My father-in-law Guan Yu, I persuaded Liu Bei to launch a surprise attack on Xiangyang at the beginn

Chen Tai's heart skipped a beat.

Cao Chong's mentality had collapsed; he had given up any hope of a last-ditch struggle and was ready to accept his fate.

The Wei soldiers on both sides were already in a state of panic, and when they heard that Cao Chong was asking them to surrender to Chu, their morale and will completely collapsed.

Many had even laid down their weapons and knelt on the ground, intending to surrender to the Chu army.

Chen Tai's eyes were bloodshot with anxiety.

He knew that if he delayed any longer, the remaining five thousand soldiers would lose their morale and all prostrate themselves on the ground to surrender.

After all, Cao Chong, the commander-in-chief of the three armies, had already ordered them to surrender to Chu. What reason did they have to fight to the death?

The soldiers were able to surrender to Chu, but could he?

His own father, Chen Qun, had died at the hands of Liu Bei.

The hatred for one's father is irreconcilable. Not only could he not avenge his father, but he also had to surrender to Liu Bei and humiliatingly submit to his enemy!
Bearing such shame, how can one have the face to live on in this world?

How will he face Chen Qun in the afterlife?

Thinking of this, Chen Tai gritted his teeth and shouted angrily:

"Listen up, soldiers of Wei! Liu Bei will never let us go. Surrendering to the puppet Chu will only lead to your death."

"Follow me and charge! Only by breaking through the Chu army's blockade will we have a chance of survival!"

Say it.

Chen Tai spurred his horse and brandished his spear, charging out like a trapped beast.

Several hundred of Chen Tai's personal guards roared like beasts as they chased after Chen Tai and charged out.

The Wei army, whose resolve had wavered, had no choice but to follow the crowd and charge forward with Chen Tai.

Of the five thousand Wei soldiers, nearly half charged toward the Chu army.

"Cang Shu, what are you going to do? Are you really going to sit here and wait to die?"

Xiahou Chong looked at Cao Chong anxiously.

Cao Chong remained heartbroken. Faced with Xiahou Chong's questioning, he closed his eyes and simply sighed to the heavens.

As a member of the Xiahou clan, Xiahou Chong was naturally unwilling to sit idly by and wait for his death. He had no choice but to grit his teeth, spur his horse, and charge forward with his sword.

Ahead lies the Chu army formation.

The Chu soldiers, arrayed in formation, were ecstatic to see that the Wei army had not all surrendered but were instead making a desperate charge.

Under the Fubing system, people's heads were equivalent to fields and houses.

These five thousand Wei soldiers in front of them were not people in their eyes, but rather vast fields of land.

If all these Wei soldiers surrender, wouldn't it be like letting a cooked duck fly away?
The fact that the Wei soldiers refused to surrender was exactly what they wanted.

The 30,000 Chu soldiers were as excited as beasts, all sharpening their knives, just waiting to reap heads.

All eyes were on Zhao Yun, waiting for his command.

"Having come to this point, you still want to resist? Fine, I'll grant your wish..."

Zhao Yun's eagle eyes narrowed, and he pointed his spear:
"Listen up, soldiers of Great Chu! Those who resist and refuse to surrender will be killed!"

"Follow me, and we will annihilate the Wei invaders!"

A bright silver streak shot out as Zhao Yun, leading the charge, charged forward on horseback.

The 30,000 Chu soldiers had been waiting for these words. In an instant, they surged forward like a bursting torrent, tearing through their ranks and rushing towards the Wei army.

Zhao Yun spurred his horse, spear in hand, and charged ahead like a white lightning bolt.

Facing them, Chen Tai also spurred his horse forward, spear in hand, charging ahead as well.

Two riders, one on horseback, charged towards each other.

"Zhao Yun?"

Chen Tai recognized the white-horse-riding, silver-spear-wielding general at a glance, and a hint of horror flashed across his originally grief-stricken and intense eyes.

He was well aware of how strong Zhao Yun was.

How could I possibly be a match for Zhao Yun?
In any other situation, he wouldn't dare to fight Zhao Yun even if he had ten times the courage; he would naturally turn around and run away.

But now, surrounded and in dire straits, where can they escape to?
There is no escape, no avoidance!

Then we'll just have to bite the bullet and go for it.

"Zhao Yun, the world fears you, but I, Chen Tai, fear not you. I will take your dog's life—"

With a hoarse roar, Chen Tai spurred his horse and charged towards Zhao Yun, spear in hand.

The words "I'll take your dog's life" instantly enraged Zhao Yun.

"You coward, how dare you be so arrogant!"

Enraged, Zhao Yun shouted angrily and unleashed his Dragon Gallant Spear with lightning speed.

In an instant, the silver spear transformed into countless spear shadows, sweeping upwards like a rain of pear blossoms, blurring the lines between reality and illusion.

The two riders collided.

A scream rang out, and a spurt of blood flew out.

Chen Tai's spear flew from his hand, and he collapsed from his horse, clutching his neck with both hands.

One strike and he was knocked down.

When Zhao Yun turned his horse around, Chen Tai was already lying on the ground, his hands tightly pressed against his neck, and large gushes of blood gushing from between his fingers and from his mouth and nose.

