Xuchang, Prime Minister's Mansion.

Cao Cao was sitting in front of the table, with the letter in his hand resting weakly on the edge of the table. The little Cao Jie in his arms was chewing his nails as if to entertain himself.

He was already distracted by waiting for the battle report from Bingzhou. The last battle report he received from the front was half a month ago. At that time, it was sent to him by Cao Chun, and the information was quite limited.

Far away in Xuchang, the battle reports he knew were still as follows: The Xiongnu army of 100,000 troops besieged the city, Zhang Wu divided his army into three groups, and led 10,000 flying bears to attack Mayi.

"Father, it's time for food."

Cao Cao raised his head and glanced at Cao Ang who was standing outside the door, then picked up Cao Jie and put it on the desk:"You take Jie'er to eat, I'm not hungry. Cao

Ang persuaded him bravely:"Father, Zi Qian is a victorious general. With him here, Bingzhou will be safe.""

It's okay not to mention Zhang Wu. As soon as he heard Zhang Wu's name, Cao Cao exploded and yelled:"Fart! That bastard is the most fucked up! How long has this been going on? I haven’t even seen the battle report! I will fire him from his post when he comes back. Cao

Ang picked up his little sister with a black head and whispered in a low voice:"Dismissed, I wish I could live happily in the gentle countryside of Xuchang."

Cao Cao's eyes widened:"What are you whispering about there!""

"Well...I think the second sister seems to be a little relieved."

"Have it? Cao Cao then stood up, hugged his daughter and looked at her carefully:"No, I think this girl is getting more and more round.""

"Cluck, daddy, your beard pricked me."

After teasing his daughter twice, Cao Cao picked up the slips that fell on the ground. Just as he was about to sit down, he heard Xun Yu's voice coming from outside the door.

"Prime Minister, great goodness, great goodness!"

At this time, Cao Cao really got excited. He rushed out of the door and grabbed Xun Yu's sleeve:"But the battle report on Bingzhou?"

"My lord, three days ago, in the upper reaches of the Fen River, General Xiahou poured water and drowned more than 30,000 Xiongnu. The disaster of the Xiongnu has been solved!"

Cao Cao grabbed the battle report.

He opened it and read it carefully. He also commented on it.

Huang Zhong's formation killed King Zuoxian of the Xiongnu. You must remember the name Huang Zhong. Xun Yu, the deputy general appointed by Zhang Wu, also mentioned it many times. He is a talented general.

Cao Chun raised the banner of Zhang Wu and raised suspicion. Zihe got the idea.

Zhang Liao's 800 tiger and leopard cavalry dispersed the defeated army. Zhang Wenyuan was indeed a talented general.

Xiahou cut off the Fen River and defeated the Xiongnu. Yuan Rang also made progress. Now, I can calm down.

I remember each one clearly.

But when he read about the Battle of Mayi, Cao Cao's brows tightened and he almost didn't hold the battle report in his hand.

Feixiong's troops rushed thousands of miles away. , ten thousand flying bears fought fiercely in front of Mayi City for a whole day, ten thousand strong troops arrived, more than three thousand were killed, more than a thousand were seriously injured, and minor injuries were not counted. One hundred thousand Xiongnu cavalry were defeated, and more than 30,000 were beheaded.

In the battle report, there was only a series of cold words Numbers.

Cao Cao is a good commander of the army, how could he not read the desolation in the battle report.

Ten thousand flying bears, that is a full ten thousand flying bear cavalry! This is Zhang Wu's real apex, and that bastard actually also willing to give up....

"Prime Minister, Prime Minister?"

Cao Cao slowly turned around and sighed:"Wen Ruo, what do you mean?...Does Ziqian regret it? Xun

Yu was stunned when he heard the words, but in a blink of an eye he understood the deeper meaning of the words and replied:"Prime Minister, for the sake of the world, I predict that the champion will have no regrets.""

