Shuhan

After Hao Zhao led the Han army to burn down Chenliu City, their morale was high. They were like sharp swords drawn from their sheaths, and they quickly moved north, following the Wei army's supply lines, cutting through thorns and brambles all the way, and headed straight for the Wei army camp outside Junyi City.

In the night, the Han army's flags fluttered in the wind, as if announcing their victory and determination to the world.

There was silence in the Wei army camp.

After days of siege fighting, the Wei army soldiers suffered heavy losses and their morale was low.

They originally thought that they could temporarily avoid the chaos of war and rest in this remote place.

However, they never expected that the Han army would suddenly appear from behind them, like a divine army descended from the sky, breaking this tranquility.

When the shouts of the Han army shook the sky, the Wei soldiers woke up from their dreams in panic. They saw the Han army coming like a tide, and their hearts were filled with fear and despair.

These soldiers, whose morale was already low, had even less desire to fight under the fierce attack of the Han army.

Some of them fled in all directions, while others knelt down and surrendered. The entire camp fell into chaos in an instant.

Hao Zhao led the charge, riding a warhorse and holding a spear.

His eyes were firm and cold, as if nothing could stop him.

Under his leadership, the Han soldiers fought bravely and were invincible.

The Wei soldiers in front of them were like lambs to be slaughtered, unable to fight back at all.

At the same time, the Han army in Junyi City also noticed the movement outside.

Wei Yan immediately realized that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He immediately selected 800 elite soldiers, all of whom were experienced and extremely brave. They were ready to go, waiting for Wei Yan's order, and then rushed out of the city gate and joined the Han army outside to attack the Wei army from the front and back.

When the city gate burst open, eight hundred elite soldiers rushed out like wild horses.

Their shouts were deafening and echoed with the Han army outside, forming an unstoppable force.

The Wei army soldiers were completely defeated under their attack.

Their morale was already low, and now they were attacked from both sides, so they didn't even dare to hold on. They abandoned their weapons and fled in all directions, and countless people were killed or captured.

When Hao Zhao and Wei Yan's armies met up, they smiled at each other, with victory gleaming in their eyes.

They knew that this battle had been a decisive victory. The Wei army had been completely defeated and could no longer pose a threat to the Han army.

The battlefield was filled with smoke and flames. The Han soldiers were searching for the remaining enemies and clearing the battlefield.

The Wei army soldiers fled in all directions like dogs that had lost their homes, their faces filled with fear and despair, as if the whole world had collapsed.

The night gradually faded away, and the dawn began to spread across the earth. The Han soldiers cheered on the battlefield, celebrating this hard-won victory.

Hao Zhao and Wei Yan led the soldiers and continued to advance forward.

They had only one goal, which was to defeat the Wei army and win the final victory.

Cao Zhen successfully launched a surprise attack on the Han reinforcements. In the cover of night, the Han reinforcements were beaten to pieces by his surprise attack and fled in all directions.

He looked at the fleeing Han army and felt an indescribable joy in his heart.

This surprise attack not only dispersed the Han army's reinforcements, but also seized a large amount of the Han army's food and supplies. It was undoubtedly a huge victory for the Wei army.

However, when Cao Zhen carefully counted the results of the battle, his brows gradually frowned.

He found that the Han army came too few this time.

The reinforcements, including the laborers who transported food and fodder, numbered less than five thousand.

Are these definitely reinforcements sent by the Han army?

Cao Zhen's heart was full of suspicion. He couldn't help but begin to wonder if this was some kind of trick of the Han army?
Just as he was lost in thought, his personal guard came hurriedly to report that there was something important to tell him.

Cao Zhen was startled and hurriedly put his guards into the tent.

Behind the personal guard, there followed a Wei army soldier covered in blood. His clothes were stained with blood, and his face was covered with dust and sweat. He looked extremely embarrassed.

When Cao Zhen saw the soldier, he was nervous and asked hurriedly, "What happened? Why do you look like this?"

The blood-soaked Wei soldier was gasping for breath, as if he didn't even have the strength to speak.

But he still struggled and said, "North of Chenliu City... the Han army burned our food and grass, and outside Junyi City... the camp was also breached by the Han army. General, run! The Han army is coming towards us. If we don't run now, it will be too late."

Upon hearing this, Cao Zhen was so shocked that he almost jumped up.

He grabbed the Wei soldier by the collar, his eyes wide open as if he wanted to swallow him up: "What are you talking about? Are you a spy for the Han army? Are you here to seduce the army?"

His voice was trembling, full of disbelief and anger.

