Shuhan

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

During this month, the weather has changed drastically, from the coolness of autumn to the bitter cold of winter.

The strong wind howled in the wilderness, raging like a wild beast, rolling up gusts of snow and fog. The heavy snow fluttered and flew endlessly, dressing the whole world in silver.

The rushing and sparkling river in the summer is now covered with thick ice and snow, turning into a piece of snow-white, lying there quietly like a sleeping giant.

Ten days ago, the advance troops of the Han army began exploring this frozen river.

They stepped onto the ice cautiously, and were a little nervous at first, fearing that the ice was not strong enough and would suddenly break.

But after several attempts, we found that there was no problem and the ice seemed to be extremely solid.

So they began to try to walk on the ice. Although their steps were a little clumsy, they were steady.

Then someone came up with a bolder idea - horse riding on ice.

At first, the horses were not used to the slippery ice, their hooves kept slipping, and some horses almost fell into the lake, splashing water and causing everyone to exclaim. But the Han soldiers were not discouraged. They kept adjusting the horses' pace and tried various methods. Until yesterday, when the horses walked on the ice, they were able to walk steadily and no longer fell into the river.

It seems that the ice on the river is thick enough to bear the weight of people and horses.

When the soldiers on the front line saw this scene, they were overjoyed and immediately informed the commanding general of this important information.

When the general heard the news, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. He quickly tidied his clothes and rode towards the camp of Liu Chan, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, in Wude City.

At this time, Liu Chan was discussing military intelligence with several generals in the tent. He was wearing gorgeous armor inlaid with glittering gems, looking majestic and solemn.

Although his face looks a little young, his eyes reveal determination and courage.

When he heard the general coming to report, he immediately put down the map in his hand, raised his head, and asked solemnly: "What is so urgent?"

The general knelt on one knee, saluted, and then replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, there is good news from the front line. The ice on the river is thick enough to support people and horses."

When Liu Chan heard this, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. He stood up suddenly and said excitedly: "This is God's help! Our army can take this opportunity to cross the river and attack, and win the victory in one fell swoop."

After saying this, he immediately summoned all the generals to discuss the advance.

In the tent, all the generals gathered together in a heated and tense atmosphere. Some stood, some sat, and each expressed his own views.

A burly, bearded general stood up. It was E Huan. He said in a loud voice, "Your Majesty, I think our army should be divided into three groups. One group should go out from Pingjin and occupy Pingyin to cut off the enemy's retreat; one group should go out from Mengjin and occupy Mengjin Pass to threaten the enemy's flank; one group should go out from Wushejin and occupy Gongxian to directly attack the enemy's vital point."

Another young, handsome and heroic general also echoed: "I also agree with this plan. This layout can not only disperse the enemy's forces, but also form a siege for our army and annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop."

This person is Yang Ben.

Liu Chan listened to the discussions of the generals and had already made a decision in his mind.

He stood up, walked to the map, and carefully looked at the terrain and troop deployment on it.

Then he turned around and said with a firm look: "Okay! Let's follow your plan and divide our troops into three groups and attack at the same time. But remember, we must act cautiously and not underestimate the enemy."

Upon hearing this, all the generals followed the order and left. They walked out of the tents, each rushed to their own troops, and began to prepare for the march.

At this time, it was almost dusk, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the camp, bringing a touch of warmth to this cold land. The busy figures of the Han army soldiers looked particularly vigorous and powerful under the setting sun.

Some of them were checking weapons and equipment, some were sorting luggage, and some were training war horses... Everyone was full of fighting spirit and confidence.

Liu Chan stood in front of the tent, looking at the busy scene, his heart filled with emotion.

He knew that this battle was related to the rise and fall, survival of the Han Dynasty, and the safety and well-being of tens of millions of people.

He secretly made up his mind to lead the Han army soldiers to fight bravely and win victory.

As night fell and the wind was cold, the Han army soldiers sat around the campfire, eating hot meals and chatting about stories from all over the world.

Although their faces are covered with traces of weathering, their eyes reveal a kind of determination and optimism.

They believed that under the leadership of Liu Chan, the Han army would be able to defeat the enemy and win the final victory.

At this time, Liu Chan was also thinking about the direction of the war alone in the tent.

War is cruel and merciless, and every decision may affect the lives of countless people.

Therefore, he must be cautious and make sure every decision is correct.

