"The eldest son has been in the North Army all these years?"

The torches on the top of the city were swaying in the evening breeze. The two people walking side by side walked into the torch and stopped. After Yu Jin asked this question, the eldest son Cao Ang next to him did not answer, but just nodded.

Yu Jin stared at Cao Ang's side face without blinking, and his tone became stronger: "Why is the eldest son here to persuade the surrender of the last general?"

"What does General Yu think outside the city look like?" Cao Ang didn't look at him, looked at the camp where the camp was running on fire and said softly, then turned his head: "I came down from Taihang Mountain and saw the people being displaced and their families moved south to their hometown. I missed the spring sowing season and there was no harvest in autumn. How many hungry people will be there? Do you know?"

"I don't know how to do it last! But who caused all this? If Gongsun Zhi did not rush his army to go south, how could the people be displaced?" Yu Jin waved his hand fiercely, and his voice was hoarse: "The eldest son has been in the north for many years, but has never returned to the Central Plains. Is it because he also cares about Gongsun Zhi?"

Several questions made Cao Ang feel heavy, and the complexity was difficult to speak.

He lowered his voice: "Aung is not the one who I want. After the governor returned from the Western Expedition, he looked back at the constant wars in the south. I felt that it was not worth it for the people of the world and for the soldiers of my Cao family who had been through life and death. They did not die in the honor of expanding territory, nor did they die in order to protect their country, but died on their compatriots. It was unspeakable to feel frustrated."

"... Many people have a lifetime of vision that can't be seen from a state or a county, and have a higher heart. But this world is not the only land of me, the Han, who crosses the mountains and deserts, and has countless countries and nations. Why do we let my Han continue to kill each other like this?"

The torch shone on Jin Jin's face, and he was silent for a moment. He said, "The eldest son has some experience of what the eldest son said, but not everyone in the world has been to the West, and not everyone has seen the scene there. Here... it is still necessary to fight. Gongsun Zhi went south and caused suffering to thousands of people. He wanted to be king and he wanted to take down the Central Plains. This is the highlight of the wolf's ambition. As the eldest son of the lord, he said this, which is not right."

"General Yu doesn't understand yet." Cao Ang raised his head and looked at the night sky, then took a deep breath: "The north is not what you think of is an irresistible military front. There are many things you have never seen before. Just Pan Feng and Fengxiang Army can torture this city more than ten times. Zhao Zilong's White Wolf Cavalry and Yan Rou's Black Mountain Cavalry can fight in the snow and ice. Can we? The Central Plains can cut off food, and the north can cut off cattle tendon war horses. At that time, the governor's troops can raise wars by fighting, but we don't have bows and arrows, so what should we fight with them? Fight for people, he still has 170,000 warriors, from the West and different ethnic groups on the grassland, and can drive us out by changing the tricks."

The wind blew across the city, and the cloak rolled around. Cao Ang lowered his head and looked at Yu Jin who had fallen silent and spoke again.

"... General Yu, you are my father's general, you are good at commanding troops, and you should not lose it here. Ang also knows your loyalty and righteousness, and you don't want you to fight against the soldiers behind you and the elites of the governor, and then... all of them are ruined in this city. That is meaningless. If the world can be unified as soon as possible, how many people in the world can live in peace?"

Speaking of this, he raised his hands heavily: "Please give yourself a way to live for the soldiers behind you, and also retain more vitality for the Han Dynasty. No matter what the future holds, there will be a general in the credit book."

Although Yu Jin is a warrior, he is also a quick-minded person. Today, in terms of who is stronger, it is naturally the White Wolf King Gongsun Zhi, the Northland. In terms of the number of soldiers, he is also extremely large. If he has enough food and fodder, or gets the rich land of Jizhou, he will really have the attitude of pushing the world. Cao Ang's words now made him feel that his shoulders are heavy, as if he could see the moment when the Cao family in the Central Plains was in danger at this moment.

He looked at the military camps in Youzhou and Liaodong outside the city, and he exuded a difficult depression from his silence: "...Why are you coming back, eldest son!"

"Does General Yu know how Ang survived Wancheng?" Cao Ang's voice was low. His eyes turned to the city wall in front. The soldiers patrolled in his sight. Deputy General Zhu Ling also looked over from a distance. After a moment, he let out a long sigh: "...I won't explain these Ang in detail, but I'll come back... just to make the Cao family fall, and the loyal ministers and good generals will not be eliminated!"

Cao Ang raised his hand again: "General Yu thought it carefully, Ang will take a step first." His voice was calm and firm, and he turned around and strode towards the city. When Zhu Ling hurriedly chased after him, Yu Jin raised his head, opened his mouth, then closed his teeth and gritted his teeth, quickly caught up with two steps, raised his hand heavily, and knelt on one knee: "I will go through fire and water for the eldest son, and I will never refuse!"

"...It's for me Han people!" The figure who walked down the stone steps turned around, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

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On the second day after the two met on the city, the Liaodong Army and Youzhou Army were siegeing, and a total of 100,000 troops advanced southward. The towns and towns dared not resist the cities of all sizes along the way, and they had basically surrendered to such a military attack, which also meant that Gongsun Zhi from the north had made a formal conquest.

To the south, Cao's army gathered huge military forces. The surging horses and scouts kept passing information back and forth between the roads to the north, or dispersing refugees blocking the road. The troops exposed after Gongsun Zhi's east road went south, indeed brought great pressure to Cao Cao. The news of the fall of the city every day on the way gave him unbearable headaches. The head winds over the years have become more and more serious. At present, they can only hold on.

"This time I really want to meet Gongsun Bingrong."

"......You guys say, how does he compare to Yuan Shao?"

The gray-haired old man rode on the war horse, surrounded by clan generals such as Xiahou Yuan, Cao Chun, Cao Hong, Xiahou Dun, etc., and no one could answer this question. Once upon a time, they fought side by side, fought Lu Bu in Xuzhou together, killed Yuan Shao's 200,000 troops, and embarked on the Western Expedition together...

"I don't want to do it either, but things in the world are impermanent."

He murmured to himself, looking at the brilliant sky, no one knew who would win or lose in this battle, and how many people could survive. But no matter what, how could the land Cao Cao had built for most of his life be easily given to others? After all, the war would still have to be killed one after another.

Even if it is an old friend.
Chapter completed!