Shuhan

Three days passed in a flash, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day when Zhao Yun went to Ao Cang for inspection.

That morning, the sky was still filled with dense snowflakes, as light as catkins, yet bitingly cold.

The cold wind was so biting that it cut across the face like a knife, making people unable to help but shrink their necks and wrap their clothes tightly.

Zhao Yun was wearing a suit of silver armor with intricate patterns carved on it, demonstrating his bravery and majesty.

He held a long spear in his hand. The spear had a slender body and an extremely sharp tip, which flashed coldly in the sunlight.

He was riding a majestic warhorse with shiny black fur and four strong and agile hooves, as if it could take off into the air at any time.

Zhao Yun led a team of soldiers and slowly marched towards Ao Cang.

Along the way, Zhao Yun looked calm and composed, as if he didn't care about the potential assassination threat at all.

His eyes were deep and wise, flashing with determination, and he scanned the surrounding environment from time to time, looking for possible dangers.

His face was strong and resolute, with clear lines and his mouth was tightly pursed, revealing an unquestionable determination.

His hands were tightly gripping the spear, his knuckles turning white from the effort, revealing his inner alertness and preparation.

The soldiers followed closely behind, all of them wearing armor, holding weapons, and looking solemn.

The sound of horse hooves rang out on the silent snow, breaking the tranquility of the snow and also marking their firm steps.

Snowflakes fluttered above their heads, landed on their armor, instantly melted into water droplets, and were quickly carried away by the cold wind.

As Zhao Yun and his group gradually approached Ao Cang, the atmosphere around them seemed to become more tense.

Ao Cang is an important granary in the world, and its safety is related to the lifeblood of the entire country.

Zhao Yun's inspection this time is undoubtedly an important test of his safety.

Several spies from the Wei State's Office had been waiting here for a long time.

They were dressed in plain clothes, blending in with the crowd, looking no different from ordinary people, but their eyes revealed cunning and viciousness.

They had already known that Zhao Yun was coming to inspect, and were waiting for an opportunity to attack Zhao Yun.

These spies are strictly trained killers who are agile and ruthless.

They were well aware of Zhao Yun's reputation and the importance of this mission.

If they successfully assassinate Zhao Yun, they will be recognized for their military achievements and be heavily rewarded.

However, they also knew that Zhao Yun was no ordinary man and it would not be easy to assassinate him.

Zhao Yun pretended that he was unaware of the lurking assassin. He remained calm and slowly rode his horse towards Ao Cang.

His eyes became sharper and he was always alert to the movements around him.

However, his mind was as clear as a mirror and the existence of these spies had not escaped his eyes.

He was just waiting for the right moment.

At this moment, the spies from the school affairs office suddenly moved.

They rushed out of the crowd with light crossbows in hand and shot three arrows at Zhao Yun.

The arrows cut through the air like lightning, making whizzing sounds, and almost all hit Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun shouted, his voice filled with surprise and anger.

His body swayed and he fell off his horse, as if he had really been shot by an arrow.

Seeing this, the spy from the school retreated with a sly smile on his face. They thought their mission was accomplished and Zhao Yun was doomed to die.

After all, the arrow was poisoned, and if it pierced the flesh, it would definitely cause death.

They immediately retreated and followed the Han army in pursuit, but these spies narrowly escaped.

The Han army soldiers who were traveling with him witnessed the thrilling scene. General Zhao Yun seemed to be played a cruel joke by the god of fate under the rain of arrows.

Three arrows were fired at the same time, with a whistling sound, directly hitting Zhao Yun's vital points.

The soldiers' hearts were in their throats and their eyes were bloodshot, but they were powerless to do anything. They could only watch the arrow approaching Zhao Yun like lightning.

However, fate seemed to have a special favor for Zhao Yun.

The moment the arrow was shot, Zhao Yun relied on his keen intuition and extraordinary skills honed from years of battlefield experience, and his body reacted quickly, just like a cheetah catching its prey.

I saw his body move to one side, like a light fallen leaf, floating leisurely in the autumn wind, but cleverly avoiding the fatal blow.

