Under the night sky was a sweeping fire, which shrouded the camp and raged in the camp, smoke billowing and screaming soldiers running through the fire. A horse rushed out of the fire and ran towards him, and immediately sat a man with a sword.

“！”

Yuan Shao, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, got up and sat up, his robe was already soaked with sweat. It was still quiet in the tent, and it was still night before dawn outside.

"Whew, whew, whew·····"

Yuan Shao, who was sitting on the bed, gasped, and he had a dream that Cao Jun set fire to the camp.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Yuan Shao sighed silently and lay down again. But he couldn't close his eyes, he just felt that as soon as he closed them, he could see the fire again.

Yuan Shao took a deep breath and was about to fall asleep again when hurried footsteps came from outside the tent.

There was not even a word of communication, and the frustrated professor hurried into the tent.

"Ming Gong!"

Before he could ask anything in detail, the next sentence had already reached Yuan Shao's ears.

"Cao Cao led thousands of light cavalry to attack the black nest at night, burning the baggage, General Chun is defending to the death, sending people to ask for help!"

Burning Baggage······

Yuan's army had all its grain and grass in Wuchao, and if it was burned out by this fire, he would have to be defeated.

Yuan Shao listened to the rumor, and lay on his bed in a daze, what he dreamed of just now was a fire.

Could it be, Destiny?

The fists gradually clenched, and the knuckles turned white, as shown by a destiny.

He stood up, picked up the sword that had been placed beside the bed, and asked.

"Where is my armor?"

What about the Mandate of Heaven, Yuan Shao is still here!

The drums of war beat in the night, and one after another overshadowed the whole battalion. The Yuan army gathered, and Yuan Shao was standing in front of the army by Jia Zhirui.

Looking at the thousands of troops in front of him, Yuan Shao pressed on the sword with one hand and drew the sword out of its sheath.

"Cao Cao attacked the black nest at night, and the fire burned the baggage, this is the time when the survival of our army is in danger, and those who neglect the order will be dealt with by military law. Listen to the command! Where are Guo Tu and Xun Chen? ”

"Yes." Two people came out of the military formation and bowed down.

"I order you to lead an army of 20,000 to garrison the camp, and there must be no loss!"

"Yes." The two glanced at each other and retreated.

"Gao Lan, where is Zhang He?"

"In!" The two generals stepped forward in unison.

"The two of you each command an army and attack Cao Cao's camp!"

"Yes!"

"Where's the frustration?"

"In!" Standing beside Yuan Shao, the frustrated teacher replied in a deep voice.

"Come with me ten thousand men and the rest of the cavalry." Yuan Shao tugged at the reins, turned the horse's head, and walked behind him.

In his eyes was the fire in his dream, and the people who rushed with their swords in the fire.

"Rush to the aid of the Black Nest."

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"Click." The flames burned off the pillars, and another tent collapsed in the smoke.

Blackened corpses lay on the side of the road, or flames spread, billowing black smoke hung over the camp like a clear moonlight in the sky.

"Ho!" A mouthful of blood retched out, and Chun Yuqiong knelt on the ground with a long sword scarred, with more than ten scars on his body, and the blood was left behind, soaking the sand under him into half red.

The chaos of the Yuan army could not stop Cao Cao, and it dragged on for more than an hour, and the Yuan army was already dead and wounded.

Some glimmers appeared in the sky, and behind him, Cao Cao's light cavalry slaughtered Yuan Jun, and in front of him, Cao Cao came with a sword and a horse.

Chun Yuqiong laughed dryly, and in the chaos, he asked out loud.

"Cao Apu, do you know what I hate about you the most?"

"What?" Cao Cao looked at Chun Yuqiong silently, the two were once the eighth lieutenants of the West Garden, drank a jar of wine together, and helped the Han family in times of crisis.

The two were supposed to be old friends, but now they have become enemies.

Chun Yuqiong spit out the blood in her mouth, raised her eyes to look at Cao Cao, and smiled with blood.

"I should have seen that you are unkind and unjust, and you are not a subordinate!"

"Stride, stomp!" A light horse rushed behind him and cut off Chun Yuqiong's head with a knife, and the head flew up, laughing sarcastically until it fell to the ground.

Unkind and unjust, not a servant.

Cao Cao looked at the head on the ground steadily, for him, these eight words were heart-wrenching.

