Shuhan

The Han army's offensive was like a surging tide, one wave after another, day and night without stopping.

Obviously, the Han army had been preparing for this battle to destroy Wei for a long time, from the polishing of weapons to the practice of tactics, and countless efforts were put into every detail. There were as many as ten teams in the siege sequence, and each team was well-trained and had high morale.

In addition, there are reserve troops on standby at all times, ready to enter the battlefield at a critical moment and deal a fatal blow to the Wei army.

On the city wall, the Wei army was already exhausted. Days of fighting to defend the city had left them physically and mentally exhausted.

Morale was low and their eyes revealed endless fatigue and despair.

They looked at the Han army coming like a tide, their hearts filled with fear and anxiety.

After repeated sieges, the Wei army suffered heavy casualties. The blood dyed the city walls and the water in the moat red.

Faced with the huge casualties, the Wei army was already frightened and their fighting will was completely destroyed.

The Emperor of Wei stood on the city wall, looking at everything in front of him, feeling extremely anxious.

He knew very well that the Wei army was on the brink of collapse and he had to try every possible means to boost morale.

So he ordered that all the beauties, fine wines and delicacies in the palace be moved to the city walls and given as rewards to the soldiers defending the city.

However, these rewards were like illusory illusions in the eyes of Wei army soldiers.

They knew in their hearts that even if they had these rewards, would they still be alive to enjoy them? At the critical moment of life and death, these material possessions seemed so pale and powerless.

Upon seeing this, the Emperor of Wei personally walked among the soldiers and shouted, "Warriors, you are the pride of Wei and my soldiers! As long as you hold your ground, I will lead you to victory!"

His voice was hoarse and firm, and his eyes revealed endless determination.

However, at this moment, the Wei army soldiers were already disheartened. They looked at the emperor with helplessness and despair in their eyes.

They knew that the battle was already over and no amount of encouragement would help.

The Han army's offensive became increasingly fierce. Like a group of hungry wolves, they pounced madly on the Wei army's defense line.

On the ladders, the Han army warriors climbed up as nimbly as monkeys and fought a desperate battle with the Wei army.

The battering ram roared and slammed into the city wall like a giant beast. Every impact made the Wei army soldiers terrified.

The catapults were even more powerful. Huge stones, with blazing flames and roaring sounds, smashed into the city like meteorites from outer space, creating a mess.

Under the fierce attack of the Han army, the Wei army was defeated.

They were either killed, captured, or fled in panic. The flags of the Wei army on the top of the city gradually fell down, and were replaced by the flags of the Han army.

The Han army warriors shouted, waved their weapons, and rushed to every corner of the city.

Their eyes were filled with light of victory, as if they had seen the dawn of victory.

At this moment, there was a commotion in Luoyang City.

Fires were everywhere, smoke filled the air, and shouts of killing were deafening. It turned out that the high officials and nobles who were instigated by the Han State had already started to revolt and respond to the Han army's attack on the city after seeing that the Wei army was so vulnerable.

They either led their servants or gathered together the rogues in the market, and rushed towards the camps and mansions of the Wei army with weapons in hand.

These high-ranking officials and powerful families were already dissatisfied with the Wei court, and they longed for power, wealth and status.

Under the instigation of the Han Dynasty, they saw an opportunity to realize their ambitions.

So, they betrayed Wei without hesitation and threw themselves into the arms of Han.

At this moment, they were leading their men to wreak havoc in Luoyang City, looting the Wei army's supplies and property.

A noble family tyrant dressed in gorgeous clothes, holding a long sword, stood in front of the door of his mansion. His eyes flashed with cunning and arrogance, looking at the smoke-filled battlefield in the distance, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He shouted loudly: "Brothers, charge! The Wei army is no longer viable, now is the time for us to start an uprising! As long as we follow the Han army, we can have wealth and glory!" His voice was full of incitement, inspiring the men around him.

Under his leadership, a group of servants rushed into the streets, armed with weapons and shouting.

They either hacked and killed Wei soldiers, or robbed passers-by of their property, or burned Wei army tents.

The entire Luoyang city fell into chaos and panic. People fled in all directions, and cries and pleas for mercy were heard one after another.

