Chapter One Hundred and Six: Wei Shu Wu

In the blink of an eye, the city of Shu and Wu was overwhelmed by the raging sea of fire, and the soldiers of Wei saw a human-shaped fireball running around in the distance through the narrow gap between the battlements, like a fly with its wings lit as desperate, so apocalyptic. Many Shu Wu soldiers couldn't stand the gnawing of the tongue of fire, and jumped down from the city one after another, instantly shattering into countless small fireballs and bursting in all directions.

Liu Bei and Sun Quan, as the kings of the two kingdoms, had already cowered in the magnificent palace ban when the first line of defense was breached. The two of them sat in their respective positions, looking forward to the news that the second impregnable line of defense would tear apart the wolf ambitions of the Wei army, and the battle situation on the front line handed over by the herald one after another, all of them were losing one after another.

At this moment, their eyes were staring blankly ahead, and their pupils were full of endless holes. At this moment, are their minds also filled with emptiness, or are they regretting and blaming themselves, should not use a lot of people's financial resources to build so many useless and luxurious temples?

"Strategist, seeing that the Wei army's group of demons are about to invade the city, don't you have any tricks to drive them all away?" Liu Bei sat slumped on the dragon chair, his expression depressed, but his tone was mixed with a trace of unwillingness. "My lord, I've already told you the trick. When you built a magnificent temple, my plan was to advise you to stop at once and use your money and food for the benefit of the people, but you kept your ears shut and used it for your own sake. Now, the knife is between my neck, and I can't do anything about it..."At this time, Zhuge Liang turned to look at the plain white sky outside the main hall, and let out a long sigh.

Behind Zhuge Liang, Liu Chan rushed into Liu Bei's arms, his face full of tears, and he sobbed: "Father, are we all going to die, you quickly let the gods in the sky come down and extinguish all the fire dragons in the city!" In the end, Liu Chan kept shaking Liu Bei's bloated dragon body.

"Silly boy, where did the gods come from in the sky, Zen'er, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, your second and third uncles will protect you." Liu Bei comforted, his huge palm constantly rubbing his son's head.

Liu Bei calmed the crying child and suddenly stood up from the dragon chair. "Second brother, third brother, you protect Chan'er and the military master to flee to the south, I will stay here alone, and I will wait for Lu Bu on top of this hall." Liu Bei's voice was like Hong Zhongdao.

"Big brother, you can go with us, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood." Guan Yu earnestly persuaded.

"Yes, big brother, we Taoyuan three righteousness, if you don't leave, we won't leave." Zhang Fei echoed on the side.

"I am the king of the dignified Shu Kingdom, how could I abandon my people and go alone. Go away, this is the decree! After finishing speaking, Liu Bei pulled out the sword on his body and slashed at the bronze tripod in front of him, and the bronze tripod was split into two pieces in response and smashed to the ground in a dull manner.

Seeing Liu Bei's determination, everyone didn't say anything more, and took Liu Chan, who was howling, and a group of guards, and ran to the palace gate.

Cao Cao saw with the help of Lu Bu's eyes that the guards in the city had almost collapsed, so he ordered the Dragon Army and the Blood Witch Army to break the city with all their might.

I saw 60,000 Wei troops, either jumping into the air, or galloping, bustling, attacking the city of Shu and Wu. The dragon army that flew into the city first, opened the city gate inside, and let the blood witch army enter the city. As a result, the Wei army began to kill, and the remnants of the guards of Shu and Wu cities were unable to resist and fled to the city.

In the smoky sky, the Wei army's aviation spaceship began to accelerate towards the city of Shu Wu. I saw countless poison gas bombs raining down from the spaceship, and the city was suddenly annihilated by the green smoke. The people and soldiers of Shu and Wu, when they smelled the poisonous gas, all of them weakened their limbs, coughed incessantly, and fell to the ground.

When the mighty Wei army poured into the city, the Wei army raised its sword and killed anyone when it saw it, as easily as killing chickens and geese with a knife. The hungry blood witch army, lying on the neck of every dying and struggling person, feasting on the blood, the capital of Shu and Wu seemed to be in purgatory on earth at this moment, miserable, every corner of Qu Lane was full of dying wails, and bright and warm blood.....

Outside the respective halls of Shu and Wu, there were soldiers of the Wei army, and Lu Bu stood in front of the Wei soldiers, and on the ground, the corpses of the Shu and Wu Praetorian Guards were lying in confusion.

Liu Bei coughed a few times, his sword was held on the ground and made a sneering sound, he paused, bent over and continued to walk towards the outside of the hall...

"Any last words? Remembering that you are the lord of a country, I will leave you a whole corpse. Lu Bu said coldly, a ghostly smile flashing across his face.

"Lonely vows to live and die with Shu." After Liu Bei finished speaking, he raised his silver sword and slashed towards Lu Bu with all his might. Lu Bu turned around to dodge, and in the flash of light, Fang Tian's halberd had been steadily pierced into Liu Bei's heart by him.

Liu Bei leaned on the ground with his sword, slowly exhaled his last breath, and closed his eyes faintly.

When Xu Chu led his troops to break into the palace of Wu, he found that Sun Quan had already killed himself, and sat on the dragon chair with his eyes closed. When searching for Zhou Yu, he found that he was never seen. Presumably he had already fled, Xu Chu was worried.

At the same time, Cao Cao was laughing in the palace of Wei.

"Zhuge Liang, you lose, you can't even keep your own country, even if you escape? Isn't it destined to be my subordinate for the rest of his life? I, Sima Yi, won, and my name will be left in history. Sima Yi sat on the airship, drinking wine, looking at the scene below that was filled with gunsmoke and messy, and his heart was surging with pleasure.

The two kingdoms of Shu and Wu were destroyed by Cao Cao in this way. Liu Bei couldn't figure it out before he died, and Sun Quan couldn't figure it out either. But when Zhuge Liang took the shattering of his dreams and left south, he must know better than anyone else. How important it is for a country to have air supremacy, he was wrong, he thought that with the east wind altar, it would be foolproof and could smash all obstacles. But now the cruel reality is bloody in front of his eyes. How does he not have heartache, and how does he not have broken dreams.

Zhuge Liang knew that this time he did not lose in the hands of Cao Cao, but in the hands of Sima Yi. The sky-like flight altitude of the Wei Army's aviation spacecraft, as well as various launch systems such as boulders and arrow rain, must all be in the hands of his junior disciples.

Does he still have a chance to fight Sima Yi again? Is that all he lost? Can he prove that he is still the unborn genius? These answers may be hidden under his pu fan, or they may be buried forever in the smoke and rain of Jiangnan.