Shuhan

In Ping County, the morning light was just breaking and a thin mist was lingering. The central military tent of the front army command post stood tall. Outside the tent, flags were fluttering and armored soldiers stood in rows, creating a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

Inside the big tent, candles were lit brightly, illuminating the entire space as bright as day.

Liu Chan, wearing light armor, stood in the center of the central military tent. The armor shone coldly under the candlelight. Although the armor was light, it outlined his tall and straight figure, making him look very heroic.

His face was somewhat young, but his brows revealed a firmness and calmness that could not be ignored. His eyes were like torches, flashing with wisdom, as if he could see through everything.

Behind him, a huge map of Luoyang was hung on the wall. The map was painted with fine brushstrokes, and the mountains, rivers, cities and roads were all lifelike.

On the map, the deployment of the Wei army was clearly marked with red and blue flags. Each flag represented an army, either stationed or marching, and the situation was clear.

The positions of the various Han troops were also indicated by marks of different colors, forming a sharp contrast with the Wei army. It was like an intricate chess game where every move was a matter of life and death.

Liu Chan's eyes moved slowly across the map, his fingers gently stroking his chin, thinking secretly in his heart.
We know very well that the outcome of this battle is not only related to the rise and fall of the Han Dynasty, but also to the life and death of countless soldiers, and even the safety of all people in the world.

A trace of solemnity flashed across his eyes, but was immediately replaced by determination. He believed that as long as the strategy was right, the Han army would be able to defeat the enemy and win.

On one side of the central military tent, a huge sand table is clearly visible. On the sand table, the entire Luoyang city is exquisitely reproduced. Every brick and tile, every street seems to have been shrunk countless times, but still lifelike.

Key facilities such as the Taicang, the armory, and the twelve gates are specially marked and represented by different small models, making the layout of the entire Luoyang city clear at a glance.

The situation of the garrison in the city is also displayed through small flags and soldier models, and it is clearly visible where the elite troops are and where the weak troops are.

The production of the sand table undoubtedly took a lot of effort. Every detail was carefully carved. Even the river in the city was simulated with a small canal. The gurgling water seemed to tell the antiquity and prosperity of Luoyang City. Liu Chan leaned down and looked at the sand table carefully. His fingers gently slid across the sand table, as if he had traveled through time and space and personally stepped on the land that was about to become a battlefield.

"Your Majesty, this sand table was made with the intelligence obtained by our scouts and spies at the cost of their lives." Fei Yi, a man dressed in scholar's clothes, said respectfully, his eyes full of admiration for Liu Chan and anticipation for the upcoming battle.

Upon hearing this, Liu Chan nodded slightly, with a complex emotion surging in his heart.

The acquisition of this intelligence was inseparable from the scouts who fought bravely on the front lines, risking their lives to go deep behind enemy lines to investigate the enemy's situation. It was also inseparable from the spies of the Han Dynasty's military headquarters, who lurked in the Wei army, treading on thin ice, spying on military intelligence, and even instigating rebellion among Wei officials and generals, providing powerful internal support for the Han army.

Thinking of this, Liu Chan's eyes softened a lot, and he said softly: "Pass the order down, give the scouts and the brave warriors of the spy army the most generous rewards. Their contributions will not be forgotten by the Han Dynasty."

Fei Yi took the order and left, while Liu Chan continued to stare at the sand table and began to think about the next strategic deployment in his mind.

Although the Wei army is powerful, it is not invulnerable. As long as we find their weakness and give them a fatal blow, the balance of victory will tilt towards the Han army.

"Your Majesty, I think our army can first break through from the Jianchun Gate in Luoyang City. There are relatively fewer troops stationed there, and the terrain is conducive to our offensive." Another strategist stepped forward and said, pointing to the Jianchun Gate on the sand table.

Liu Chan frowned when he heard this. He carefully examined the Jianchun Gate area on the sand table and thought to himself. Jianchun Gate was indeed a breakthrough point, but the Wei army could not be completely defenseless. They would definitely set up many traps there and wait for the Han army to fall into the trap.

After all, there is Changmancang and Taicang here, which is the place where Luoyang stores grain. Beyond Taicang is Luoyang Arsenal, where all Luoyang's weapons are stored, and it is not easy to attack.

"Don't act rashly." Liu Chan shook his head slowly, his voice steady and powerful. "The Wei army will certainly be prepared, we need to take a long-term view and look for a better opportunity to fight."

When the counselors heard this, they all showed admiration on their faces. They knew that although Liu Chan was young, he had extraordinary wisdom and courage. Every decision he made was carefully considered and never made rashly.

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard outside the tent, and a messenger hurried in, knelt on one knee, and handed over an urgent report with both hands.

"Your Majesty, scouts report that the Wei army is showing signs of mobilization, and seems to want to strengthen the defense of Jianchun Gate." The messenger's voice was slightly panting, and it was obvious that he had rushed all the way.

Liu Chan took the urgent report, quickly read it through, and sneered in his heart.

The Wei army's actions were exactly as he expected. They wanted to strengthen the defense of Jianchun Gate to stop the Han army's offensive.

However, this was exactly what Liu Chan wanted. What he wanted was for the Wei army to move and reveal more flaws.

"Inform all departments to proceed according to the original plan, but to strengthen monitoring of the Wei army's movements. Report any changes immediately." Liu Chan gave the order decisively. His voice was firm and powerful, full of desire for victory.

The counselors took the order and left, and peace returned to the tent again.

Liu Chan stood in front of the sand table, gazing at the land that was about to become a battlefield, and an inexplicable sense of pride surged in his heart.

He knew that this battle would be an important test in his life and would also be a crucial battle in the rise and fall of the Han Dynasty.

But he believed that as long as the Han army united and fought bravely, victory would eventually belong to them.

As time went on, the atmosphere in the big tent became more and more tense.

The soldiers each performed their duties and were busy preparing for the upcoming battle.

Liu Chan always stood in front of the sand table, pondering every possible opportunity and strategy.

There was a determination gleam in his eyes, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.

All the ministers left, and Zhou Che, dressed in black, stepped forward, leaned over and whispered something in Liu Chan's ear. Upon hearing what Liu Chan said, his face was filled with joy.

"The Wei Kingdom is really going to perish. The aristocratic families are spineless and cannot be trusted. It's ridiculous that Cao Pi still wants to use the power of the aristocratic families, but he doesn't know that they are not loyal at all."

Finally, when the last ray of sunlight disappeared on the horizon, Liu Chan issued the final order: "Order the entire army, at dawn tomorrow, launch a general attack on Luoyang City!"

His voice echoed throughout the entire tent, and the soldiers were all cheered up when they heard it. They knew that the moment of the decisive battle had arrived.

They held their weapons tightly, their eyes gleaming with determination, ready to fight for the glory of the Han people. (End of this chapter)