Guan Ping, Guan Yu's eldest son, was captured by Su Zhe when he conquered Yizhou.

With Guan Ping's identity, Su Zhe was undoubtedly killed, but considering that he was Guan Yu's son, he might come in an unexpected role in the future, so he was left with his life for the time being.

When Su Zhe conquered the Han Kingdom this time, this Guan Ping had been with him from beginning to end, ready to use it at any time, but he didn't expect it to come in handy now.

As for the candidate, he was one of the original princes of Xiliang, Dong Zhuo surrendered to Liu Bei after his death, and was captured during the previous battle in Yuzhong.

The order was handed down, and a moment later, Guan Ping and Hou Xuan were escorted into the imperial tent.

For more than a year, Guan Ping has been imprisoned, he has suffered a lot, and he has lost a lot of weight, and he has become a ghost or a ghost, but the arrogance inherited from Guan Yu has not diminished at all.

As soon as he saw Su Zhe, he still held his head high, staring at Su Zhe fearlessly, with a posture of being ready to die at any time.

On the other hand, the candidate was trembling, and he didn't dare to make a sound, he just stood there with his head down, not daring to look at Su Zhe.

"Guan Ping, I haven't seen you for a long time, why did you lose weight like this, why, didn't the people who held you have enough food for you?" There was a sarcastic sneer on the corner of Su Zhe's mouth.

Guan Ping snorted coldly and said sharply: "Su thief, no matter how you torture, I, Guan Ping, will never humiliate you, betray the big man, betray my father, I advise you to die as soon as possible!" ”

"Guan Ping, you are being amorous." Su Zhe smiled disdainfully, "If a year ago, I might have wanted to surrender you, but unfortunately you don't know how to lift, and now it's too late for you to surrender to me." ”

Guan Ping shivered, and suddenly a trace of coolness appeared on his back, and he had an ominous premonition.

Before he could react, Su Zhe had already shouted: "Xu Chu, what are you still doing in a daze, cut off his head for me, I want to give Guan Yu a big gift." ”

Xu Chu had already waited for his words, strode towards Guan Ping, pushed him to the ground, and slammed the elephant trunk knife up.

"Su thief, you-" Guan Ping didn't react at all, he didn't expect Su Zhe to kill him if he said it.

Click!

With a dull sound of flesh and bone tearing, Guan Ping didn't even have a chance to struggle and shout, so he was cut off by Xu Chu's head.

The bloody head rolled to the ground, and the face of horror and fear was facing the candidate.

Hou Xuan was taken aback, trembling with fear from this bloody scene, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Su Zhe pointed to Guan Ping's head and said coldly: "Hou Xuan, if you are lucky, I won't kill you today, you will take Guan Ping's head to Guan Yu and tell him that I am waiting for him on this Gobi Desert, and he will come to avenge his son if he has the courage!" ”

Hou Xuan was stunned in place, and he didn't listen to Bai Suzhe's intentions for a while, and he didn't squeak with trembling.

"Are you deaf, haven't you heard the words of the Son of Heaven clearly, why don't you get out of here with your head!" Xu Chu raised the blood-stained elephant trunk knife.

The candidate woke up instantly, hurriedly mentioned Guan Ping's head, and escaped from the imperial tent even with a roll.

In the big tent, there was silence, and Deng Ai and the other generals all looked at the headless corpse on the ground with surprised expressions, and were still immersed in shock.

The serial killing sequence happened so fast that they didn't even react.

After a while, Deng Ai finally came back to his senses, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Your Majesty's move to provoke the generals is really wonderful, with Guan Yu's temperament, how can he not be provoked." ”

Only then did the generals suddenly realize that the killing act of the Son of Heaven was a radical method to induce Guan Yu to take the initiative to fight.

Su Zhe took a sip of wine and sneered: "You will each go back, tell the soldiers to recuperate, and wait for Guan Yu to send it to the door by himself." ”

……

Oasis entrance, Han Ying.

Heavy antlers have been laid out outside the camp, three trenches have been dug, the camp walls are together, and the arrow towers are still being built urgently, and the Han army is racing against time to strengthen the camp as much as possible.

Guan Yu rode his horse along the camp wall to make sure that the fortifications were foolproof before returning to the big tent.

"Where is Wei Jun now?" As soon as he sat down, Guan Yu asked.

"Returning to the general, according to the report of our scouts, the Wei army is ten miles east of our camp." General Jiang Xu replied.

"How many enemy troops are coming?" Guan Yu asked again.

"There are only more than 10,000 light horsemen, and the follow-up soldiers and horses should still be behind, but there are only 30,000 at most."

Guan Yu nodded slightly, stroked his beautiful hair and snorted coldly: "Ben will block the entrance to this oasis, and the Su thief will be blocked on the Gobi Desert, Ben will see what tricks he can play." ”

"The Su thieves came from afar, the soldiers were tired, there was a lack of water and food, and the number of soldiers and horses was far less than before, how could he attack our big camp, and the last general expected that it would not take long for him to flee in disgrace." Jiang Xu touched Guan Yu's mind and sarcastically mocked Wei Jun.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Guan Yu's mouth, and he raised his head and poured a glass of wine.

At this moment, the soldiers outside the tent came to report, saying that the captured candidate had suddenly returned and was asking to see him.

Guan Yu's expression moved slightly, and he didn't think much about it, so he called for the candidate to come in.

After a while, the curtain was lifted, and Hou entered the tent with a bloody burden, and said in a trembling voice: "The last general, Hou Yuan, has seen the general." ”

"Candidate, weren't you captured by the Su thief, why did you come back?" Guan Yu's suspicious eyes stared at him.

"Returning to the general, is it the Su thief who will return to the ...... Came back. The candidate replied truthfully, with deep uneasiness in his tone.

Guan Yu's eyes were even more suspicious, and he asked: "The Su thief has always been brutal, and the people he captured were either forced to surrender or killed by him, how could he let you come back in a good way?" ”

"The reason why the Su thief let the last general come back is because he wants to ...... I want to ......," he squeaked, not daring to answer.

Guan Yu became more and more suspicious, his eyes fell on the blood-dripping burden in his hand, and he asked, "What are you holding in your hand?" ”

Hou Xuan was frightened by his drink, his body trembled, and as soon as his hand was released, the burden fell to the ground and spread out on its own.

A bloody head came into view.

Including Guan Yu, everyone present gasped and looked awe-inspired.

"Whose person is this-"

Before Guan Yu could speak, his body suddenly froze, and his face was bare, filled with endless horror in an instant.

That head turned out to be Guan Ping's head!

Jiang Xu and other generals on the left and right also recognized the head, and they were all stunned and shocked.

Guan Yu stood up tremblingly, and slowly walked towards the head, his fist clenched until it clicked, his teeth were almost gritted, and his bare face was suffocated by the angry blood of resentment as if it was about to explode.

Guan Ping had been captured for a long time, although he expected that with Su Zhe's brutality, he would definitely kill Guan Ping to vent his hatred.

In his heart, he had already accepted the ending of Guan Ping's murder.

He didn't expect that Su Zhe would keep Guan Ping all the time, but he waited until such a special time to kill Guan Ping.

He even returned the head to him!

"Su Zhe, I'm going to break you into ten thousand pieces, I'm going to break you into ten thousand pieces—"

Guan Yu picked up his son's head, his heart was like a knife, his head was filled with endless anger, and he roared like a mad beast.