The Wei soldier was almost unable to breathe, but he still struggled and said, "I am not the only one who escaped. General, it's really over. It's not too late to run now. If we are a step later, we will all become prisoners of the Han army."

His eyes were filled with fear and despair, as if he had seen his future fate.

Cao Zhen was stunned. He let go of the soldier's collar and sat down on the ground as if he had lost all strength.

His mind was blank, and only the soldier's words echoed in his ears: "The Han army burned down the city north of Chenliu... The camp outside Junyi City was breached by the Han army... Run quickly..."

At this moment, a deafening roar suddenly came from outside the camp.

The ground began to shake, as if something was stirring underground. Cao Zhen stood up suddenly and rushed out of the tent.

He looked around and saw a huge army galloping towards him in the dust. In the flying dust, the flags of the Han army could be vaguely seen fluttering in the wind.

"The Han army...the Han army is really here!" Cao Zhen muttered to himself.

His heart was filled with fear and anxiety. He knew that although his surprise attack was successful, the main force of the Han army was not damaged.

Now that they have made a comeback, the Wei army may find it difficult to resist.

Cao Zhen took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He understood that now was not the time to think about these things.

He had to make a decision as soon as possible and lead the Wei army to retreat, otherwise once the Han army surrounded them, they would be really finished.

He quickly returned to the tent and began to issue orders to retreat.

Under the command of Cao Zhen, the Wei soldiers hurriedly packed up and prepared to retreat. Cao Zhen stood outside the tent, looking at the Han army approaching, feeling helpless and unwilling.

He knew that this retreat meant they lost a good opportunity to defeat the Han army.

But he also understood that if they preserved their strength, they would have a chance to compete with the Han army in the future.

The sky gradually turned pale, and the light sprinkled on the vast land, adding a touch of tragic color to this hasty retreat.

Cao Zhen led his defeated troops and trudged along the dusty path.

Their shadows were elongated and intertwined with the shadows of the mountains in the distance, making them look particularly small and helpless.

The hasty retreat made the team look disorganized. The soldiers were either carrying weapons on their shoulders or supporting their injured companions, with fatigue and anxiety written all over their faces.

War horses were scarce, and most soldiers could only move on foot, which made the marching speed as slow as a snail.

The Han army, an iron cavalry army known for its excelling cavalry, followed silently behind them like a ghost, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

The sky gradually darkened, and the night was as dark as ink, swallowing up the last ray of afterglow.

Cao Zhen frowned, his eyes flashing with reluctance and helplessness. He knew very well that at this speed and in this state, he could not escape the pursuit of the Han army.

Suddenly, a burst of rapid horse hoofbeats came from afar, and a dusty scout stumbled to Cao Zhen, panting and reporting: "General, the Han army...Han cavalry has arrived!"

Cao Zhen's heart sank, but his years of battlefield experience allowed him to make a quick decision.

"Pass the order, all cavalry will gather immediately and go to delay the Han army! The rear army will line up on the spot and prepare to resist the Han army!"

Although his voice was not loud, it revealed an unquestionable firmness.

When the soldiers heard this, although they were afraid, they acted quickly. After all, at this moment of life and death, only unity could give them a chance of survival.

The cavalry quickly assembled, like a black torrent, and rushed towards the approaching Han army. The sound of horse hooves roared, the dust flew, the two armies clashed, the swords flashed, and the blood dyed the land red.

Under Cao Zhen's command, the rear army quickly formed a defensive formation with shields raised and spears standing in rows, like an indestructible barrier, guarding the main force's retreat.

The battle was extremely brutal, and lives were lost every moment.

Cao Zhen stood in front of the formation, his eyes sharp as torches, staring at every corner of the battlefield.

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His armor was covered in blood, and his face was blurred by dust and sweat, but his eyes still sparkled with an unyielding light.

He knew that this was a battle with no retreat, and only by fighting to the death could he have a chance of survival.

Under the desperate resistance of the cavalry, the Han army's offensive was temporarily curbed.

Cao Zhen took the opportunity to lead the main force and retreated towards Chenliu regardless of everything, like a gecko with its tail cut off.

Every step is full of hardships, but the desire to survive keeps them moving forward.

Finally, on a dark and windy night, Cao Zhen and his party staggered into the territory of Chenliu.

However, when they looked hopefully toward the city that was supposed to be a safe haven, the scene before them made everyone's heart sink to the bottom in an instant.

Chenliu, this once strong fortress, is now in ruins.

Flames shot up into the sky, thick smoke billowed, and the food and supplies in the city had long since turned to ashes, leaving only broken walls and ruins whimpering in the night wind.

