Shuhan

In the dead of winter, the sky seemed to be suffocated by the heavy leaden clouds. Strong winds blew up the remaining snow on the ground, like sharp blades, cutting every inch of exposed skin.

The snow was falling heavily, and each snowflake became as sharp arrows under the influence of the strong wind. Accompanied by the thick fog, the world fifty meters away became blurred, as if everything was swallowed up by the chaos.

In this bad weather, the Han army did not retreat. They were wearing heavy armor, walking on the cold snow, with an inextinguishable fighting spirit burning in their eyes.

dong dong dong~
"Come on!"

"Kill!"

The siege horns resounded through the sky, and the brave warriors of the Han army rushed towards the city of the Wei army like a tide. They had only one belief in their hearts - to break through this fortified city and seize the glory of victory.

Above the east gate was where the fighting was most intense.

The Han army used ladders and chariots, like a huge steel monster, to approach the city wall step by step.

The soldiers climbed the ladders quickly and orderly. Their movements were swift and resolute, and every step they took showed their determination to win.

Once they climbed onto the city wall, the Han army engaged in a desperate battle with the Wei army defending the city.

clang clang ~
The swords collided, sparks flew, and every collision was accompanied by the roar of metal, as if it was the whisper of death.

The bravery of the Han army was fully demonstrated at this moment. They were not afraid of strong enemies and continued to advance. Even when facing the dense rain of arrows from the Wei army, they did not retreat.

The Wei army responded with calmness, knowing full well that in this snowy battlefield, every mistake could mean life or death.

Sima Shi stood on the top of the city wall, holding a spear. His voice pierced through the wind and snow, steady and powerful: "Hold your ground, and follow me to hold on!"

His words were like a warm current, stabilizing the slightly panicked morale of the Wei army.

However, the Han army's offensive became more and more fierce. They used gunpowder to make simple explosive packs and threw them at the concentrated areas of the Wei army.

Bang bang bang ~ With bursts of explosions, gunpowder exploded in the Wei army with great power. Flames shot up to the sky, accompanied by the screams of the Wei army. Patches of blood-colored mist spread in the wind and snow.

Soon, the Wei army's defense line began to loosen, and their resistance became weaker and weaker. Facing the Han army that was surging like a tide, the Wei army began to feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.

At this critical moment of life and death, a young Wei soldier, his face covered in blood, still held the sword tightly in his hand. He shouted to his comrades beside him: "For the sake of our country, we will never retreat!"

These words, like a flash of lightning, broke through the gloom of the battlefield and inspired the Wei army's final fighting spirit.

But even so, facing the unstoppable offensive of the Han army, the defeat of the Wei army seemed inevitable.

The cold wind was like a knife, cutting the face of Sima Shi, a general of the Wei army. He was covered in blood, which quickly coagulated in the severe cold, as if it was the endless sadness and anger in his heart.

He stood on the city wall of Shouchun, looking at the dark enemy troops in the distance, and couldn't help feeling powerless.

This was not only because his body was frozen, but more because of the chill in his heart - despair at the current situation and anger at Guanqiu Jian's incompetence.

"Guanqiu Jian, you idiot!" Sima Shi cursed in his heart, his teeth chattering from the cold and anger.

He thought of how his father Sima Yi had used his wisdom to resolve crises many times when he was in Shouchun. If his father had been in charge of Shouchun, how could it have ended up in such a situation?

But at this moment, reminiscing about the past is of no use. He must face reality and make a choice.

Sima Shi took a deep breath and looked determined.

As a general, your responsibility is heavier than Mount Tai. Even if the road ahead is uncertain, you must fight hard.

He turned around and said to the soldiers beside him in a low and powerful voice: "Brothers, follow me to break through! As long as we are alive, we will have hope!"

Upon hearing this, a gleam of determination flashed in the eyes of the personal soldiers. They nodded one after another, tightly gripped their weapons, and prepared to follow Sima Shi in the final fight.

