I run a training class in Shu Han

Chapter 98 Gunfight

When Meng Huo was led out of the tent, the sun was already high in the sky.

The mist in the valley had not yet dissipated, and sunlight filtered through the gaps in the cliffs, illuminating the armor of the Han soldiers in a golden-red hue.

He squinted, looked around, and took in the scene before him.

The cliffs on both sides of the valley were densely packed with archers.

At the mouth of the valley, hundreds of elite infantrymen stood in formation, their spears like a forest and their shields like a wall.

His hundred elite soldiers all abandoned their armor and weapons, crouching down with their hands on their heads, trembling under the sharp spears of the Han soldiers.

A chill instantly rose in Meng Huo's heart.

This was not only due to the huge difference in the quality of the soldiers on both sides, but also because this was not an encounter battle, but a carefully planned conspiracy.

"Walk!"

The "haute couture" person behind him gave him a push.

Meng Huo tried to struggle, but the ropes were tied tightly, and he couldn't break free.

The two young men, disguised as Gao Ding and Zhu Bao, held him down on either side, their grip incredibly strong.

Especially the "high-end" guy on the left, he looks young, but he's burly and incredibly strong, even stronger than me.

"What are your names?" Meng Huo asked in a muffled voice.

The one on the left smiled and said, "Then remember this well. My name is Zhang Bao, and his name is Guan Xing."

"Zhang Bao... Guan Xing..."

Meng Huo silently repeated it to himself a few times, then said fiercely, "You two, remember this!"

Faced with the threat, Guan Xing said nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter whether General Meng remembers us or not. What matters is that General Meng is going to see someone next."

"Who?" Meng Huo asked in a cold voice.

"Why ask so many questions? You'll know when you see it."

Zhang Bao said impatiently, and then pushed Meng Huo again.

Meng Huo was highly respected by both the local Yi and Han people, but now he was being humiliated by two unknown young men, which made him even more furious.

But he didn't vent immediately, because he was now like a fish on a chopping block, and he just twisted his body to show his resistance.

Meng Huo took a few steps and swayed a few times before finally arriving in front of the Han army commander-in-chief, a face he recognized.

Li Hui, the governor of Yijiang.

"Li Hui, what crime have I committed? Why have you ordered me to be bound?"

Without thinking twice, Meng Huo immediately questioned him.

Zhang Bao brandished his fist, the size of a sandbag, and roared, "Good heavens, you're actually trying to shift the blame first..."

"Zhang Bao, don't be rude!"

Li Hui gave a low shout, and Zhang Bao reluctantly withdrew his fist.

"General Meng, why aren't you staying in Jianning County? What are you doing here?"

Meng Huo's eyes darted around, and he stammered, "What's wrong with me...training troops here?"

Training troops?

Li Hui sneered inwardly.

To come up with such a lame excuse shows that he is a brave but reckless person.

"General Meng, I have received a secret report that Gao Ding and Zhu Bao have fled Chengdu and are here conspiring with traitors to rebel. I have dispatched troops to surround and suppress them."

With a single sentence, Li Hui blocked all of Meng Huo's escape routes.

First, it confirms the fact that Gao Ding and Zhu Bao fled Chengdu and intended to rebel. Whoever appears here is an accomplice.

"I was just training troops here, and I know nothing else," Meng Huo vehemently denied.

Li Hui waved his right hand lightly, and the Han army brought the two men to Meng Huo.

Although the two looked disheveled, Meng Huo recognized them at a glance as Gao Ding and Zhu Bao.

Then, Li Hui ordered someone to bring over a letter, saying, "This is a letter from the thief contacting the two men. General Meng, would you like to take a look?"

With both witnesses and physical evidence present, Meng Huo had no way to deny it.

Seeing the anger in his eyes and the lack of remorse, Li Hui calmly said, "General Meng, the late emperor and His Majesty have treated you well. Why do you follow the example of Yong Kai, oppose the court, and plunge the people into misery? Wouldn't that be courting your own destruction?"

Meng Huo snorted heavily and said disdainfully, "Your Han Dynasty has occupied my southern region, abducted my people, and now you treat me with such despicable means, and you expect me to be grateful?"

"What, you don't accept it?"

"I refuse to accept this!" Meng Huo roared, "If it were a fair and square contest, how could I have been captured by such lowly people as you?"

Zhang Bao rotated his wrist, as if to challenge Meng Huo to a duel.

"What if I could capture you again?"

Meng Huo glanced at Zhang Bao and sneered, "If you capture me again, you may kill me or torture me, it's all up to you."

"Alright, then I'll have a fair and square match with you..."

Guan Xing quickly stopped him, saying, "Xingguo, you mustn't be rash."

He knew Zhang Bao was brave, but Meng Huo's abilities were by no means inferior to his.

"What, scared? Don't dare to compete?" Meng Huo challenged.

Li Hui hesitated.

Zhuge Liang's order on this matter was "winning hearts and minds is the best strategy." If Meng Huo could not be subdued, how could one win his heart and mind?

Zhang Bao was the son of Zhang Fei. He inherited his father's martial arts skills and honed his skills in the army for a long time, making him a rare and fierce general.

"Can you be confident in revitalizing the nation?"

"Rest assured, Commander, we will not capture this man alive; he will be subject to military law."

"In that case, go for it without worry."