The Wei army soldiers on the city wall looked at what was happening in the city, their hearts filled with despair and anger.

They knew that they were powerless to turn the tide and that the battle was completely lost.

They either continued to hold their positions, waiting for death to come; or laid down their weapons and surrendered to the Han army; or took advantage of the chaos to flee, trying to escape this place of death.

The Han army warriors pursued the victory and they were like an unstoppable torrent, sweeping across the entire Luoyang city.

Inside the Luoyang city wall, beacon fires blazed, smoke filled the air, and the sound of war drums was deafening. The defeat of the Wei army was inevitable.

Under the city wall, the Wei army soldiers retreated like a tide, some threw away their weapons and armor, some were seriously injured, and the sound of wailing was endless.

The entire battlefield fell into chaos, with dust flying everywhere, covering the sky and the sun, as if doomsday had come.

The Wei Emperor, Cao Rui, was now surrounded by a group of imperial guards in a corner of the city wall.

He was wearing a luxurious dragon robe, but at this moment the robe looked a little wrinkled, and was stained with blood and dust.

His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes revealed a bit of fear and anxiety, but more of it was a kind of determination and resoluteness.

He knew that if the city was breached, he would have no chance of survival.
As the king of a country, how could he just sit there and wait for death?
The chief eunuch, a thin eunuch with a sharp face, looked at the emperor with a panicked expression.

His eyes were wide open, full of fear and helplessness.

His hands kept rubbing the corners of his clothes, and his body was shaking slightly, as if he would collapse to the ground at any time.

He said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, are you going back to the palace?"

The sound was as thin as a mosquito, but it was particularly harsh in this chaotic battlefield.

Upon hearing this, Cao Rui smiled bitterly.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, but that smile was full of bitterness and helplessness.

Going back to the palace at this moment would only mean surviving for a short while.

The Wei army has been completely routed, and the Han army is as fierce as wolves and tigers. The journey back to the palace must be extremely dangerous.

He shook his head and said with a firm look, "If we go back to the palace now, we will only survive for a short while. Only if we break through will we have a chance of survival."

Although his voice was a little trembling, it revealed an unquestionable firmness.

I can't panic or lose my mind at this moment.

He is the emperor of Wei and the backbone of the Wei army. He must remain calm in order to lead the Wei army out of the siege.

After hearing what the emperor said, Bixie showed a hint of hesitation on his face.

Of course he knew the danger of breaking out, but he could not refute the emperor's words. He looked at the imperial guards around him and saw that they all had solemn faces and a determined light in their eyes.

They all knew that they had no way out at this moment, and only by fighting to the death could they save the emperor's life.

Seeing this, Cao Rui felt a little comforted.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner panic.

At this time, hope is the most important thing.

He had to give the imperial guards hope and confidence so that they would fight to the death.

He looked around and his eyes finally fell in the direction of the east gate.

It was seen that the Han army's offensive at the east gate was relatively weak, which seemed to be a breakthrough.

He was delighted and said quickly: "The Han army's offensive at the east gate has weakened, so we broke through from the east. As long as I am alive, you will all be great contributors, and enjoy endless wealth and glory!"

His voice was a little hoarse, but it was full of strength and determination.

When the imperial guards heard the emperor's words, a hint of excitement flashed in their eyes.

They knew that the emperor was making a promise to them that as long as they fought to the death to protect the emperor and succeed in breaking through, they would have endless wealth and glory.

They all clenched their weapons, looked firmly towards the direction of the east gate, and were ready to fight to the death for the emperor.

However, although Cao Rui's words aroused the morale of the imperial guards, everyone's hearts were still full of doubts and worries.

The road to breakout is extremely dangerous, and if you are not careful you could lose your life.

What's more, they also have to protect the emperor's safety, which makes them feel even more stressed.

Cao Rui saw the doubts and worries of the crowd, and his heart sank, but then he became firm again.

At this time, he could not show the slightest weakness or hesitation, otherwise the imperial guards would lose confidence.

He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound more firm and powerful: "I know you have concerns in your heart, but I can tell you that as long as you follow me, you will be able to break through the siege! I am the emperor of Wei, the true dragon emperor destined by heaven. How can my fate be controlled by these Han troops?"