Although the three arrows seemed unstoppable, they only grazed his armor, making a "swish swish swish" sound and splashing a few sparks, but did not hurt his skin.

Zhao Yun's mind was as clear as a mirror. He knew very well that this was just part of the enemy's conspiracy and the real danger was yet to come.

Therefore, he decided to take advantage of the situation and pretend to be seriously injured in order to confuse the enemy.

He deliberately let his body go limp, as if he had really been shot by an arrow. His face was pale, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his lips trembled slightly.

When the soldiers saw this, they cried out in surprise and rushed forward, carefully lifting Zhao Yun onto the stretcher, their hearts filled with endless grief and anxiety.

The stretcher, surrounded by soldiers, hurried towards the Ao Cang barracks.

The wind and snow on the road seemed to be even more violent, and the cold wind cut across everyone's face like a knife, but they were unaware of it, and their hearts were only filled with concern for Zhao Yun's safety.

Inside the barracks, the lights were dim and the atmosphere was solemn. Zhao Yun was placed on a simple bed, and the military doctor hurried forward to check his injuries.

However, when they removed Zhao Yun's armor, they were surprised to find that there were no scars on Zhao Yun's body, only a few deep scratches on the armor.

Zhao Yun opened his eyes slightly, a sly light flashed in his eyes. He whispered to the military doctor: "I am fine, I just pretended to be injured to confuse the enemy. You must not make any noise and do as I tell you."

Upon hearing this, the military doctor suddenly understood and quickly nodded in agreement.

Afterwards, Zhao Yun ordered the soldiers to carry him onto the carriage and send him back to Xingyang City.

The carriage moved slowly forward in the snow, the wheels squeaking as they crushed the snow. Zhao Yun lay in the carriage, closing his eyes to rest, but thinking about his next plan.

Chenggao Pass is an important pass for the Wei army. If the surprise attack is successful, it will inflict heavy damage to the Wei army and reverse the previous defeat of the Han army.

Besides
Young man Zhang died in Luoyang, how could he not take revenge?

After returning to Xingyang City, Zhao Yun immediately summoned all the generals and began to deploy troops.

His expression was serious and determined, and there was a gleam of wisdom in his eyes.

He stood in the center of the tent, his figure tall and straight, like an unshakable mountain.

The generals surrounded him, with solemn expressions, waiting for his orders.

Zhao Yun cleared his throat and said in a deep voice: "Generals, I pretended to be injured today to confuse the Wei army. Now, the Wei army at Chenggao Pass thinks that our army is in chaos and will relax their vigilance. We can take this opportunity to launch a surprise attack on Chenggao Pass and catch them off guard."

Upon hearing this, all the generals nodded in agreement.

They were well aware of Zhao Yun's wisdom and courage and had full confidence in his strategies.

One of the generals stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "General Zhao, this is a brilliant plan! We are willing to obey your orders and fight to the death to capture Chenggao Pass!"

Zhao Yun smiled slightly, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.

He patted the general on the shoulder and said, "There is no need to do this. We just need to work together and make a plan. When the Wei army at Chenggao Pass leaves, it will be time for our army to attack. Generals, please be prepared and make no mistakes."

All the generals responded in unison, then dispersed and began to prepare for the expedition.

Zhao Yun stayed in the tent and continued to think about the details of the battle.

His eyes were sometimes solemn, sometimes flickering, as if he was painting scenes of battle in his mind.

As night falls, the city of Xingyang is brightly lit.

Zhao Yun stood on the top of the city wall, looking at Chenggao Pass in the distance, his heart full of expectation and determination. At this moment, the guard of Chenggao Pass was standing on the watchtower of the city wall, looking into the distance with deep eyes, but his heart was like the surging waves, and it was difficult to calm down.

Suddenly, the silence was broken by the sound of hurried footsteps, and a haggard-looking spy from the school administration office in plain clothes staggered up to the watchtower.

He was covered in dust and tattered clothes, and it was obvious that he had experienced a life-threatening escape.

The guard was shocked when he saw this. He rushed forward, supported the spy, and asked with concern: "Did you escape from Ao Cang in Xingyang? How is the situation there?"