Why doesn't he want to be benevolent, why doesn't he have a passion to serve the court?

It's just benevolence and righteousness, where does this world come from?

Renchen, where are the ministers in this world?

It's just that now, the world's infamy is all on him.

His heart is known to the world.

The world doesn't know it.

The black nest had all fallen into the fire, Cao Cao raised his hand and ordered.

"Withdraw."

Cao's army did not withdraw far, and in the distance, a military horse had already rushed straight in.

Yuan Shao rode in front and led the cavalry all the way, but the frustrated infantry had not yet arrived.

Even so, when he arrived at the Black Nest, he saw only the corpses lying silently on the ground, and the camp that collapsed in the flames.

Yuan Shao's eyes looked at the mountain road not far away, where a light horse walked away on the smoke and dust, and he recognized the person leading the army in front.

The two have known each other since childhood, but just like the fire in front of them, no one can escape from the flames of this troubled world.

Yuan Shao rode his horse forward a few steps, standing at one end of the mountain road facing the distance.

The light of the fire reflected half of his body, and the blood in his eyes.

"Cao Mengde!!"

A loud roar resounded through the sky and echoed in the mountains. Stopping the light rider on the mountain road, Cao Cao stopped his horse and looked back.

In the midst of the smoke, a man in armor stood in the distance, pointing his sword at him, the white cloak behind him flipping.

"Dare to stay!"

Cao Cao knew that he should withdraw at this time, but he still pulled the reins.

"Si!" The war horse neighed and turned around.

Along with them, thousands of cavalry troops also turned back.

"Zheng!" Cao Cao drew his sword and faced the man at the other end of the mountain road: "Why don't you dare?" ”

Yuan Shao was also surrounded by thousands of cavalry, and when he saw Cao Cao stop, he laughed.

The long swords in the hands of the two of them swung at the same time.

The fire in the black nest shook as if it had been blown up.

"Kill!"

The cavalry of Cao Jun and Yuan Jun rushed at the same time, and Cao Cao and Yuan Shao rushed to the front, driving their horses through the beacon smoke.

"Dang!" The long swords staggered together, and on the side, the two armies collided.

Both of them are no longer the young people they were back then, they have given birth to flowers, and nearly half of their lives have passed. But the scene of his youth is still vivid.

The horses under him staggered, and the two of them turned around at the same time and made another sword, and the blades touched each other and were shaken apart.

They often practiced swordsmanship together back then, and they knew very well what each other's swordsmanship was.

The two horses each ran away to one side, and when Cao Cao turned the horse, Yuan Shao was already standing there waiting for him.

"I'm not going to keep my hand this time."

Cao Cao grabbed the war horse under him and replied, "My next sword will kill you." ”

Yuan Shao held the sword and raised his cloak.

The war horse urged again, and the two of them rushed towards each other with their swords raised, and this time neither of them would spare their hands.

With a chill, the two swords stabbed each other in the chest.

"Poof!"

The war horse stopped, and the two stuck together.

Cao Cao's hand was dripping with blood, and he held a sword and pushed it aside.

Yuan Shao, on the other hand, was pierced by a long sword.

The chaotic sounds around seemed to be fading away, Yuan Shao's hand holding the sword hung down, and the white cloak behind him slowly seeped red.

He propped himself up and whispered in Cao Cao's ear.

"Cao Cao, if you defeat me, you can't lose to others in the future. This world should be yours, and everyone else, I, Yuan Shao, are not convinced. ”

As he spoke, he slowly stretched out a hand, put it on Cao Cao's shoulder, and patted it weakly.

"This time, I won't invite you to drink, Mende."

The palm of his hand was cut by a sharp sword, but Cao Cao raised his head as if he didn't feel pain, and looked at the beacon behind the two: "Next time, I'll invite you to drink." ”

Yuan Shao grinned in a daze, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Okay."

The palm of his hand no longer had any strength, and it fell from Cao Cao's shoulder and hung down to his side.

Except for the two of them, no one will remember that year, when the two teenagers were lying on the haystack.

At that time, as the sun set, they had their hands resting on the back of their necks, a straw in their mouths, and their legs crossed, looking at one or two returning peasants in the field.

The whole body is warmed by the sun, and the hours pass slowly, so leisurely.