As the night deepened, the wind and snow became more violent, as if even the heaven and earth were crying for this battle.

Sima Shi led his personal soldiers, opened the city gate under the cover of night, and broke out of the city.

However, Ahuinan's cavalry had already been waiting for these deserters outside the city.

During the breakout process, Sima Shi took advantage of the terrain and cleverly set up ambushes, which allowed him to defuse the enemy's pursuit many times.

After a night of arduous journey, Sima Shi and his party finally got rid of the enemy's pursuit and arrived at a relatively safe area.

They found a secluded cave, built a fire to keep warm, and treated their wounds.

Sima Shi sat by the fire, silent, with mixed feelings.

At this moment, a personal soldier handed him a piece of hot dry food and said softly, "General, eat something. Your health is very important."

Sima Shi looked up and saw the soldier with a tired face but determined eyes, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He took the dry food and took a bite, which was the long-lost warmth.

"Yes, surviving is the most important thing." Sima Shi muttered to himself, with a new light flashing in his eyes.

Failure is only temporary. As long as he is alive, he will make a comeback one day.

Is it possible that people will always fail?
At this moment, Liu Chan was sitting in his simple but majestic tent, listening to the military report.

Outside the tent, the wind was howling, as if foreshadowing the impending unrest.

Military report from the front: The Han army has entered Shouchun, the Wei army is resisting stubbornly, and a large number of Wei soldiers are trying to escape. General Ahuinan has led his troops to pursue them. Zhang Liao, who is stationed in the Huaishui Fortress, has also sent troops to rescue. Our army's strength has been almost dispersed.

Liu Chan's brows were furrowed, and his hands unconsciously clenched the armrests of the chair. The armrests carved with dragons and phoenixes seemed to tremble in his grasp.

There was anxiety in his eyes, but also a hint of determination that was barely perceptible.

At this moment, the sound of soft footsteps broke the silence in the tent, and Guan Yinping, wearing a skirt embroidered with intricate patterns, walked slowly inside.

Her eyes were full of tenderness for Liu Chan, but when she saw Liu Chan's frown, she couldn't help but ask softly, "Your Majesty, you have already won, why are you still frowning?"

Liu Chan shook his head, sighed, and said, "I feel a sense of panic, as if something bad is about to happen."

His voice was low and trembled slightly, as if he himself was not sure whether this premonition was true.

In this uneasy atmosphere, a burst of chaotic noise suddenly came from outside the tent, like bubbles in boiling water, breaking the original tranquility.

Fei Yi, the usually calm counselor, was now anxious. He rushed in without paying any attention to etiquette and shouted, "Your Majesty, the Wei army is making a surprise attack. Retreat!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Chan stood up suddenly, with a hint of shock in his eyes.

He quickly glanced at the map in the tent and had a plan in mind.

Seeing this, Guan Yinping immediately understood the urgency of the situation. She quickly walked to Liu Chan's side and said firmly: "Your Majesty, I will help you break through."

Fei Yi nodded quickly, and while ordering the remaining 500 soldiers to prepare to meet the enemy, he said to Liu Chan: "Your Majesty, we cannot stay here for long. We must evacuate as soon as possible, otherwise our lives will be in danger."

The group immediately left the dragon tent.

The night was as dark as ink, the stars were hidden, only the torches in the distance were winding like angry dragons, illuminating the sky. The shouts of killing were earth-shaking, as if they were going to tear apart the silent night sky.

Guan Yinping held a silver spear, the tip of the spear flashing coldly in the dim firelight. She stood firmly in front of Liu Chan, like an insurmountable barrier.

Her eyes were calm and firm, as if no danger could shake her determination.

Liu Chan was wearing a battle robe at this moment, holding a sword inlaid with gems in his hand. The sword reflected the firelight, illustrating his complicated expression.

He finally understood Guanqiu Jian's strategy - to retreat deliberately in order to lower his vigilance and disperse his troops.

