Shuhan

On top of Mang Mountain, the Han army camp stretched for several miles, with flags flying, blocking out the sky and the sun.

It was dusk, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the camp, giving this magnificent camp a golden glow.

The central army tent stood majestically in the center of the camp. Outside the tent, armored soldiers stood in rows, holding spears in their hands, with sharp blades hanging from their waists, their eyes were like torches and their expressions were solemn.

Inside the tent, the flickering candlelight illuminated the figures of many civil officials and military officers.

They were either standing or sitting, standing by, with different expressions on their faces.

Some had furrowed brows, as if pondering over strategies to defeat the enemy; some had sharp eyes, revealing an indomitable will to fight; and others had solemn expressions, evidently worried about the upcoming battle.

Liu Chan, the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, was wearing light armor with intricate dragon patterns carved on it, flashing a cold light.

He held Emperor Gao's White Snake-slaying Sword in his hand, and the sword was glowing with a faint cold light, as if it could cut off all the troubles in the world.

Liu Chan sat upright on the dragon throne, which was magnificent and golden, with carvings of dragons and phoenixes, demonstrating the emperor's supreme majesty.

His face looked a little immature, but his brows revealed a firmness and determination, which was the responsibility and courage of being the emperor of the Han Dynasty.

At this time, Zhuge Liang walked slowly forward. He was wearing a crane cloak and holding a feather fan. He had an immortal look and looked like a god.

The feather fan waved gently, bringing up a breeze that blew on Liu Chan's face.

Zhuge Liang looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, Cao Rui is stubborn and refuses to surrender. It seems that Luoyang will not surrender easily. Only by destroying Wei in one battle can we unify the Central Plains."

Upon hearing this, Liu Chan nodded, frowned slightly, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

He knew very well that this battle was related to the survival of the Han Dynasty and the safety of all people in the world.

He asked in a deep voice, "How long will the food and fodder last?" Although his voice was light, it revealed unquestionable majesty.

Upon hearing this, Fei Yi hurriedly stepped forward, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, there is enough food and grass to last for more than a month. With the continuous transportation of food and grass from Guanzhong and Shu, it should be enough to capture Luoyang. I have ordered people to speed up the supply to ensure a continuous supply of food and grass."

After hearing Fei Yi's words, Liu Chan felt a little relieved.

He nodded and glanced at the generals on the field again.

At this time, his eyes fell on Zhong Hui and Cui Lin.

Both of them are intelligent and brave, and perhaps we can get some useful information from them.

Liu Chan asked in a deep voice: "Is there anyone in Luoyang City who is willing to restore order and surrender to the Han Dynasty?" There was a sense of expectation and urgency in his voice.

Upon hearing this, the young Zhong Hui hurriedly stepped forward.

He was dressed in armor, looking dashing and heroic, with a heroic look between his brows.

He knew that this moment was a great opportunity for him to showcase his talents.

He bowed and said, "Your Majesty, everyone in Luoyang is in danger now. Cao Rui's tyranny has long lost the support of the people. There are countless people willing to work for the Han Dynasty. When Your Majesty attacks the city, they will start an uprising at the critical moment, cooperate with each other and punish the traitors together."

As Zhong Hui spoke, his expression was firm and his tone revealed an unquestionable confidence.

He knew very well that this battle was related to the rise and fall of the Han Dynasty as well as his own future.

He is willing to do his best and contribute his strength to the unification of the Han Dynasty.

Liu Chan was overjoyed when he heard Zhong Hui's words.

He nodded, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes.

What Zhong Hui said was true. There were indeed many people in Luoyang City who were dissatisfied with Cao Rui's tyranny and would rise up when the time was right.

At this time, Cui Lin also stepped forward, bowed and said: "Your Majesty, what Zhong Hui said is very true. I also have many old friends in Luoyang, and they all hate Cao Rui's tyranny. As long as your majesty's army arrives, they will respond one after another and help the Han Dynasty unify the Central Plains."

After hearing Cui Lin's words, Liu Chan became more determined.

Although this battle is difficult, it is not without a chance of winning.

In other words, the chances of winning are very high.

He looked at the generals in the field and said in a deep voice: "My dear ministers, now that we have come to this, this battle is inevitable. Our Han Dynasty has been established for hundreds of years and has experienced many ups and downs, but it has always stood firm. Today, I am willing to fight side by side with you to completely capture Luoyang and destroy the Wei Kingdom!"

As Liu Chan spoke, his expression was firm, and his tone revealed an unquestionable determination.

When the generals in the field heard Liu Chan's words, their blood boiled.

This moment is their perfect opportunity to demonstrate their loyalty and courage.

After being granted the title of nobility and appointed as prime minister, this attack on Luoyang was his last chance to gain great merit.