The next morning, the sky was just breaking with daybreak and the cold wind was as sharp as a knife. A thick layer of ice covered the surface of the Yellow River, emitting a faint cold glow.

Inside the Han army camp, war drums thundered, flags fluttered, the soldiers were wearing heavy armor, holding spears, and their eyes flashed with determination.

Following an order, the army began to move slowly. The crunching sound of iron hooves breaking through the ice and the steady steps of the soldiers intertwined to play a magnificent war song.

The Han army was divided into three routes, like three giant dragons, winding on the frozen river, each heading towards its predetermined target.

The left army was led by the fierce general E Huan, who rode a black horse and held a 10-foot-long snake spear in his hand. He was so majestic that wherever he went, the ice seemed to tremble under his power.

The central army was commanded by Emperor Liu Chan himself. He was dressed in a golden battle robe, his face stern and solemn. He looked up into the distance from time to time, his eyes flashing with desire for victory.

The right wing was led by Yang Ben, who was wearing silver armor and holding a silver spear, looking heroic and moving as fast as lightning. The troops he led were strictly disciplined and marched in unison.

The Wei army had already set up defenses on the river bank, but faced with such a large-scale river crossing by the Han army, they seemed at a loss.

The generals of the Wei army stood on a high place, looking at the Han army that was coming like a tide, their faces pale, their eyes full of astonishment and helplessness.

They tried to use a rain of arrows to stop the Han army's advance, but the arrows hit the heavy armor and only caused sparks, which could not stop the Han army's advance at all.

In the end, the Wei army had no choice but to retreat to avoid being surrounded by the large number of Han troops. They retreated to the fortified city, closed the city gates, and waited for reinforcements to arrive.

As the Han army continued to advance, tens of thousands of troops soon crossed the frozen Yellow River and began to gather on the other side of the river to prepare for the siege.

The busy figures of the soldiers were moving around in the cold wind, some were setting up tents, some were carrying food and fodder, and some were busy sharpening their weapons. The whole camp was filled with a tense and orderly atmosphere.

At the same time, an urgent letter with a journey of 800 miles, like a flash of lightning, cut through the sky and headed straight for Luoyang, the capital of Wei State.

The letter described in detail the Han army's large-scale crossing of the river and the current predicament of the Wei army.

When this letter was presented to Wei Emperor Cao Rui, he was strolling in the imperial garden, enjoying a moment of tranquility.

Cao Rui took the letter, opened it, and his expression instantly became solemn.

He was surprised at first, and then a feeling of nervousness came over him.

But soon, he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He knew that as the king of a country, he must not show the slightest panic at this moment.

So he immediately summoned important officials such as the imperial teacher Zheng Cheng and the Shangshu Ling Chen Qun to discuss the matter.

Zheng Cheng is over 60 years old and his hair and beard are all white, but his eyes are still wise and profound.

He walked into the hall in court robes with steady steps, a hint of barely perceptible worry on his face. Chen Qun was relatively young, with a thin figure and a gaunt face, but his brows revealed a sense of competence.

When the two men saw Cao Rui, they hurriedly bowed and greeted him.

"Your Majesty, the Han army is crossing the river on a large scale and the situation is critical. I wonder what countermeasures Your Majesty has?" Zheng Cheng spoke first, his voice steady and powerful.

Cao Rui pondered for a moment, glanced at the ministers, and slowly said: "The Han army's move is obviously well prepared. We must not take it lightly. But there is no need to panic too much. Our Wei State has strong soldiers and horses, and sufficient food and grass. As long as we deploy them reasonably, we will be able to repel the Han army."

Chen Qun nodded and added, "Your Majesty is right. I think we should immediately mobilize troops from the surrounding areas to reinforce the front line, and at the same time strengthen the city defense to ensure the safety of the capital."

After hearing this, Cao Rui nodded slightly to show his agreement.

He went on to say, "Master Zheng, you are experienced and can be responsible for deploying troops and ensuring that the front line has sufficient manpower; Master Chen, you will be responsible for the city defense and make sure that nothing goes wrong."

After saying this, Cao Rui stood up and looked into the distance with a firm gaze.

This war not only concerns the survival of the Wei State, but also his personal honor and disgrace.

He must go all out to ensure that the State of Wei safely survives this crisis.

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As Cao Rui's orders were passed down one after another, the Wei State took quick action.

Troops were urgently transferred to the front line and the city defenses were strengthened.

The entire Wei State, like a sophisticated machine, began to run at high speed.

