In the winter of the thirteenth year of Jian'an, an astonishing news spread all over the world.

Cao Cao, who claimed to have an army of 830,000 and was in full swing, was defeated by the combined forces of Sun Quan and Liu Bei in Chibi.

Hundreds of Cao's warships were burned in an instant, and more than half of the soldiers were killed or wounded.

Zhou Yu, the governor of Eastern Wu, sent troops to cover up all the way, and Cao's army was defeated and retreated, and it was already a rout.

Cao Cao, under the desperate protection of his cronies, finally got out of the encirclement.

He had just gotten rid of Zhou Yu's pursuit, and he could finally stop and take a breath for a while.

He looked at the boundary monument in front of him with Huarong Dao written on it, and couldn't help but sigh.

Looking back, the road was already muddy, and in order to escape for his life, he ordered the old and weak soldiers to carry weeds on their backs and spread them on the ground, so that the rear army could barely pass.

But while the old and weak soldiers had opened a path, most of them had fallen into the mud and died tragically because they were trampled by the cavalry who were busy fleeing for their lives.

The army of the Southern Expedition, which claims to be 830,000, actually has more than 200,000 people, but at present, there are only a few thousand soldiers left by his side.

He sat on a boulder by the side of the road, indignant in his heart.

The northerners are not good at water warfare, and this time they can only rely on the power of the Jingzhou Navy to break through the Yangtze River moat.

However, not long after the surrender of the Jingzhou naval army, the people's hearts have not yet been completely annexed, and as soon as the Cao army was defeated, the Jingzhou naval army immediately dispersed as soon as possible.

In addition to the Jingzhou naval army, among the Cao army, there was also an extremely terrible plague because of the unaccustomed water and soil.

He had tried to minimize the loss of troops and morale caused by the plague, but it backfired.

The plague spread so quickly that he could not have imagined.

However, what made him haunted the most was that he had been tricked again and again.

First, Zhou Yu used Jiang Gan's anti-plot to steal books, so that he mistakenly killed Cai Mao and Zhang Yun, who were almost the only two generals under him with experience in commanding naval armies.

Then came Pang Tong's serial plan, which made him link all the warships together with iron chains, and personally paved the way for the opponent's fire attack.

Finally, there was Huang Gai's bitter plan, and it was the flaming boat that burned hundreds of his warships to the ground, and at the same time destroyed his plan to pacify the south.

All ambitions became ridiculous after that fire, and what was even more ridiculous was that the biggest problem in front of him now was not how to make a comeback, but how to escape alive.

He looked at the soldiers around him who were already sleepy, and it was very difficult to even continue walking, and the generals who had followed him for many years were also sleepy, and even Xu Chu, who was his personal guard and known as a tiger idiot, was also a rare fatigue at this time.

If there is another pursuer at this time......

A shout of killing rang out, interrupting his train of thought.

Facing the ambush that came out from one side, he smiled bitterly, it seemed that the sky was going to kill me.

He raised his head and looked at the Guanzi handsome flag raised in the wind, and seemed to see a glimmer of hope for escape.

Guan Yunchang, a name that he loves and hates.

In that year, under Bishui Pass, the enemy general Hua Xiong first killed Bao Zhong, the brother of Bao Xin, the prime minister of Jibei, and Zu Mao, the general of Sun Jian's department, and then beheaded Yu She, the general of Yuan Shu, and Pan Feng, the general under Han Fu.

For a while, no one under the tents of the princes of the Eighteen Roads dared to come forward to fight, at this time Guan Yu stood up, and everyone sneered at the red-faced man with no name, only he silently warmed a glass of wine and acted for him.

Guan Yu didn't say a word, just hugged his fist, then opened the curtain and walked out.

In fact, at that time, he thought the same as everyone else, he knew that this would be more than lucky, and that glass of wine was just a tribute to a strong man who knew that he would die for a lifetime but still stood up.

However, a moment later, Guan Yu came back with Hua Xiong's head.

He was pleasantly surprised, and once again sent the glass of wine to Guan Yu, this time Guan Yu did not refuse, picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

He took the empty wine glass from Guan Yu's hand, and there was still warmth.

Since then, that residual warmth has remained in the bottom of his heart.

Under the Tiger Prison, Sanying fought against Lu Bu, he stood in the distance and watched the battle, but he sweated for him in his heart.

In the siege of Tuntu Mountain, Zhang Liao, who went to persuade Guan Yu to surrender, brought back three conditions, and he agreed to come down.

As long as Guan Yu can be left, don't say about three things, what's the matter if it's thirty things?

From then on, there was a small banquet on the third day and a big banquet on the fifth day, and the gold, silver and jewelry were sent, Guan Yu refused to accept them, and then sent them to the silk and satin, but Guan Yu still refused to accept it, until he sent it to the famous horse Chitu, Guan Yu finally accepted it.

He was overjoyed, even if it was just a little bit of a response.

However, all this could not stop Guan Yu from leaving him after all.

In the Battle of White Horse, Yuan Shao's two famous generals, Yan Liang and Wen Chou, made him lose his troops and suffer heavy losses.

He didn't want to send Guan Yu out of the battle, because he knew that once he was given this opportunity to repay his kindness, he would lose the last chance to keep Guan Yu.

But the war was urgent, and he had to make that difficult decision.

First beheaded Yan Liang and then punished Wen Chou, it was still the Qinglong Yanyue knife, where the knife fell, and there was no famous general in Hebei from now on.

But when the knife fell, it seemed that the fate of the two of them was over.

After five levels and six generals, Guan Yu rode alone for thousands of miles.

He knew that those people were secretly sent by his subordinates to stop Guan Yu, but he pretended not to know.

There are always people who are kind enough to persuade that they should not be so tolerant of a general.

But he wanted to give Guan Yu I the prestige, and deliberately let everyone in the world know that this so-called general in your mouth couldn't trap him even the many levels set by me Cao Mengde.

This matter, which he had never mentioned to anyone, became the only successful one of all the things he did to Guan Yu.

But why is a hero like Guan Yunchang committed to a person who sells shoes and weaves mats!

At this moment, looking at the handsome banner of Guan Zi, he couldn't tell whether his attachment back then was his love for Guan Yu or his hatred for Liu Bei.

He ordered all the troops and horses, lined up the formation, Guan Yu wanted to fight, then he would fight.

finally died at the hands of Guan Yu, perhaps the best ending of his life.

Guan Yu immediately looked at each other coldly, and never said a word.

He patted his horse and stepped forward, the two of them were close at hand, but Guan Yu turned his eyes, looked into the distance, and didn't look at him again.

His mind went blank, as if he had forgotten to tighten the reins of the horse in his hand, and let the famous horse under his crotch keep moving forward.

The two passed by, and he inadvertently looked at the Qinglong Glaive Knife, which he had never seen so closely.

The thread remained untouched.

He let out a long sigh, as if the sadness of this moment was more difficult to let go of than losing the big battle that would determine the future pattern of the world.

Guan Yu can't escape the burden of conscience brought about by the so-called loyalty, just like he can't escape the persistence of the year after all.