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At night, the cold wind was bone-piercing, and the snow covered the south.
In Yuan Shao's residence, a middle-aged man with a dispirited look sat in front of the stove, holding a wooden branch and constantly fiddling with the red-hot charcoal inside.‘The crackling sound continued to enter his ears. The flames danced, and waves of hot air assaulted his face.
" My lord, Han Shang led Zhou Cang as the vanguard and led 100,000 troops straight for Nanpi," Feng Ji said.
That dispirited middle-aged man was Yuan Shao. His eyes were lifeless as he continued to stare at the furnace.
" Generals Yan Liang and Wen Chou have already set off with their troops. The snow is so heavy that the mountain roads are difficult to traverse and suitable for ambushes. As long as the two generals work together to assassinate Han Shang, this predicament can be resolved," Feng Ji said.
Yuan Shao's eyes were still dull and half-dead. Ever since his plan to take Jizhou failed, it had been like a nightmare. First, he had fought with Gongsun Zan in Nanpi. Countless soldiers had died and food had been exhausted. In addition, how could he be willing to defend a small place with his great talent and strategy? He exhausted his family's capital to collect food everywhere and trained 150,000 troops to attack Jizhou again.
However, the locusts in Hanoi caused no harvest, and the 150,000 soldiers had no food to eat. In the end, he burned his bridges and sent out a large amount of manpower and financial resources to purchase Jizhou's grain and fodder. Then, he plotted against Han Shang's ignorant child.
Hanoi was already riddled with holes. Now that the army was pressing down, everyone was panicking.
" Why haven't you fled? The streets are filled with refugees. The descendants of the aristocratic families have already started fleeing a month ago. Why haven't you fled?" Yuan Shao's voice was weak, and his thick hair was somewhat white.
Feng Ji's eyes turned red and tears fell like rain. He fell to his knees.
Yuan Shao suddenly stood up and shouted angrily at the sky,"" Han Shang, you damned bastard! Despicable and shameless Zhao Yun! I want to hack you into pieces!"
Zhao Yun led 500 men of sacrifice to burn the last of Yuan Shao's rations.
With Yan Liang, Ji Tian Feng, and 150,000 soldiers, Yuan Shao couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
His only hope now was that Yan Liang and Wen Chou could successfully assassinate Han Shang.
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In the commander's tent.
Han Shang was wearing a purple gold crown, a pure black armor with dragon patterns, and a fiery red cloak. He sat upright in the position of commander.
The generals Zhao Yun, Zhou Cang, Di Wu, and the others lined up one after another. The generals were all clad in battle armor and looked awe-inspiring. They had won several battles in a row. Han Shang's army was unstoppable.
" My lord, Yuan Shao is now an arrow at the end of its flight. I am willing to attack Nanpi overnight," said Zhou Cang, who stepped forward.
Han Shang looked at Guo Jia and asked for his opinion.
Guo Jia smiled." General Zhou, there's no need to be anxious. It's difficult to travel on the roads after such heavy snow. It's easy to be ambushed on the small mountain paths. We'll set out for Nanpi tomorrow."
Zhou Cang nodded and retreated.
" Fengxiao, how long can Yuan Shao's army last?" Han Shang asked.
"According to Jia's estimation, our army will surround Nanpi for at most three days before the city can be breached." Guo Jia was full of confidence." Tonight, Yan Liang, Wen Chou, will definitely come to assassinate my lord."
"A few days ago, Zhang He swept away 30,000 disguised mounted gangsters from Yuan Shao's army. Yan Liang, Wen Chou, and the others didn't dare to come out, mainly because they were afraid of General Zilong. Now that Zilong was in the tent, how could he dare? Di Wu's worship of Zhao Yun was almost blind.
Guo Jia said,"That's because Yan Liang and Wen Chou didn't know where General Zilong was, so they didn't dare to attack rashly. General Zhang He and General Zilong will definitely be able to defeat Yan Liang and Wen Chou if they join forces. Now that General Zhang He is guarding Wing Prefecture and only Zilong is in his tent, they will definitely come."
" He's here!" Zhao Yun shouted. Guo Jia's voice had yet to settle.
Han Shang and the others rushed out of the tent. Outside the tent, there was a continuous stretch of torches that soared into the sky. Two tall figures leaped over the top of the tent as if they had entered a no-man's land. The surrounding soldiers were unaware.