Not to be missed!

They all bowed and saluted, saying, "We are willing to obey your majesty's orders and swear allegiance to the Han Dynasty until death!"

Zhuge Liang looked at the generals on the field and felt relieved.

Although this battle is difficult, with the firm determination of the Han emperor and the concerted efforts of all the generals, they will surely be able to defeat the Wei army and unify the Central Plains.

He waved his feather fan and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, I am willing to lead the troops to Luoyang and swear to break through the enemy city and capture Cao Rui!"

Liu Chan was overjoyed when he heard what Zhuge Liang said.

Zhuge Liang was both wise and brave, and was a pillar of the Han Dynasty.

With him leading the troops to Luoyang, this battle will surely be won. He nodded and said, "Good! I am very pleased that the Prime Minister is willing to lead the troops. I wish the Prime Minister a successful start and immediate success!"

Zhuge Liang bowed and said, "I will live up to your majesty's high expectations and fight for the Han Dynasty to unify the Central Plains!"

After that, he turned around and looked at the generals in the field, and said in a deep voice: "Generals, you have experienced countless battles. Today's battle is related to the survival of the Han Dynasty. I hope you will fight bravely and restore the Han Dynasty!"

Upon hearing this, all the generals responded in unison: "We are willing to obey the Prime Minister's orders and swear allegiance to the Han Dynasty until death!" The voices were deafening and resounded through the sky.

At this time, the sky outside the tent was gradually darkening, and the night was covering Mang Mountain like ink.

The Han army camp was brightly lit and bustling with people.

The soldiers are making intensive preparations for the upcoming war; they are sharpening their swords and their morale is high.

The next day, as dawn broke in the sky, a solemn and murderous atmosphere permeated the air outside Luoyang City.

The Han army's camp was like a sleeping beast, gradually waking up at the call of the morning light.

The flags fluttered in the wind. The red, yellow, blue and white flags were intertwined together, like a colorful ocean, magnificent and majestic.

Various siege weapons were arranged neatly. The towering ladders pointed straight to the sky like a ladder to heaven. The battering rams were huge, with iron wheels rolling, as if they could crush all obstacles. And the catapults, with their huge arms quietly pointing to the sky, were ready to go. It was a dark mass and very intimidating.

In front of the army, a dragon flag was flying high. It was the symbol of the Han emperor. Above the dragon flag, a golden dragon was flying, lifelike, as if it would break through the sky at any time and overlook the battlefield.

Under their banners, the Han army soldiers were wearing iron armor, holding spears, with firm eyes and high morale.

They knew that this battle was a matter of honor and disgrace for the Han Dynasty and the fate of the world.

In Luoyang City, the Wei army was also ready for battle.

On the city wall, arrow towers stood in rows, and between the battlements, the soldiers guarding the city were agile and sharp-eyed. Some of them held longbows, while others hung short swords from their waists. They were all experienced warriors.

The Emperor of Wei even came to the city wall in person. He was wearing a dragon robe and a crown, looking extremely majestic.

He stood at the highest point of the city wall, his eyes scanning every inch of the wall and every soldier to boost morale.

His voice was as loud as a bell, resounding through the sky: "I will live and die with you, Luoyang City must not be lost!"

However, despite the powerful words of the Wei emperor, Luoyang was under siege and the Wei state was in crisis. Even the soldiers in the city could feel this situation.

Although they were among those defending the city, fear was already evident on their faces.

Some soldiers held their spears tightly with both hands, their knuckles turned white from the force, but their eyes revealed a hint of uneasiness; some soldiers looked into the distance from time to time, as if looking for a possibility of escape.

They knew in their hearts that Wei had little chance of winning this battle.

woohoo~
Boom boom boom!
As the Han army's war drums and trumpets sounded, the atmosphere on the battlefield instantly became extremely tense.

Under the cover of various siege equipment, the Han army's engineering column rushed towards Luoyang like a tide.

Ladders were quickly erected, spanning the moat like a bridge, and the warriors climbed up like monkeys; the battering rams roared like giant beasts, their iron wheels rolling over the ground, making a deafening sound, and rushed straight towards the city wall.

The catapult was even more powerful. Gunpowder and huge stones were loaded into it, and then the rope was pulled suddenly. The huge stones were thrown into the city with blazing flames and roaring sounds, like meteorites from outer space.

There were continuous explosions, flames shot up into the sky, and smoke rose up.

The people in the city were panicking and running around. Some were hit by huge rocks and screamed in agony; some were knocked to the ground by the impact of the gunpowder explosion and were covered with wounds. The entire Luoyang city seemed to be in chaos and panic.

The Wei army showed no sign of weakness and began to defend the city with the city defense equipment.

