"Now look what's happened! You can't surrender even if you want to. You killed your father! Your willful actions have pushed our Liu family into an abyss of no return!"

Liu Zhang's face was full of complaints, and his voice was filled with helplessness and pain.

He was truly blaming his son. If it weren't for this incident, he might have surrendered smoothly. Although he would have lost his base in Shu, he could at least have kept his wealth and status and lived a life free from worries about food and clothing.

But now? Everything is ruined, everything is over.

Having been tricked by Liu Chan, how could Liu Bei possibly let him go?

Even if he tried his best to explain, Liu Bei would not believe him.

In his eyes, he was already a treacherous, fickle villain, an enemy who was not worthy of trust or forgiveness.

The only outcome is death.

It can be said that Liu Chan personally pushed him to the brink of ruin, plunging him into an irrecoverable situation.

Upon hearing his father's words, Liu Chan was shocked, as if struck by lightning.

He suddenly became enraged and gripped his sword tightly.

He felt that his father's words were criticizing him and negating all his efforts and contributions.

Liu Zhang, however, failed to notice the change in his son's emotions, remaining immersed in his own pain and despair, and continuing to complain.

His words were like sharp blades, cutting into Liu Chan's heart again and again, filling him with immense anger.

Liu Chan could no longer tolerate it and finally exploded.

He drew his sword and thrust it out in a counterattack.

"puff!"

The sound of a long sword piercing Liu Zhang's chest.

The sound was like a thunderclap, exploding in Liu Chan's ears and instantly waking him up.

"Liu Chan, you unfilial son... how dare you commit murder, murder—"

Liu Zhang looked at his son in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock, pain, and despair.

He never imagined that his son would do something so outrageous.

He wanted to speak, to question his son, but his throat felt blocked by something, and he could only make weak sounds.

The longsword pierced his chest and deeply penetrated his heart.

Patricide!

This kid actually committed patricide!

The Shu army officers on both sides froze on their horses, their eyes wide with disbelief as they watched what was happening before them.

They couldn't believe that Liu Chan would actually kill his own father; it was an outrageous and heinous crime.

"If it weren't for you, how could my Liu family have fallen to such a state! You are a sinner of the Liu family! You have ruined everything the Liu family has!"

"Today I will clean house for the Liu family and rid them of this scourge!"

Liu Chan roared and pulled the long sword that had pierced Liu Zhang's chest out again, and blood gushed out like a spring.

Liu Zhang let out a mournful cry, swayed a few times, and then fell backward off his horse.

His eyes were wide open, and he died with his eyes still open, as if he was still questioning his son about why he did this.

Liu Chan, holding the blood-stained sword, looked at his father's corpse, his emotions running high.

A twisted smile appeared on his face, as if killing his father would solve all the problems and free him from all his predicaments.

At this time.

Groups of Shu soldiers had fled back from the front, and their terrified cries snapped Liu Chan out of his frenzy, gradually restoring his reason.

"Issue the order to immediately retreat to Chengdu. If we can hold Chengdu, there is still hope!"

Liu Chan sheathed his blood-stained sword, turned his horse around, and loudly gave the order.

He knew that although the plan had failed and he had lost several thousand soldiers, as long as he could escape back to Chengdu, he would still have hope with the remaining troops and supplies in the city.

So, clinging to that faint and unrealistic hope, Liu Chan, like a startled hare, ran frantically toward the north gate.

He prayed constantly, hoping that God would be kind to him this time and allow him to escape this nightmarish battlefield and return to Chengdu.

"Woooooo~~"

Suddenly, a chilling bugle call, like a sharp blade, ruthlessly pierced the silent and oppressive sky.

This bugle call shattered the last vestige of hope in Liu Chan's heart, causing it to vanish without a trace, like a bubble.

Liu Chan looked up in terror, glancing around with eyes filled with fear and despair.

At this moment, his whole body was stiff and he could not move at all.

He felt as if his legs were filled with lead, making every step incredibly difficult.

cavalry!

Han army cavalry!

Thousands of Han cavalrymen, like a black torrent, swiftly bypassed the trenches from both flanks and surged towards them.

The iron cavalry galloped forward like rolling thunder, shaking the earth.

The iron cavalry rolled forward, cutting off their path in the blink of an eye and forming an insurmountable barrier.

Liu Chan finally realized that he had nowhere to escape.

He was like a wild beast trapped in a cage, unable to break free from the shackles of fate no matter how hard he struggled.

At this moment, Liu Chan couldn't help but regret that he shouldn't have made that decision back then, but now he was in such a desperate situation.

Xiao He.

Grand Marshal of the Han Dynasty.

He not only saw through their feigned surrender plot early on, as if he had divined it, but also set up this flawless trap, leading them step by step into it.

Moreover, as if they could foresee the future, they accurately predicted their intention to escape back to Chengdu, and deployed these thousands of cavalry to completely cut off their retreat, leaving them with no way to escape.

The iron cavalry, like ferocious wild beasts, crashed fiercely into the enemy ranks.

Wherever they went, the Shu soldiers were ruthlessly trampled like fragile ants.

Their bodies were trampled and mangled by the hooves of the iron cavalry, their heads were severed by sharp swords and flew through the air, and blood splattered everywhere like fountains.

The fleeing Shu soldiers were quickly slaughtered, their cries of agony echoing through the land.

"Those who want to live, fight your way out with me!"

At this critical moment of life and death, Liu Chan was unwilling to surrender so easily. With a deafening roar, he spurred his horse and charged fiercely towards the Han cavalry ahead. (End of Chapter)