After being abandoned by Liu Bei, Cao Cao begged me to be a military adviser

"Is it worth it?" Yuan Shangdao: "Move my troops immediately and take back the city gate!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers came to report: "My lord, something is wrong. Cao Jun was found ten miles outside the city. The leader of the army is Cao Cao!"

"What?" Yuan Shang's eyes widened suddenly.

"Oops!" The judge shook his head and sighed, "Cao Cao is here, so Cao Ren is not far away!"

As soon as the words were finished, the soldiers came to report: "My lord, something is wrong. Cao Cao led the troops from the camp outside the city and came straight to Yecheng!"

At this moment, Yuan Shang panicked, and cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.

I thought Cao Cao was going to attack Handan City, so he asked Lu Kuang and Lu Xiang to support him.

Unexpectedly, these two people turned against each other and helped Cao Cao kill his own people.

"Sir, hundreds of thousands of Cao troops are pressing down on the border, how can we resist?"

The judge shook his head: "My lord, if you destroy Lu Kuang and Lu Xiang with an iron fist, you may be able to stop Cao Cao and Cao Ren!"

"Then what if the second general can't be wiped out?" Yuan Shang asked.

Shenpei said again: "If you really can't destroy it, you don't have to work in vain. Quickly withdraw from Yecheng and retreat to Handan City!"

Yuan Shang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

The fear Cao Jun brought to him has not been eliminated so far.

There are no more than [-] to [-] soldiers and horses in the city, so it is okay to use the city to hold on.

But if the city gate is seized, there is no danger to defend at this time.

If you are dying, it is better to run for your life early.

He didn't want to hide among the dead for the second time and pretend to be dead.

"Pass down my military order and order Yin Kai to lead the troops behind, and the rest of the troops will follow me to retreat to Handan City!"

"Obey!" All the generals under the tent clasped their fists together.

The incident happened suddenly, and no one expected to retreat to Handan City so quickly.

It was too late to take away a lot of food, grass and supplies needed for the march, let alone family members.

There was still a scuffle in front of the city gate, and Yin Kai, who had few soldiers, was at a disadvantage.

Inside and outside the city gate are soldiers and horses of the Lu family brothers.

Not only that, but the traces of Cao Jun's main force can already be seen from the top of the city.

"The prime minister leads the troops to come personally, brothers follow me to kill!" Lu Kuang ascended and shouted, and the combat effectiveness of his soldiers and horses doubled.

"Ah!" Yin Kai roared in grief and anger, and finally chose to continue to retreat with more than ten thousand soldiers and horses, using the street as a stronghold to block the enemy's advance.

As Cao Cao led heavy troops into the city, Yin Kai's defense line kept moving back, holding on and holding on.

Street fighting in the city is far less enjoyable than offensive and defensive warfare.

Yin Kai and his soldiers and horses hid everywhere like mice.

Cao Jun grabbed Yin Kai like a cat catching a mouse.

Until late at night, the fighting did not subside.

In the early morning of the second day, the banners on the top of the city of Ye City changed.

The streets in the city were stained red with blood, and broken limbs and arms can be seen everywhere.

General Yin Kai died in battle in the city, and his subordinates either surrendered or died.

Cao Cao officially entered the capital of Yecheng.

Chapter 72

It took only one day and one night for Cao Cao to take Yecheng.

Yuan Shang, who succeeded him as the lord of Hebei, didn't even resist and fled with his troops.

This result undoubtedly once again boosted the morale of Cao Ying's troops.

Cao Cao rewarded his meritorious deeds, and held a banquet for the three armies that night, singing and dancing.

In the middle of the night, Cao Cao changed into coarse linen clothes and took Xu Chu out of the city quietly.

Xu Chu reminded: "Prime Minister, Mr. Ziyu has already entered the city with the army tonight, and is not camping outside the city!"

Cao Cao shook his head: "Go to Yuan Shao's grave!"

"Obey!" Xu Chu suddenly realized, and hurriedly drove the carriage to General Yuan Shao's Mausoleum on the west mountain outside the city.

The moonlight was bright and clear, and the earth seemed to be covered with a layer of silver frost.

Xu Chu parked the carriage at the foot of the mountain, and climbed to the west mountain with Cao Cao.

When the two walked halfway up the mountain, they unexpectedly saw a faint figure flickering in front of Yuan Shao's mausoleum.

"Silence!" Cao Cao gestured with his hand, and the two approached the mausoleum quietly.

At this time, it was Liu Xian and Lao Huang who were squatting in front of Yuan Shao's mausoleum.

Liu Xian took a jug of wine and spilled it on the ground, and picked up the remaining half of the jug himself.

"Yuan Shao, you and I are not destined to meet each other because of half a poem!"

"Half a poem shocked Hebei, the world only knows that the poem does not recognize people!"

"Everyone knows Liu Quide, but no one knows me, Liu Ziyu!"

"You mediocre lord can be regarded as half of my fans!"

"Tonight, I will help you fulfill your long-cherished wish and burn the whole poem for you!"

"Don't thank me, and don't use it to find me!"

"If you want to find it, you can find Xu You!"