To catch a thief, one must first catch the leader. This Guanqiu Jian is really insidious.

Now it seems that the person who was caught was not Guanqiu Jian, but his substitute!

This thing called a stand-in is really useful.

The number of people involved in this surprise attack should not be large. If they can go against the trend, they may be able to stop the decline.

but.
What if there are a lot of people in the surprise attack?
Liu Chan pondered secretly in his heart, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Now is not the time to be a hero, the most important thing is to save his life.

In the night, war horses neighed, weapons clashed, blood and fire intertwined. Liu Chan jumped on his horse, and the guards beside him followed closely. They knew that at this moment, life and death depended on speed.

However, fate did not seem to favor them.

Just when they were trying their best to break out, they heard a deafening sound of horse hooves behind them. The Wei army was chasing them like a tide, and leading them was Guanqiu Jian, the Wei army's Shouchun garrison commander.

He was wearing armor, holding a spear, with a grim face and a cheetah-like light flashing in his eyes, as if he had already regarded Liu Chan as his prey.

"Protect His Majesty!" Guan Yinping shouted, waving his silver spear like a silver dragon emerging from the sea, instantly repelling several Wei troops.

Her movements were swift and powerful, and every time she fired her gun, it was accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, demonstrating her extraordinary martial arts.

Liu Chan secretly admired in his heart, but at the same time he felt an unprecedented urgency.

Guan Yinping alone could not withstand the fierce and aggressive attack of the Wei army.

He must make a decision, otherwise, not only will his own life be in danger, but these soldiers and his beloved woman will also be in desperate situation.

"Disperse and break out!" Liu Chan suddenly ordered loudly, his voice sounded particularly firm in the night sky.

This is the only chance.

Upon hearing this, the guards immediately took action. Some of them protected Liu Chan and broke out to the left, while the other part followed Guan Yinping to attack to the right.

On the battlefield, two determined forces suddenly appeared. They were like two sharp knives, trying to carve a way out in the endless darkness.

Seeing this, Guanqiu Jian curled up a sneer, and personally led a group of elite cavalry, chasing in the direction of Liu Chan like a shadow.

Capturing Liu Chan is more valuable than eliminating these stragglers.

He used Shouchun as bait, and was waiting for this day!

The night was as dark as ink, the wind was howling, and the shouts of Guanqiu Jian, the defender of Shouchun in Wei State, echoed in the night sky. He led the elite cavalry and chased Liu Chan and his entourage in front of him like a ghost.

Originally, there were more than a hundred people who followed Liu Chan to break out, but under Guanqiu Jian's relentless pursuit, the number gradually decreased. People fell down every breath, and the land was dyed red with blood.

Liu Chan gripped his sword tightly and galloped on his horse.

The number of personal guards around him became fewer and fewer, and finally, only a handful of them were left. They stood back to back, ready for the final decisive battle.

Guanqiu Jian's heart was filled with excitement and fanaticism, and his eyes were flashing with greed and bloodthirstiness.

By killing the emperor of Han, he will become a hero of Wei, turn danger into safety, and achieve fame and success!
He rode up on his horse, his spear as fast as lightning, pointing directly at Liu Chan's heart.

At this moment, he seemed to have seen the dawn of victory and felt the joy of victory.

However, Liu Chan did not show panic and fear as he wished.

On the contrary, he calmly turned his horse to fight, and his years of martial arts training were fully demonstrated at this moment.

Although Liu Gongsi is not a god of war, he is definitely not a weak person.

The two men fought several times in a short while, the sound of spears and swords colliding echoed in the night sky, and sparks flew everywhere.

Guanqiu Jian was shocked. He didn't expect Liu Chan to be so brave and he couldn't be defeated in such a short time.

A hint of panic flashed across his eyes, but was quickly replaced by determination.

We must not retreat at this moment, otherwise everything will come to naught.