In the blink of an eye, before he could even see Zhao Yun's spear technique, the Dragon Gallant Spear sliced ​​through his neck.

"Zhao Yun...you...uh...uh..."

Chen Tai's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to speak, but blood gushed from his throat. His gaze gradually turned to despair, his body slowly stiffened, and after a few muffled groans, he finally lay still.

"Chen Qun's remnants? They're no match for him."

Zhao Yun snorted coldly and slashed down with his Dragon Gallant Spear, severing Chen Tai's head.

"Anyone who resists will meet their end!"

Zhao Yun raised the bloody head high in the air and roared.

The thunderous shout terrified the charging Wei soldiers, instantly shattering their remaining fighting spirit.

They stopped in their tracks, frozen in place, caught in a dilemma, hesitant and undecided.

While they were still hesitating about whether to surrender, the Chu soldiers behind Zhao Yun surged forward like a tide.

Blades, like slicing vegetables and chopping melons, slashed at the still-hesitating Wei soldiers.

"Don't kill me, I'll surrender!"

"I surrendered, I surrendered~~"

The Wei soldiers then realized what was happening, hurriedly discarded their weapons, and knelt down to beg for surrender.

It's too late.

Driven by a bloodlust and eager for glory, the Chu soldiers didn't give them a chance to kneel before swarming forward and hacking them to pieces.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun did not stop him, but only sighed and hung Chen Tai's head up.

With a spur, it charged back into the battle.

He gave the Wei army two chances: to give up resistance, kneel down and surrender, and they would be spared.

Unfortunately, the Wei army did not cherish this opportunity, and even as Chen Tai was about to be beheaded, they still hesitated.

If you choose to hesitate, you must pay the price.

After months of siege, the soldiers under his command were all holding back their anger and needed to vent it.

Then let’s kill to our heart’s content.

On the west bank of the Zhang River, the screams of the Wei army echoed, and the mud beneath their feet was stained with an endless pool of blood.

The two thousand Wei soldiers who remained with Cao Chong watched as their comrades who charged forward were slaughtered in the blink of an eye, and their morale and will naturally collapsed.

"Wow~~"

The sounds of weapons being discarded rose and fell.

Before the Chu army could attack, they threw their weapons on the ground and knelt down, begging for surrender.

Zhao Yun was the first to break through the battle and arrive through the bloody path. Seeing that the two thousand Wei soldiers had already surrendered, he immediately ordered a halt to the killing.

Although the Chu army was bloodthirsty, they still retained their rationality, and how could they dare disobey Zhao Yun's orders?

So the tens of thousands of soldiers finally laid down their weapons and surrounded the thousands of kneeling Wei soldiers.

Zhao Yun looked into the distance and saw a young general in golden armor, who did not kneel down but remained stationed among the soldiers.

"Cao Chong?"

Zhao Yun guessed the young general's identity and was secretly delighted.

Cao Chong, commander of the Wei army in Ye City, a child prodigy of the Cao family, Cao Cao's beloved son, and a candidate for the heir apparent of Cao Wei.

This is a big fish.

Capturing this thief alive would be a great achievement!
Zhao Yun's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he made a move to spur his horse forward.

At this time.

Dust billowed to the north as Liu Bei rode down the high ground and personally arrived.

Zhao Yun then spurred his horse forward to greet him, cupped his hands, and reported:
"Your Majesty, I was ordered to intercept the Wei invaders here, and I have annihilated more than 5,000 Wei soldiers."

"Cao Chong, the son of the traitor Cao, is also among them. Your Majesty, please advise on how to deal with him?"

As Zhao Yun spoke, he pointed his silver spear at where Cao Chong was.

Liu Bei's spirits lifted, and he looked around, where Cao Chong's figure came into view.

"Cao Chong, you have nowhere to escape. Why not dismount and surrender to me?"

Liu Bei pointed his whip, intending to persuade Cao Chong to surrender.

Not everyone in the Cao family was a villain, nor were they all as cruel as Cao Cao.

Cao Zhi was an exception.

Besides Cao Zhi, Cao Chong can also be considered one.

Although they were mortal enemies, Liu Bei had heard that Cao Chong was quite benevolent and had repeatedly dissuaded Cao Cao from his brutal actions.

In the battle of Ye City, Cao Chong could have followed his uncle Cao Ren's example and forcibly seized the people's grain, disregarding their lives.

Cao Chong, however, did not. Although he seized the people's grain and fodder, he released them from Ye City, giving them a way to survive.

Based on this alone, if Cao Chong were willing to surrender, Liu Bei would be willing to give him a way out.

now.

Cao Chong, whose eyes were tightly closed, finally opened them.

Looking at the soldiers kneeling on the ground to his left and right, looking at the endless Chu army all around, and then looking at Liu Bei's figure in front of him, he knew that everything was over.

When Liu Bei's words of surrender were uttered, Cao Chong's lips curled slightly, and he let out a bitter smile.

He then took a deep breath, slowly drew the sword from his waist, and tremblingly raised it to his neck. (End of Chapter)