After Liu Xian finished speaking, he held up the jug and drank heavily.

Lao Huang on the side held bamboo slips and carefully carved words with the Seven Star Sword.

"Have you finished engraving?" Liu Xian asked Lao Huang.

Lao Huang shook his head: "Sir, your poem is a bit long! I can't finish it in a while!"

"Carve slowly!" Liu Xian continued to drink.

He has no feelings for Yuan Shao at all.

Xu You's entrustment was not enough for him to come to visit Yuan Shao.

What really made Liu Xian want to come to Yuan Shaoling was that half line of the poem.

Since ancient times, no one has died in life, and he has left his heart to shine on Han Qing.

In fact, it was just half a line of poetry that Liu Xian recited casually back then.

The real source is "Crossing Ling Ding Yang" written by the great writer Wen Tianxiang in the Song Dynasty thousands of years later.

The reason why I never wrote the whole poem.

It is because the background of the whole poem is quite different from the environment he is in at this time.

Although the chicken feet may not necessarily be exposed, there must be little black spots.

But now he's not afraid anymore, it's just burning it for a dead man to see, it doesn't matter if it's changed or not.

"Good poems, good poems, good poems, rather than wasting time engraved on bamboo slips, it is better to write them on bamboo slips, because they will be burned anyway!"

Suddenly, a middle-aged old man's thick voice came from Liu Xian's side.

"The old man is right. Would you like to try my good wine?" Liu Xian turned his head with a smile and raised the jug to the other party.

But at this time, Liu Xian was shocked to find that there was no one beside him.

Turning his head again, only Lao Huang was carving bamboo slips beside him.

At this moment, Liu Xian felt a chill run down his spine.

"Old Huang!" Liu Xian pushed Lao Huang's arm.

Lao Huang asked, "What's the matter, sir?"

Liu Xian said: "Did you hear someone talking just now?"

"No!" Lao Huang shook his head.

Liu Xian said: "He said that it is better to write on the bamboo slips with a pen than to engrave them on the bamboo slips. Anyway, they will be burned!"

Lao Huang put down the seven-star sword: "Sir, there are only you and me and a dog here, there is absolutely no third person?"

"Damn, what the hell?" Liu Xian looked around, cold sweat started to break out on his forehead.

If I had known it was so scary, I would never have chosen to come here in the middle of the night.

"Yuan is here to thank Mr. Xiao!"

The old man's voice came from Liu Xian's side again.

"Who? Who the hell?" Liu Xian yelled out, making the old Huang beside him tremble in fright, and the little yellow dog also yelled.

Lao Huang quickly stood up: "Sir, you scared me to death, how can there be a third person here?"

But at this moment, Lao Cao who was hiding in the grass in the distance came out with Lao Xu.

Lao Cao looked like a guilty conscience.

Old Xu scratched his head, thinking that I hid it well, why was it discovered?

"Fuck!" Lao Huang was stunned on the spot: "Is there really someone here?"

Lao Cao stepped forward and cupped his hands to signal: "Brother Ziyu, I laughed!"

Liu Xian asked, "What the hell are you two doing there sneaking around?"

Lao Cao was stunned, stuck on the spot, and turned to look at Lao Xu.

Old Xu said: "You are not in the city, my Ji Ye came here to find you!"

"Ah... that's right!" Lao Cao nodded again and again, and quietly gave Lao Xu a thumbs up, praising his intelligence.

Liu Xian pointed at Lao Cao: "You were the one talking just now?"

"I didn't say anything!" Lao Cao shook his head.

Liu Xian said: "You didn't talk, the dog talked?"

"Wow, woof, woof!" The little yellow dog also yelled, as if he was complaining.

Lao Huang suddenly said: "Did Yuan Shaoquan know something?"

The air suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Yuan Shao's tombstone.

There are several large characters written on it: the tomb of the late general Yuan Shao of the Han Dynasty.

"My mother!" Liu Xian suddenly shuddered.

Desperately searching the memory in his mind, it seemed that the voice was somewhat similar to Yuan Shao's voice he had heard many years ago.

Old Cao immediately said: "Even if Yuan Shao manifests, he can't afford to cause any trouble. After all, hundreds of thousands of Cao troops are still in Yecheng, and digging his grave is a matter of minutes!"

"Stop, stop, stop!" Liu Xian hurriedly called to stop.

Hearing ghosts talking in the middle of the night was scary enough.

I have never seen Lao Cao so capable of fighting.

Old Huang said: "Sir, why don't you write the poems on the bamboo slips and burn them for Yuan Shao?"

"You write, you write!" Liu Xian hurriedly said.

"Yes!" Lao Huang nodded, took out a brush and lay down on the ground, wrote down the whole poem, and burned it on the spot after it dried.

Old Xu was shocked: "Old Huang, you are a domestic slave, and you can also write?"

Lao Huang smiled and said: "I learned from my husband. My husband told me that when you walk in the rivers and lakes, you will not be overwhelmed by chickens!"

Liu Xian kicked Lao Huang fiercely: "Have you eaten too much chicken? That's called too much skill!"