At this moment, the sound of rumbling horse hooves came from the distant horizon. It was the reinforcements of the Han army!
A feeling of joy and excitement surged in Liu Chan's heart.

As long as reinforcements arrive, they will have a chance of survival.

Guanqiu Jian also noticed the arrival of reinforcements, and a strong sense of crisis surged in his heart.

If Liu Chan cannot be killed at this moment, everything will be in vain.

He roared, and his spear emerged from the sea like a dragon, heading straight for Liu Chan with the sound of breaking wind.

Liu Chan was quick-witted and quick-handed. He swung his sword and blocked the fatal blow.

The battle between the two became more and more intense, and the sound of spears and swords clashing resounded through the night sky like thunder.

Guanqiu Jian became more and more anxious, even at the risk of exchanging injuries for others, but Liu Chan's martial arts were excellent, and his years of hard training finally paid off today.

The technique of defeating ten thousand enemies is useful, and the technique of defeating one enemy is also useful!

At this moment of life and death, Liu Chan suddenly exerted his strength, and his sword cut through the night sky like lightning, going straight to Guanqiu Jian's throat.

Guanqiu Jian was horrified and tried to block it with his spear, but it was too late.

The sword cut across his throat like a sharp blade, and blood gushed out.

Guanqiu Jian's body fell heavily to the ground, his eyes filled with unwillingness and despair.

Liu Chan stood there panting, looking at the reinforcements rushing in from afar, with a strong desire to survive and joy of victory surged in his heart.

They won this battle!

The night was still dark, the firelight on the battlefield intertwined with the moonlight, reflecting Liu Chan's slightly tired but resolute and unyielding face.

His eyes did not sparkle with excessive excitement due to the temporary victory, but instead contained a deep thought.

Today's sneak attack by Guanqiu Jian made him deeply realize the impermanence and cruelty of the battlefield, and also made him realize that he almost paid the price of his life because of underestimating the enemy.

A complex emotion surged in Liu Chan's heart.

He asked himself, was it because he had been in a high position for so long that he gradually lost his awe of the battlefield?

Do you think that just because you own half of the world, you can control all the heroes in the world?
However, reality gave him a loud slap in the face.

There are countless heroes in this world, and each of them has the potential to be the key to changing the outcome of the war.

Just as Liu Chan was immersed in reflection, A Huinan's figure appeared on horseback like a flash of lightning, cutting through the night sky.

He half-knelt on the ground, clasped his hands together, his expression full of anxiety and self-blame: "I am late in coming to your rescue, please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

There was a slight tremor in his voice, and he was obviously worried about Liu Chan's safety.

Liu Chan raised his head and looked at A Huinan with deep eyes.

He could see that in addition to self-blame, the general's eyes also showed concern for the situation on the battlefield.

He shook his head, with a barely perceptible fatigue in his tone: "No need to be polite, Guanqiu Jian's surprise attack on the camp was something we did not expect. You should quickly wipe out the Wei army and do not let the camp suffer too many casualties."

Ah Huinan's expression froze when he heard this. He immediately stood up and responded loudly, "I obey your orders!"

He turned around, jumped onto his horse, brandished the long sword in his hand, led his soldiers to rush to the battlefield, and began the purge of the Wei army.

Liu Chan looked up at the night sky and saw the stars twinkling, as if telling the vicissitudes and changes of history.

At this time, the situation on the battlefield had gradually become clear. Under the leadership of Ah Huinan, the Wei army was quickly cleared out, and the losses in the camp were also kept to a minimum.

Liu Chan felt a little relieved.

At least some important people are not in danger of life.

However, the center was impacted and many people were injured.

For example, Fei Yi was stabbed on the back. If he hadn't been smart enough to fall to the ground and pretend to be dead, he would probably be a cold corpse now.

Although the process was exciting, Guanqiu Jian's plan ultimately failed.

As long as he survives, the Han army will not be defeated! (End of this chapter)