Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

Yuan Shao listened to the transmission, and lay on his bed in a daze. What he dreamed just now was a big fire.

Could it be, as the destiny shows?

Gradually clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white, as a sign of destiny.

He stood up, picked up the sword beside the bed, and asked.

"Where is my armor?"

So what the fate shows, Yuan Shao is still here!

The drums of war beat at night, one after another covering the entire camp.Yuan's army gathered, and Yuan Shao stood in front of the army in armor.

Looking at the thousands of soldiers and horses in front of him, Yuan Shao put one hand on the sword and drew it out of its sheath.

"Cao Cao attacked Wuchao at night and set fire to the luggage. This is a critical time for our army. Anyone who neglects orders will be dealt with by military law. Everyone obeys orders! Where are Guo Tu and Xun Chen?"

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

"I order you to lead an army of [-] troops to garrison the camp, so that nothing will be lost!"

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

"Gao Lan, where is Zhang He?"

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

"Each of you leads an army to attack Cao Cao's camp!"

"Yes!"

"Where is Jushou?"

"Yes!" Ju Shou who was standing beside Yuan Shao replied in a low voice.

"You lead 1 people and the rest of the cavalry to follow me." Yuan Shao pulled the reins, turned the horse's head, and walked behind.

What he saw was the fire in his dream, and the person rushing towards him with a sword in the fire.

"Rush to the aid of Wuchao."

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"Crack." The flames burned the pillars, and another tent collapsed in the smoke and dust.

There were charred corpses lying on the side of the road, or spreading flames, and the billowing black smoke enveloped the sky over the camp, as if blackening the bright moonlight in the sky.

"Ho!" A mouthful of blood retched out, and Chunyu Qiong was half-kneeling on the ground with a long sword full of scars. There were more than a dozen wounds on his body, and the blood was left along, soaking the sand under him half red.

Yuan Jun's chaos could not stop Cao Cao in the end, and after more than an hour, Yuan Jun was already dead and injured.

There was some twilight in the sky, Cao Cao's light cavalry slaughtered Yuan Jun behind him, and Cao Cao came up on horseback with his sword in front of him.

Chunyu Qiong gave a dry laugh, and in the chaos, he asked aloud.

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

"What?" Cao Cao looked at Chun Yuqiong silently. The two were both captains of the Eighth School of Xiyuan, and they drank a jar of wine together to help the Han family in times of crisis.

The two were supposed to be old friends, but at this time they became enemies.

Chunyu Qiong spat out the blood from his mouth, raised his eyes to look at Cao Cao, and smiled with blood.

"I should have seen you a long time ago, you are not benevolent and righteous, and you are not a minister!"

"Tata Tatata!" A Qingqi rushed up behind him, chopped off Chunyuqiong's head with a single knife, and threw his head into the air, laughing sarcastically until it fell to the ground.

Inhumane and unrighteous, not a minister.

Cao Cao stared fixedly at the head on the ground. For him, these eight words were heartbreaking.

Why doesn't he want to be kind and righteous to others, why doesn't he not have a passion to serve the court?

It's just benevolence and righteousness. Where does benevolence and righteousness come from in this world?

Renchen, where is the Renchen in this world?

But now, all the infamy in the world rests on him alone.

His Cao Mengde's heart is well known to the world.

The world also does not know.

Wuchao was completely engulfed in the fire, Cao Cao raised his hand and gave an order.

"withdraw."

Cao Jun didn't retreat very far, and in the distance, an army horse had already rushed straight.

Yuan Shao rode ahead and led the cavalry all the way, but Jushou's infantry had not yet arrived.

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

Yuan Shao looked at the mountain road not far away, where a light cavalry rode away in the smoke and dust, and he recognized the person leading the army.

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

Yuan Shao took a few steps forward on his horse, and stood at the end of the mountain road facing the distance.

The firelight reflected half of his body, as well as the blood in his eyes.

"Cao Mengde!!"

A loud roar resounded through the sky and echoed in the mountains.Calling to stop the Qingqi on the mountain road, Cao Cao stopped his horse and looked back.

Amidst the thick smoke, a man in armor stood in the distance, pointing at him with a sword, and the white cloak behind him fluttered.

"Dare to stay!"

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

"Sh!" The horse under him neighed and turned around.

Along with that, thousands of cavalry also turned back together.

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

There were thousands of cavalry behind Yuan Shao. When he saw Cao Cao stop, he laughed.