After Chen Qun and others left, Cao Rui's face was still heavy.

To defend the historic city of Luoyang, Cao Rui knew very well that the key lies in the hearts of the people.

Luoyang, the capital of Wei State, is not only a military fortress, but also a gathering place for the people.

In order to rally morale, Cao Rui decided to do it at all costs.

He strode into the treasury, and the heavy wooden door slammed shut behind him, isolating all the noise from the outside world. Inside the treasury, gold, silver, jewelry, silk and satin were piled up like mountains, gleaming with an alluring light.

However, in Cao Rui's eyes at this moment, these were just tools for defending the city and rewards to motivate the soldiers.

He waved his hand to signal his attendants to open the wooden boxes one by one and show the treasures inside to the accompanying soldiers.

The gold, silver and treasures sparkled in the sun, reflecting the surprised faces of the soldiers.

Cao Rui said passionately: "My fellow soldiers, every man has a share of responsibility for the fate of a country. Now the Han army is approaching, and Luoyang is in danger. But as long as we unite as one, we will be able to overcome the difficulties together. These treasures are my rewards to you. When we defeat the Han army, there will be even greater rewards!"

When the soldiers heard this, their morale immediately boosted.

There was a determination gleam in their eyes, as if they saw the dawn of victory.

They knelt on the ground and shouted loudly: "Long live His Majesty! Wei will win!"

The sound echoed in the treasury, shaking the tiles on the roof as if they were about to fall off.

At this time, Shangshu Ling Chen Qun stood up.

He is thin and has a gaunt face, but there is a sense of efficiency between his brows.

He said slowly: "Your Majesty, the Han army has won many battles and their morale is high, but they must have become arrogant. I suggest that you send the miscellaneous prefecture soldiers to advance, defeat them a few times first, and dampen their spirit. When the Han army becomes arrogant and underestimates the enemy, then send the elite troops to defeat the Han army that has crossed the river in one fell swoop."

When Cao Rui heard this, his eyes lit up.

He carefully considered Chen Qun's plan and found it to be quite reasonable.

So he immediately praised it and slammed the table and said: "This is a great plan! Immediately send an order to the front-line generals to follow the plan!"

After saying this, he turned around and strode out of the treasury. His firm steps seemed to tell the world that the State of Wei would never surrender easily.

After receiving the order, the frontline generals took action quickly. They selected a group of miscellaneous state and county soldiers. Although these soldiers were poorly equipped, they were all brave and good at fighting.

Led by the Wei generals, they launched an attack on the Han army.

At first, the Han army won victory after victory relying on its strong military force and high morale.

Those miscellaneous soldiers from various states and counties were defeated one after another under the fierce attack of the Han army.

However, this was part of Chen Qun's strategy.

After winning a series of victories, the Han army began to become arrogant.

They looked down on the Wei army and thought it was vulnerable.

This mood of underestimating the enemy quickly spread among the Han army, and even Yang Ben and E Huan were not spared.

He looked at the defeated Wei army and couldn't help feeling a little complacent.

At this moment, the elite troops of Wei army quietly set out.

They were dressed in iron armor, holding spears, and marching in unison, like an indestructible wall of steel.

Under the command of the Wei generals, they launched a fierce attack on the Han army. The Han army was caught off guard and was beaten back step by step by the Wei army.

Those Han soldiers who had been arrogant and underestimated the enemy now fled under the fierce attack of the Wei army.

The battlefield was filled with smoke and the flashing of swords.

The Wei army soldiers fought bravely and fearlessly, with a determined light flashing in their eyes, as if they were determined to completely destroy the Han army.

The Han army fell into chaos.

The soldiers fled in all directions, with cries and screams heard everywhere.

Yang Ben and E Huan looked at the tragic scene before them, their hearts filled with regret and helplessness.

They knew very well that their underestimation of the enemy and their reckless advance had led to this disastrous defeat.

However, it was too late to regret now.

They could only watch the Wei army approach step by step and watch their beloved soldiers fall one by one.

In the end, under the fierce attack of the Wei army, the Han army was completely defeated.

Fortunately, Liu Chan of the central army was in the rear to hold the line, thus avoiding being massacred by the Wei army and barely holding on to the situation, but looking at the current situation.

Wei's military force in Luoyang is still very strong.

People’s hearts are not lost!
If we want to conquer Luoyang now, I am afraid we will have to pay a huge price to achieve it! (End of this chapter)