Three Kingdoms: The ghost plotter taught Liu Bei to seize Jingzhou first

Knives and knives, crashing into each other.

It was as if the sky was falling, as if the ground was sinking.

Rolling dust and fog spread out in all directions.

Seven or eight soldiers were overturned on the spot.

The long knife in Yan Yan's hand was shocked back.

The blood is tumbling, and the tiger's mouth is numb.

Yan Yan's eyes widened, and his furious eyes were replaced by surprise in an instant.

Between this move, the superiority has been divided.

Guan Yu's martial arts are actually above him!

This veteran of Shuzhong, who prides himself on being the reincarnation of Lian Po, has excellent martial arts.

Even if Guan Yu has already become famous all over the world, he has contempt in his heart, thinking that Guan Yu is just a vain name.

Who knows, this knife will go down, but his conceit, his loftiness, all shattered.

At this time, Yan Yan knew that he was arrogant.

"What is the first veteran in Shu, but Er'er!"

"Yan Yan old horseman, leave the head for the general!"

Guan Yu snorted disdainfully.

The tiger's arm turned, the green dragon knife in his hand, and the 217 volumes of zhi filled the air with dust and mist, and countless sword shadows shrouded down.

"How dare you look down on the old man!"

Yan Yan was enraged and roared hoarsely.

The green tendons on his arms burst, and the long knife in his hand turned into countless knife shadows, and he attacked him.

"Bell, bell!"

The knives collided with each other in mid-air, splashing sparks in the air.

The two fierce generals were killed in a group.

And the Shu soldiers on the left and right are still fleeing like dogs in mourning.

Not far away.

Liu Xun looked at the soldiers who had dispersed and returned, and the whole person was stunned.

It's like hell.

It was as if he had been hit hard in the heart by a hammer.

All his beliefs, all his hopes, were shattered by this hammer.

"Why?"

"Yan Yan's such a subtle strategy was actually discovered?"

"Could it be that Deng Mu again?"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe that there really is such a (ccbh) omniscient person in this world!"

Liu Xun muttered to himself, falling into a trance, shocked and stunned.

Liu Zhang's face was also full of despair, and he lamented bitterly:

"Xun'er, did you see it? "

"This king said a long time ago that we are not the opponent of Deng Mu. "

"It's good now, we can't do it if we want to lower Liu Bei. "

"You're killing your father~~"

Liu Zhang was complaining.

Complaining about his son from the bottom of his heart.

If there was no such thing, he would have successfully surrendered to the Han Dynasty and get a rich ending for the rest of his life.

Although the foundation of Shu has been lost, at least it is prosperous and wealthy, and there is no worry about brocade clothes and food.

But now.

was coerced by Liu Xun to come to this absurd act of deception, and was also recognized by Deng Mu like a clown.

How could Liu Bei let him go? (If you read a violent novel, you can go to Feilu Novel Network!)

No matter how he explained, Liu Bei couldn't believe it, and would only treat him as a villain who didn't believe his word.

In the end, there is only one way to die.

Arguably.

It was Liu Xun, his good son, who personally pushed him to this real dead end.

Liu Xun's body was shocked, and the trance and shock on his face gradually turned into annoyance, shame and anger, and the sword at his waist was gradually clenched.

And Liu Zhang.

But unconsciously aware of the changes in his son's mood, he was still chattering and complaining.

Liu Xun couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly roared.

The sword was unsheathed, and with all his strength, it stabbed back.

"Poof!"

The long sword pierced deeply into Liu Zhang's chest.

"Liu Xun, you are a rebel, you dare to kill, kill-"

Liu Zhang's eyes widened, and he looked at his son in front of him in disbelief.

Liu Xun actually wanted to kill him.

The long sword, mercilessly pierced into his chest!

Father-killing!

This rebellious boy actually made the act of killing his father.

The generals of the Shu army on the left and right were all stunned and shocked, and they all froze on their horses, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

"If it weren't for you, I, Liu Jiayan, would have been able to fall into such a field!"

"You are a sinner of the Liu family, you are sorry for your grandfather!"

"I'm going to clean up you as a sinner for the Liu family today~~"

Liu Xun roared and screamed at the bottom of the rest, and the long sword that pierced into Liu Zhang's chest was suddenly pulled out.

Blood gushes like a fountain.

Liu Zhang's chest was full of blood, and he let out a howl of grief, and he fell under the horse with a bang.

Liu Xun carried the blood sword, looked at the corpse of his father who had fallen off the horse, gasped for breath, and was extremely emotional.

That's when it happened.

The crowds of Shu soldiers had fled back from the front.

The frightened cry woke Liu Xun up from his madness.

"The order is to be withdrawn to Chengdu immediately. "

"As long as Chengdu is defended, there is still hope for this king!"

Liu Xun regained his composure, returned the blood sword to its sheath, and turned around.

Although this plan failed, it lost a few thousand soldiers at most.

As long as he escapes back to Chengdu City, with the remaining troops and grain and grass in the city, there is still hope of holding on.

Cao Cao in the north has already invaded Hanzhong and waved his army south, which is close at hand.

As long as he guards until Cao Cao enters the game, he still has the hope of fishing in troubled waters, taking advantage of the chaos, and keeping this family business.

So with this luck, Liu Xun turned his horse and fled to the north gate.

"Woo woo~~"

The sound of the horn pierced the sky.

also punctured Liu Xun's luck ruthlessly.

Liu Xunmeng looked up, and his face stiffened again in an instant, turning into endless despair.