His words were full of confidence and dominance, as if he really was the true dragon emperor destined by God.

After hearing the emperor's words, the imperial guards felt an inexplicable power surge in their hearts.

They believed what the emperor said, and believed that as long as they followed the emperor, they would be able to break through the siege!
At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew, making the flags on the city wall flutter.

Cao Rui took the opportunity to wave his sword and shouted: "Brave warriors of the Wei army, break through with me! As long as we work together, we will be able to defeat the Han army and restore the glory of the Wei Kingdom!"

His voice was so passionate and powerful that it seemed to be able to penetrate the smoke and dust of the battlefield and reach the depths of the hearts of every Wei army soldier.

Inspired by the emperor's words, the imperial guards waved their weapons and shouted loudly in response to the emperor's call.

Their voices resounded through the sky, as if to shake the entire battlefield apart.

Seeing this, Cao Rui felt slightly relieved.

He had successfully boosted the morale of the imperial guards, and now all he had to do was lead them to break out.

He took a deep breath and looked towards the east gate with a determined gaze.

He waved the sword in his hand and shouted loudly: "Let's go!"

Then he took the lead and rushed towards the east gate with a group of imperial guards.

His figure was looming in the smoke and dust, like a brave and fearless warrior.

The imperial guards followed closely behind the emperor, waving their weapons and shouting loudly to clear the way for the emperor.

Their figures formed an indestructible line of defense on the battlefield, as if no enemy could stop their advance.

Upon seeing this, the Han soldiers at the east gate turned their guns and shot at Cao Rui and his men.

The rain of arrows came like locusts, but Cao Rui and others showed no fear.

They waved their shields and weapons and bravely resisted the attacks of the Han army.

Some of the imperial guards were hit by arrows and fell to the ground, but their eyes were full of regret.

Before he could enjoy wealth and glory, his life was already gone!
Cao Rui was in the midst of the chaos, but he showed no fear.

He waved the sword in his hand, slashing left and right, and blocking the incoming arrows.

His figure was as agile as a flying warrior, like a warrior who had experienced many battles.

His heart was filled with determination and resolve. He knew that he must break out of the encirclement and survive to meet General Cao Zhen between Qing and Xu!

In this way, Cao Rui led a group of imperial guards and fought a desperate battle with the Han army at the east gate.

They fought desperately against the Han army's attack and broke out of the city step by step.

Although there were heavy casualties in the process, they never gave up hope and faith.

Finally, with the joint efforts of Cao Rui and the imperial guards, they successfully broke through the Han army's defense line at the east gate and rushed out of the city.

As the Wei Emperor Cao Rui led a group of elite soldiers and broke out of the Luoyang city gate like a meteor in the dark night, the once indestructible city defense seemed to have vanished in an instant.

On the city wall, the flags of the Wei army fluttered helplessly in the wind, as if telling the decline of a dynasty.

In Luoyang City, morale completely collapsed, like a building about to collapse, and it was irreversible.

The Han army surged in like a tide, their iron armor gleaming coldly in the sun, their steps firm and powerful.

Some of the people in the city were terrified and hid at home, not daring to go out; others watched it all numbly, with helplessness and despair in their eyes.

The shouts of the Han army and the neighing of the war horses intertwined together to form a song of victory, but it was also the death knell of the Wei Kingdom.

The Han army generals led the charge, holding spears and wearing armor, their eyes revealing their desire for victory and contempt for the enemy.

They commanded the soldiers to quickly occupy various key points in the city, including government offices, warehouses, barracks... every one of them fell into the hands of the Han army.

The soldiers were well-trained and their movements were quick and accurate. They knew that the victory at this moment was achieved with countless blood and lives.

On the streets of Luoyang, the figures of the Han army can be seen everywhere.

They were patrolling, searching, or escorting prisoners. The shops on the street had long been closed, with only occasional cries and groans coming from the cracks in the doors.

An elderly man sat in front of his house, watching the Han army pass by him. His eyes were full of vicissitudes and helplessness, as if he saw the future of the Wei State, which was pitch black.

And in the palace, the final resistance is still going on. (End of this chapter)