"Yes, sir!"

After being untied, Meng Huo stretched his limbs while scrutinizing Zhang Bao.

Although he was captured due to carelessness in the tent, Zhang Bao's strength should not be underestimated.

"General Meng, would you like to test your skills with fists or weapons?"

Meng Huo did not answer, but walked straight to a Han soldier, grabbed the spear in his hand, and tried to snatch it away.

Upon seeing this, the soldier immediately gripped his spear tightly with both hands, protecting it fiercely.

Meng Huo thought the other party would be sensible and let him take the gun.

But the soldier was not only stubborn, but also quite strong, refusing to let go, which made Meng Huo's face flush.

"Let go!" Meng Huo roared.

"Don't even think about it!" The soldier's eyes were fearless.

The two of them secretly competed with each other.

"Zhao Shuo, lend him the spear."

Only when Zhang Bao gave the order did the soldier reluctantly release his grip.

Although Meng Huo seized the weapons, he lost face.

Guan Xing chuckled and said, "General Meng, please don't be offended. This is a new military order issued by His Majesty: a gun must never leave one's side, for with a gun, one is a man."

Meng Huo outwardly snorted coldly, but inwardly he was secretly astonished.

This small incident demonstrates the strict discipline of the Han Dynasty's army, a rarity in the world.

Zhang Bao took out his weapon, the Serpent Spear, and stood upright.

When Meng Huo saw Zhang Bao's weapon, he felt a chill run down his spine.

Everyone knows that the Serpent Spear was Zhang Fei's signature weapon. Could it be that this person in front of us has some connection with Zhang Fei?

At this moment, Guan Xing shouted at the top of his lungs, "Xingguo, don't embarrass yourself!"

Zhang Bao turned to Guan Xing and angrily said, "Shut up, how could I possibly lose..."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Huo suddenly twisted his spear and thrust it fiercely into Zhang Bao's chest.

His arm strength was astonishing; this shot carried immense force, chilling to the bone.

"Pooh!"

Zhang Bao spat and hurriedly raised his spear to block, barely managing to stop him.

"mean!"

When Zhang Bao came to his senses, he felt numbness in his hands and could barely hold onto the spear.

Meng Huo laughed and said, "Little general, this is a battlefield. No one will give you advance notice."

Zhang Bao's face flushed with rage. He raised his spear with both hands, twisted his wrists, and then suddenly pressed the spear down, unleashing a move called "Thunderous Spear Strike".

Upon seeing Zhang Bao's starting stance, Meng Huo knew that his spear technique was extraordinary.

In that moment of distraction, Zhang Bao's spear suddenly thrust forward.

Meng Huo's heart tightened, and he withdrew his spear to parry, deflecting the opponent's spear thrust.

After Zhang Bao's first attack was blocked, he continued to advance and thrust his spear, each thrust aimed at a vital point.

Meng Huo merely parried, intending to use brute force to deflect the opponent's spear before launching a counterattack.

The two fought for several rounds, each taking turns to attack and defend.

Li Hui and the others watching the battle could tell at a glance that both of them were power-type marksmen, relying on "strength to overcome technique," which was most effective for charging and killing enemies on the battlefield.

In a one-on-one duel, it comes down to who has more experience and stamina.

After the two exchanged blows for more than ten rounds, Meng Huo became increasingly surprised.

There aren't many young people who can last more than ten rounds against him, but the person in front of him breathes steadily and draws his gun with steadiness, making him a difficult opponent. A terrible thought rises in his mind.

"Boy, what's your relationship with Zhang Fei?"

After blocking Zhang Bao's spear again, Meng Huo shouted and asked.

"Zhang Fei is my father, take this!"

Zhang Bao gripped the gun handle with his right hand and thrust again.

The saying "the gun should not have a handle" makes the marksmanship more accurate and powerful.

Zhang Bao had intentionally held back this move, making Meng Huo mistakenly believe that his spear skills were limited to this.

This time, Zhang Bao's spear was even faster, and Meng Huo had no time to react. Upon learning that Zhang Bao was Zhang Fei's son, he momentarily lost the initiative and stumbled while retreating, losing his balance.

Zhang Bao suddenly shifted his spear stance and pressed down sharply, delivering a "Phoenix Nods" strike.

Meng Huo hurriedly raised his gun with both hands to block.

With a loud thud, Meng Huo fell backward under Zhang Bao's powerful strike.

In a moment of desperation, he had no choice but to pull back the gun handle and brace himself against the ground to stabilize his body.

But Zhang Bao's marksmanship was fast and ruthless, allowing no hesitation whatsoever.

Just as Meng Huo braced himself with the butt of his spear, Zhang Bao's spear tip locked onto his throat like a venomous snake.

Zhang Bao had no intention of taking his life. Looking at Meng Huo, who was panting heavily, he smiled wickedly and withdrew his spear.

"General Meng, are you convinced?"

Seeing Zhang Bao withdraw his attack and calm himself down, Meng Huo argued forcefully, "I'm not convinced. You ambushed me in the camp just now, injuring me. My injury flared up, which is why I lost by half a move."

Zhang Bao stood holding a gun, then suddenly slammed the butt of the gun into the ground, his eyes wide with fury.

Hey!

You old codger, you were once a powerful figure in your own right, how can you refuse to admit defeat after losing!

Shameless!