The Commander-in-chief Battalion was surrounded by 100,000 soldiers, so it would not be easy to find them.
Suddenly, the two figures stopped and looked at Han Shang. Yan Liang and Wen Chou also noticed that Han Shang and the others had noticed them.
With a swoosh, the two of them appeared twenty zhang away from Han Shang and the others.
Yan Liang said,"If I had killed you back then, I wouldn't have had to go through so much trouble today."
Zhao Yun angrily shouted,"How dare you!" With a shake of her silver spear, a burst of energy burst forth, causing the surrounding tents to collapse. She bent over and charged forward, the spearhead turning into countless stars as it shot towards Yan Liang.
Wen Chou was nine feet tall and had dark skin. He had a rare inch of hair and was very masculine. His muscles were like steel bars exposed outside his armor. He held a long saber in his hand and had a threatening aura. Han Shang praised him in his heart. He was worthy of being a famous general of Hanoi and was comparable to Divine General Zhang Fei.
Yan Liang's long spear had already collided with Zhao Yun's silver spear a few times. The surrounding energy emitted was like an air shield, and even the falling snowflakes from the sky drifted away.
In just a few rounds, Zhang Yun had already gained the upper hand. Under the suppression of his lightning-fast spear technique, Yan Liang felt dizzy and had difficulty breathing.
Wen Chou's eyes were like a falcon's as he stared at Zhao Yun's silver spear.
Yan Liang's eyes seemed to shoot out a divine light, his aura rising. Although he was at a disadvantage, his aura did not decrease, but instead increased. Wen Chou's mouth curled into a smile, and he took a few steps forward, guarding the periphery of the battle circle.
Zhao Yun was not afraid at all. She turned the spear with her left hand and the silver spear spun at a high speed, stabbing towards Yan Liang's eyes. The strong wind caused by the force of the spear shattered the tents on the ground. Yan Liang closed his eyes tightly and waved his spear to disperse the powerful force of the spear. If he was even a second slower, his eyes would have been shattered by the force of the spear.
The speed at which Zhao Yun retracted her spear was shocking. The spearhead flashed and was already on Yan Liang's chest. Just as she was about to stab him, Wen Chou, who was thirty feet away, shot a glance at her. Zhao Yun's heart skipped a beat as she moved to Yan Liang's side.
Wen Chou took another three steps forward, maintaining a distance from the two of them, but he still did not make a move.
Only Zhao Yun, who was in the middle of the game, felt the threat Wen Chou posed to him, causing him to hold back and not dare to use his full strength against Yan Liang.
It was as if his every move could not be hidden from the covetous spectators. As long as he was distracted, the other party could hit his weakness with the force of a thunderbolt.
Zhao Yun's left hand suddenly pulled out the sword at her waist. Her movement was swift and fierce, and a refracted sword shadow flashed past. With a loud bang, the light was dazzling, illuminating the surrounding 100 feet.
Wen Chou didn't make any movements, but he had already rushed into the light.
……
The light was too dazzling, and no one could see what was going on inside. They could only hear the sound of weapons being exchanged.
The light gradually dissipated. Zhao Yun was like a god descending. She held a spear in her right hand and a sword in her left hand. There was not a trace of emotion on her handsome face.
Yan Liang stared at Zhao Yun with a vicious gaze. He held the spear with both hands and lowered his body. The ugly long knife hung on the ground, and the blade emitted a black aura.
Zhao Yun let out a long breath. Wen Chou had finally made his move. After she had used the method to suppress the box, he had finally made his move.
Wen Chou's entrance had changed from being hidden to being exposed. To Zhao Yun, it broke the scruples in her heart.
Han Shang and the others looked at the situation nervously. Di Wu's eyesight was poor, so he could not even see the shadows of their spears. This was not a battle that ordinary generals could understand.
" My lord, General Zilong is so strong," Di Wu said.
Zhou Cang's wide face was filled with surprise. His entire body trembled as he muttered,"" So strong, even stronger than General Heaven Duke."
Zhou Cang was born in a Yellow Turban. He had seen Heaven Duke Zhang Jiao fight and was already regarded as a celestial. Now that he saw Zhao Yun and Yan Liang, Wen Chou, fight even stronger than the celestial Zhang Jiao, he was tongue-tied and his mind went blank.
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