Flying Bear, that is Zhang Wu's sharp blade that looks down on the world. It is all his hard work. For a piece of territory that does not belong to him, he fights into a remnant army. It hurts everyone.

Cao Cao took a deep breath and suppressed the depression in his heart. Angry, he shouted loudly:"Zhang Ziqian is so magnificent! You are worthy of my great rank, General!"

When he opened the last section of the battle report, he found it was blank.

"Gone?

Xun Yu smiled bitterly and shook his head:"No more.""

Cao Cao saw the signature of the battle report: Guerrilla General Xiahou Dun.

The tragic poetry he had cultivated just now suddenly turned into anger, and he threw the bamboo slips to the ground and scattered them everywhere.

He would write a poem to praise the virtuous. He's a son-in-law. He's been doing this for a long time because he's just being sentimental for no reason. They don't even bother to send him a battle report!

"Shuzi! Shuzi!!"

Cao Ang and Xun Yu smiled at each other and exited the study together.

Anyone who knows Cao Cao knows that the ones he scolds most harshly are often the ones he favors the most. When dealing with ordinary people, this wealthy Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty will always treat ordinary people. He looks like a master: he talks and laughs calmly, and is calm and collected. However, when facing this kind of person, once Cao Cao changes his face, it means that that person will definitely die..........

Cao Cao, who was far away in Xuchang, didn't know that Zhang Wu wanted to send a battle report back at this moment.

But he was almost reaching Wuhuan Mountain, and the scouts had to be able to travel thousands of miles to send back battle reports.

In less than half a month, the Huns had slowly transformed from frightened birds, to walking zombies, and now to puppets on strings.

This kind of spiritual change is the most painful.

The number of more than 30,000 people was abruptly reduced to less than 10,000.

The saddest thing is that of the more than 20,000 people who died, only a small part of them died at the hands of the Han army.

At the beginning, the flying bear was really fierce, chasing them and beating them fiercely.

They had no time to cook meat and eat, and they couldn't sleep. Even if they fled to Mobei, they would be chased and killed.

Later, Yu Fulo was so angry that he simply did not escape to the Mobei Royal Court, but fled directly to the Horqin Grassland in the east.

He wanted to go there to seek help from the Karasuma people.

The idea was good, but the remnants of the Huns who had been hungry for days did not dare to turn around and fight Fei Xiong. However, facing the tents of the Karasuma people scattered outside, they were like vicious dogs that had seen meat.

With red eyes, every one of them rushed forward and killed them indiscriminately, just to get the meager bite of food from the Karasuma tribe.

Humphrey wanted to restrain his subordinates, but how could he restrain his subordinates who were hungry and red-eyed.

Then something strange happened.

Every time the Huns robbed and killed the Wuwan people, the flying bears behind them ignored them at all. They only came out to drive the Huns away after they had almost eaten a few bites of what they had robbed.

This discovery immediately ignited the hopes of these defeated troops.

As long as they can get a bite of food, they will kill Karasuma.

The vast Horqin grassland is almost filled with the corpses of Wuwan people.

Soon, the Karasuma tribe who were angered by the Xiongnu united together and dispatched cavalry to kill the Xiongnu's defeated army.

Fei Xiong was still hanging from a distance, watching the two tribes fight to the death, and even came to help several times when the remnants of the Huns were about to be defeated.

Now, Yuvrou finally understood what the devil behind him was planning.

But now that the situation has been established, how can he, a down-and-out Xiongnu chanyu, be able to change it?

He wanted to make peace with the Karasuma people, but the Karasuma people, who had already been dazzled by hatred, would not pay attention.

He wanted to turn around and fight Zhang Wu with his entire army, but with less than 10,000 remnant troops, how could he defeat the 4,000 flying bears who were just waiting for work?

He can't restrain his subordinates.

The imaginary allies turned into enemies.

At the moment, he can't do anything except being driven by Zhang Wu's army to march towards Wuhuan Mountain.

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