The archers on the arrow tower drew their bows and shot arrows at the Han army attacking the city like raindrops; the soldiers defending the city between the battlements waved spears and daggers and fought a desperate battle with the Han army that climbed up the city wall.

They were agile and quick in their movements, and every swing of the sword and every stabbing was full of strength and determination.

At a corner of the city wall, Xiahou Xian was directing the soldiers to defend.

He is tall and strong, with a resolute face and an indomitable spirit in his eyes.

Holding a long sword, he stood at the forefront of the city wall and shouted: "Brothers, we are the warriors of Wei and the defenders of Luoyang City! We can't let the Han army step over our corpses!"

His voice was full of power and passion, inspiring every soldier around him.

Under his leadership, the morale of the Wei army soldiers was greatly boosted. They waved their weapons and launched a fierce confrontation with the Han army that was attacking the city.

Some soldiers used spears to stab the Han army that climbed up the city wall and knocked them down from the city; some soldiers waved short swords and fought with the Han army in close combat, and blood splattered all over the city wall.

However, despite the brave resistance of the Wei army soldiers, the Han army's offensive was as surging as the tide, one wave after another.

Catapults continuously threw huge stones and gunpowder into the city, causing huge damage and casualties; ladders and battering rams continuously sent the Han army to the city walls.

Although the Wei army resisted stubbornly, they gradually felt overwhelmed.

On a street in the city, an elderly man was walking unsteadily with the help of a cane.

He witnessed the fierce offensive of the Han army and the tenacious resistance of the Wei army, and his heart was filled with emotion.

He murmured to himself: "The world is in such a mess. Can Luoyang City be defended?" His eyes revealed helplessness and worry.

On the other side of the city wall, a young Wei soldier was standing between the battlements, holding a spear tightly.

His face was pale and his forehead was covered with sweat, but his eyes revealed determination and courage.

He knew in his heart that this battle was a matter of life and death, as well as the future of the State of Wei.

He secretly made up his mind to do his best to protect Luoyang City!

woohoo~
Boom boom boom!
The Han army's war drums and trumpets sounded again, and the offensive became more fierce.

Although the Wei army soldiers were exhausted, they still gritted their teeth and persisted in fighting.

They knew that in this battle, there was no retreat and only a fight of life and death!

In an arrow tower on the city wall, a Wei army archer was drawing his bow and aiming at the Han army attacking the city.

He has sharp eyes and skillful techniques, and every arrow he shoots hits the target accurately.

However, as time went on, his arms began to feel sore and weak, but he still endured the pain and continued shooting arrows.

He knew in his heart that each of his arrows could be the key to deciding the outcome of the battle.

In the Han army camp below the city, a Han army general Liao Hua, wearing iron armor, was waving a long sword and commanding the soldiers to attack the city.

He is tall and mighty, with a resolute face, and his eyes reveal a confidence in victory.

Liao Hua shouted loudly: "Brothers, charge! If we can capture Luoyang City, we will be the winners!"

His voice was full of power and passion, inspiring every soldier around him.

Under his leadership, the morale of the Han soldiers was high. They waved their weapons and rushed towards Luoyang City.

Some soldiers climbed up the ladders and bravely rushed towards the city walls; some soldiers pushed the battering rams and hit the city walls; and some soldiers were responsible for loading the catapults and throwing boulders and gunpowder into the city.

The entire battlefield was filled with smoke and the sound of killing was deafening.

As time went on, the battle became more intense.

Although the Wei army resisted stubbornly, they gradually fell into trouble.

The Han army's morale was high and their offensive became more fierce.

At a corner of the city wall, a Wei soldier was stabbed in the chest by a Han spear. He screamed and fell to the ground.

The blood dyed his clothes and the city walls red.

His eyes were filled with reluctance and regret, but his life had come to an end.

Not far from this soldier, a young general of the Wei army was wielding a sword and fighting a desperate battle with the Han army that was attacking the city.

He was agile and had great swordsmanship, and he could kill a Han soldier every time he swung his sword.

However, as time went on, his physical strength gradually declined and he suffered multiple injuries.

But he still gritted his teeth and kept fighting.

Woo woo woo~Boom boom boom!
The Han army's war drums and trumpets sounded again, and the attack became more fierce.

Although the Wei army soldiers fought with all their might, they were still unable to withstand the fierce attack of the Han army. The Wei soldiers on the city wall fell one after another, and their blood dyed the city wall and the moat red.

The Han soldiers under the city rushed in like a tide, unstoppable.

Cao Rui saw it all and was worried. Is Luoyang going to be broken?
Is it possible that the foundation of the three generations of the Wei Dynasty will be destroyed under his hands? (End of this chapter)