"King Qiwei, the plain is lost," Cao Ren hurriedly entered the palace to report to Cao Cao, "Zhou Yu committed suicide by poisoning, Sun Quan led the people to surrender, and the prince ...... The son died in the midst of the rebellion. ”

Cao Cao's heart was shocked when he heard this, his face turned pale, he had suffered too many defeats, and the loss of the plain did not surprise him, but Cao Pi's death still made him shrug, after all, father and son were connected.

"Pi'er......" Cao Cao choked up, Cao Pi is his favorite heir, but now he is one step ahead of him, is the Cao family's country really at the end of the road? Where is Pi'er's body? ”

"It has been recovered by its sergeants, and it is now parked outside the east gate of Yecheng." Cao Renyu said.

Cao Cao asked again, "Where is Zhen Ji?" ”

Cao Ren was slightly stunned, Cao Cao's concubine was like a cloud, and he had never seen Cao Cao so concerned about a woman. He said truthfully: "After the fall of the plain, Zhen Ji is nowhere to be found. ”

It's not easy to save her life, since she didn't escape, there is a chance that she is no longer alive. Cao Cao couldn't help but sigh secretly, since Guo Jia passed away, Cao Cao really hasn't felt so sorry for a person, especially a woman.

The most important thing for Cao Cao in his life is women, even if his original wife Mrs. Ding died, he never moved, Zhen Mi can only be regarded as one of his many concubines at best. But it is such a woman, but Cao Cao feels very sorry, Cao Cao is not sorry because of her death, he is heartbroken, why did he not discover Zhen Mi's talent earlier, did not adopt Zhen Mi's advice earlier, if he had reused Zhen Mi earlier, maybe it would not be today's situation.

This woman is really not simple, but it was all too late.

Then. Cheng Yu also came in, his face was extremely ugly. "The King of Wei, Liyang and Hanoi have also been lost one after another, and the second and third sons are ......"

Cao Cao's heart sank suddenly, and he asked urgently, "How are Zhang'er and Zhi'er?" "The eldest son Cao Pi has died in the plain, and Cao Cao can't accept the pain of losing his second son no matter what.

Cheng Yu said heavily: "The Jing army crossed the Yellow River in Baima. On the south bank, the artillery of Baiyumen was erected, and it was unstoppable. The second son took the lead and fought desperately, but was unfortunately hit by enemy artillery and died on the spot. The third prince was in Hanoi, but he was killed by the rebel generals Geng Ji and Wei Huang, and the two thieves held the head of the third prince to the Jing Army, and Hanoi and Liyang fell. ”

There are three major sorrows in life: losing a husband in early age and losing a wife in middle age. lost his son in old age, Cao Cao can be said to have accounted for it all. Cao Cao has been dominating all his life, dominating the world, calling for wind and rain, but when he is old, he is a white-haired person who sends a black-haired person, and he hears three bad news in a day, such a blow makes Cao Cao, who has always been known for his strength, unbearable.

Cao Cao was exhausted and spat out a mouthful of blood. fainted on the ground, bluffing Cao Ren, Cheng Yu and all the attendants hurriedly stepped forward. helped Cao Cao to the couch and shouted repeatedly.

It took a long time for Cao Cao to wake up, sigh gloomily, and wave his hand to signal everyone to retreat.

"King Wei-" Cao Ren was very uneasy.

Cao Cao waved his hand lightly and said, "You guys stand down." It's okay to be alone, I just want to be alone. ”

Cao Ren, Cheng Yu and others respectfully retired.

Cao Cao looked around at the empty hall, and a gloomy aura came to his face, and his mood was incomparably desolate.

Cao Cao's life has experienced countless failures. Assassinated Dong Zhuo, Hangu was ambushed, Puyang was fired, and Guandu was a soldier, but fortunately, every time he could turn evil into good fortune and turn defeat into victory, but this time, Cao Cao clearly realized that this hurdle was not something he could overcome, and his good luck seemed to have come to an end.

The tide is over! Unable to return to the sky!

Cao Cao's heart instantly seemed to be ten years old, and all his ambitions were annihilated. Although there were still hundreds of thousands of troops in Yecheng, Cao Cao understood that if he continued to fight, it would only be a stubborn resistance, and defeat would only be a matter of time, and there was no point in struggling except for increasing casualties.

But for Cao Cao, lay down his arms and surrender, it is also a difficult choice, once upon a time, he is the generation of heroes who dominate the world, crisscrossing the four seas, dominating the world, what a majestic eight-sided majesty, and now he wants to surrender, this humiliation is not only Cao Cao, but also those soldiers who followed him from birth to death will never agree.

Cao Cao smiled bitterly and shook his head, now those who stay in Yecheng to prepare for a decisive battle are all his henchmen and descendants, who are brave and loyal, even if they fight to the end, there will never be a person to frown. But what's the point of really spelling out the last person?

Cao Cao was like an old man in the last years of the wind and candle, staggering towards the throne in the main hall, once he was very close to this position, close to his fingertips, close enough that as long as he wanted, he could sit on it at any time, but at this moment, Cao Cao found that he was really far away from it, very far away......

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In the winter of the fourteenth year of Jian'an, it was extremely cold, and a sudden heavy snow covered the vast northern land.

With Cao Cao's voluntary surrender in Yecheng, the war is over! The world is peaceful!

Although there are still local sporadic wars in Jizhou and Youzhou, and individual generals loyal to the Cao family are still resisting, this is no longer relevant to the overall situation.

Twenty-five years of fighting for hegemony, twenty-five years of chaotic fighting, how much blood and killing the land of Kyushu has experienced, no one can count clearly, only thousands of miles of white bones can witness the catastrophe brought by this chaotic era.

And today, it is all over, and it is a day to celebrate for every soldier who participated in the war and for the civilians who did not participate in the war. The world is peaceful, is everyone's hope for many years, is everyone's dream for many years, at the moment when this dream comes true, almost everyone is crying with joy, with laughter and tears to welcome the moment of the arrival of this peaceful and prosperous world.

Luoyang, the long-abandoned capital, has finally radiated a new brilliance.

"Luoyang is dilapidated, there are no tiles, how can it be the capital?" Some ministers still have different opinions.

"I'm a tile of the Han family, how can I not support this Han family?" Liu Ze insisted on his own opinion and returned to Luoyang.

Luoyang is the capital of the Han Dynasty, as long as the banner of the Han Dynasty does not fall, the status of Luoyang will not change one day, this is the soul of the Chinese nation, this is where the national prestige of the Han Dynasty lies! (To be continued......)