The spy was still panting, with a flash of fear in his eyes, but then he said firmly: "General, I escaped from Ao Cang by chance and brought back an important message. The operation we sent to assassinate Zhao Yun was successful! Zhao Yun was shot by us and fell to the ground seriously injured. His life is in danger."

The general was shocked when he heard this. A hint of joy flashed in his eyes, but then he frowned again and asked in a deep voice: "Is this true? Did you see Zhao Yun being shot with your own eyes?"

The spy nodded and said solemnly: "I saw it with my own eyes. Zhao Yun was unable to dodge the three arrows and was shot in the vitals. We wanted to go forward to confirm whether he was dead or alive, but the Han army soldiers swarmed over and forced us to retreat. I took the opportunity to blend into the crowd and escaped."

After hearing this, the commander felt relieved, but still had some doubts.

At this time, a messenger came running and reported: "General, there is news from Xingyang that Zhao Yun was assassinated and seriously injured, the Han army is demoralized, and the food and grass are about to run out."

Upon hearing this, the defending general suddenly felt enlightened.

He combined the information brought back by the spy with the intelligence from Xingyang, and knew that this was true.

He was secretly happy in his heart. Zhao Yun was seriously injured in the assassination and even his life was in danger. This was undoubtedly great news for the Wei army.

In the short term, the Han army outside Chenggao Pass will not be a threat. After all, the Han army's main general is critically ill, and coupled with the lack of food and fodder, it is already a spent force.

The guard was thinking in his mind, with a cunning look in his eyes.

Now is the best time to dispatch troops to Mengjin to encircle and suppress the Han general E Huan.

E Huan was brave and good at fighting, and was a powerful general in the Han army. If he could be eliminated, it would undoubtedly be a great achievement for the Wei army.

Thinking of this, the defending general immediately gave an order, ordering the 3,000 elite troops in Chenggao Guanzhong to immediately get ready and rush to Mengjin for support.

He looked serious and said in a firm tone: "My fellow soldiers, Zhao Yun has been seriously injured and fallen to the ground. The Han army is leaderless. It is the best time for us to attack. I order you to pack up and set off immediately to Mengjin to encircle and suppress E Huan. You must capture him without any mistakes!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers raised their arms and shouted, their morale was high.

The defending general looked at the excited expressions of his soldiers and his heart was filled with confidence.

He turned and looked into the distance, only to see the sky gradually darkening and covered with dark clouds, which seemed to indicate that a storm was about to come.

But he showed no fear at all, instead he felt an inexplicable excitement in his heart.

This storm will be a baptism for the Wei army and also an opportunity for them to achieve victory.

Immediately, the defender began to deploy the troops in detail.

He pointed to the direction of Mengjin on the map and said to the generals, "I plan to divide the troops into three groups. You will lead one group to attack Mengjin from the front; you will be responsible for one group to outflanking from the side; and I will lead the other group myself as a backup. We will attack from three sides and will definitely be able to capture E Huan."

The generals nodded in agreement. They knew the general was both wise and brave, and they had full confidence in his strategy.
So they immediately began to get ready for the expedition.

As night falls, Chenggao Pass is brightly lit.

The soldiers, wearing armor and holding weapons, stood on the parade ground in high spirits. The garrison commander stood on the high platform, looking around at the soldiers, with an inexplicable sense of pride in his heart.

He shouted loudly: "My fellow soldiers, this battle concerns the honor and disgrace of our Wei army, and also our lives. I order you to fight bravely and defend the Wei Kingdom to the death!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers raised their arms and shouted, their morale high.

This battle will be an important battle in their lives and will also be an opportunity for them to move towards glory.

Conferring titles on his wife and children may be a blessing in the near future!
Finally, the commander waved the flag in his hand and shouted loudly: "Move on!"

Immediately, three thousand elite soldiers quietly went out under the cover of night and rushed towards Mengjin.

. . .

The news that most of the Wei troops had left Chenggao Pass spread quickly through the Han Dynasty's spy network like a warm breeze in winter.