Cao Zhen was stunned. He couldn't believe his eyes.

This was the supply station he had high hopes for, and the last line of defense in his mind, but now it has become such a scene.

He slowly turned around and looked at the soldiers behind him who were equally shocked and desperate, and an indescribable grief surged in his heart.

Without food and fodder, how could they continue to fight? How could they survive in this chaotic world?

The soldiers' morale instantly hit its lowest point. Days of running around and fighting, coupled with the tragic scene before them, filled their hearts with despair.

Along the way, more and more people fled, and some even dropped their weapons and chose to escape.

Cao Zhen saw it all and felt pain in his heart, but he knew that at this moment he had to be strong and become the backbone of this group of people.

He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound more resolute: "Brothers, I know how you feel, but this is fate, not human power. However, as soldiers, we should put the country first and the people first. Although Chenliu has been lost, we must not lose our hearts! You all need to serve the country when you return to Qingxu. I have failed the grace of the emperor, and the only way to repay the country is to die."

All around, the royal guards formed a circle, their armor was covered with dust and blood, their faces were filled with fatigue and worry, but their eyes revealed their deep respect and reluctance to part with the great general Cao Zhen.

"General, retreat to Qingxu. The outcome is still unknown!"

A royal guard general stepped forward, his voice filled with urgency and pleading.

There was a long wound on his face, the blood had dried, leaving a shocking scar, but his eyes still looked at Cao Zhen firmly.

Upon hearing this, Cao Zhen gave a bitter smile, which contained too much helplessness and self-blame.

His armor was tattered, his hair was disheveled, and his face was covered in dust and sweat, making him look extremely disheveled.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the battlefield in the distance that had become a ruin, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

"I have been defeated in every battle. How can I have the face to see Your Majesty?" Cao Zhen's voice was low and hoarse, as if it was squeezed out from the bottom of his heart.

He shook his head, his eyes full of despair and determination, "You go, and leave me here to resist the Han army. Even if I die, I must kill one more Han soldier!"

After saying this, Cao Zhen wanted to turn around and face the approaching Han army alone.

However, the guards around him did not do as he wished.

They looked at each other, with determination glittering in their eyes.

Suddenly, a man strode forward, tightly grasped Cao Zhen's arm, and said in a firm tone: "General, without you, Qingxu will surely fall apart! General, please put the overall situation first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, other guards came forward, some grabbed Cao Zhen's armor, and some directly hugged his waist.

Cao Zhen struggled, but because of the large number of people, he couldn't break free.

A royal guard quickly pulled out a rope from his waist and tied Cao Zhen up skillfully.

"What are you doing?" Cao Zhen widened his eyes and roared.

He tried to break free, but the ropes tightened, preventing him from moving.

"General, I'm sorry!" After tying the rope, the guard took a deep breath and said, "We can't let you stay here to die! Qingxu's soldiers still need you! His Majesty needs you too!"

After saying this, they lifted Cao Zhen onto a war horse, ignoring his struggles and roars.

The warhorse seemed to sense its master's determination and became extremely excited, paddling its hooves non-stop.

"Let me go! You are disobeying military orders!" Cao Zhen struggled on his horse, but he was tied up so tightly that he couldn't move at all.

His eyes were filled with anger and unwillingness, but more of it was helplessness towards these guards.

"General, I'm sorry!" The guards said in unison again. Then, they all mounted their horses and surrounded Cao Zhen as they fled in the direction of Qingxu.

On the way of escape, Cao Zhen's eyes were always fixed on the battlefield in the distance that had become a ruin. His heart was full of guilt and self-blame, but more of it was worry and confusion about the future.

This battle between Han and Wei in Junyi ended with a complete victory for Han.

And he, as the main general of the Wei army, ended up like this.

Night gradually fell and the cold wind howled across the wilderness.

Cao Zhen was tied to the horse and was jolted forward. He had mixed feelings in his heart, gratitude and guilt towards the guards, as well as confusion and anxiety about the future.

After this battle, the situation in Qingxu will become more complicated and changeable.

And as the general of the Wei army, he must shoulder more responsibilities and missions.

The royal guards silently escorted Cao Zhen forward.

Their faces were filled with fatigue and worry, but their eyes revealed their deep respect and trust for Cao Zhen.

However, they knew that as long as Cao Zhen was there, the soldiers of Qingxu would have a backbone.

You will have the courage and determination to continue fighting.

As the night deepened, the wind grew colder.

Cao Zhen was tied to the horse and was jolting forward.

The huge ship of Cao Wei also began to turn into a broken ship, slowly sailing towards the abyss. (End of this chapter)