These spies, like ghosts in the dark night, shuttled silently between the enemy and us, reporting every subtle movement to the Han State Military Command in a timely manner.

Inside Xingyang City, the lights were dim. In a secret room, the flickering candlelight illuminated solemn and focused faces.

Among them, a general wearing silver armor and with a resolute face was listening attentively to the report of the spy. He was the famous general of the Han Dynasty - Zhao Yun.

There was a sharp light flashing in Zhao Yun's eyes, which was the sharpness and decisiveness when the opportunity for battle came.

He was overjoyed in his heart, but remained expressionless. He just nodded slightly, signaling the spy to leave.

Then he turned and looked at the map on the wall, his eyes as sharp as torches, as if he could penetrate the thin silk and see every inch of land in Chenggao Pass.

"A surprise attack on Chenggao Pass is a godsend opportunity!" Zhao Yun thought to himself, with a faint smile on his lips.

The key to a surprise attack is speed and secrecy. If you delay, the enemy will notice and your plan will fail.

Therefore, he immediately made a decision and ordered the army to prepare for a surprise attack.

The military camp was brightly lit and soldiers were busy moving around.

Zhao Yun, wearing armor and holding a spear, stood on the parade ground. His figure looked particularly tall in the firelight.

He looked around, his eyes as fast as lightning, sweeping across the faces of every soldier. There was both determination and expectation in his eyes.

"Brothers, most of the Wei troops at Chenggao Pass have left. This is a good opportunity for our Han army to defeat the enemy!" Zhao Yun's voice was as loud as a bell, piercing the night sky and echoing in every corner of the military camp.

Upon hearing this, the soldiers were all cheered up, with fighting spirit and determination flashing in their eyes.

"Tonight, I will personally lead three thousand elite troops to launch a surprise attack on Chenggao Pass. You must follow closely and be sure to maintain formation and not panic." Zhao Yun's words were short and powerful, and every word seemed to carry an irresistible force, filling the soldiers' hearts with confidence and courage.

As the night deepened, snowflakes began to fall from the sky, covering the earth with a layer of pure white gauze.

The cold wind made the flags flutter, but it could not extinguish the raging fire of war in the hearts of the Han soldiers.

Zhao Yun was wearing silver armor with a thin layer of snowflakes covering it, making him look even more heroic.

His face was resolute and his eyes flashed with a determined light, as if he could penetrate the darkness and look straight at Chenggao Pass ahead.

He stood in front of his horse with a spear in hand and shouted, "Brothers, follow me! Tonight, we will let the Wei army know that the iron hoofs of the Han army are invincible!"

After saying this, he waved his hand, and three thousand elite cavalrymen rushed out of the camp like a tide and rushed towards Chenggao Pass.

On a snowy night, the sound of horse hooves was like thunder, shaking the ground slightly.

Zhao Yun took the lead, and his figure left a series of deep hoof prints on the snow.

He gripped his spear tightly, his eyes sharp, and was always alert to the movements around him.

The three thousand elite cavalrymen behind him followed closely, all of them wearing armor, holding weapons, with resolute expressions, like a group of fearless warriors rushing to the battlefield.

While marching, Zhao Yun looked back at the team behind him from time to time to ensure that the formation was neat and no one was left behind.

As time passed, the night grew darker.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, and the fluttering snowflakes fell to the earth like flowers scattered by fairies.

The cold wind was as biting as a knife, but the Han soldiers showed no fear. They gritted their teeth and insisted on moving forward.

Finally, the outline of Chenggao Pass appeared faintly in the snowy night.

Zhao Yun's heart tightened, he knew that the real test was about to come.

He waved his hand to signal the team to stop, and he rode forward alone, carefully observing the defense situation of Chenggao Pass.

There were only sparse lights on the walls of Chenggao Pass, and the defenders had obviously relaxed their vigilance.

Zhao Yun was secretly delighted in his heart, but he looked more cautious.

He returned to the team and whispered to the soldiers: "Brothers, the Chenggao Pass garrison is lax, which is a good opportunity for us to launch a surprise attack. But remember, do not underestimate the enemy and act according to the plan." (End of this chapter)