I did it all for the Han Dynasty!

Chapter 511 Establishing a Crown Prince in Wuchao

Chapter 511 Establishing a Crown Prince in Wuchao
"Push over."

A simple three-word military order is more powerful than any thunderous roar!

The crimson dragon banner that Yuan Shao had longed for suddenly moved, slowly advancing towards Yuan Shao.

But neither Yuan Shao nor the Yuan army that rushed here showed any joy in their eyes.

Only when the crimson dragon banner, which looked tiny from a distance, came right up to them could they see just how tall and imposing it truly was!
Only this one flag is allowed to exist in the entire world!
And its name is the Great Han!

"Press forward!"

The sound of war drums, which had been silenced, rose again, resounding from all directions!
The king, roused by his might, roared with fury. He advanced his fierce generals, as fierce as tigers. He crossed the Ji River, capturing the vile enemy. He cut off the Ji River's banks, the very place of the king's army!

The royal army marched swiftly, like a soaring bird, like the Yangtze and Han rivers, like the embrace of mountains, like the flowing stream, continuous and graceful. Unpredictable and unconquerable, they swept through the lands of Yuan and Zhao!

This is what Liu Miao meant when he said the time had come!
Liu Miao personally charged forward with his sword.

This is an agreement between the Emperor of the Han Dynasty and the people that no one has ever spoken aloud, but it truly exists!
We made a vow of life and death, to be together forever. I hold your hand, and we will grow old together!
The two dragon banners, which had been drawn almost to a point, began to widen as Liu Miao charged forward.

Yuan Shao fled.

Whether it was his intention or not, he did indeed escape.

This retreat meant giving up the entire world!

The Han soldiers roared incessantly, tears streaming down their faces, like wild beasts!

charge! charge! charge!

As the dragon banner of the Northern Zhao emperor retreated, the Han army, which had been pushed back to Liu Miao, began to fight back completely!
"Damn it! I almost died!"

Sun Ce, still shaken, reappeared at the very center of the battlefield, and his banner bearing the character "Sun" was raised once more.

The banners of Chiang Kai-shek and Zhu Rongji have re-emerged in this wave after several ups and downs.

The group of people, separated by the crowd, looked at each other's flags and laughed with relief.

At the same time, the Han troops from three directions were like three awls piercing into the Yuan army's formation, which was as bloated as a ball, causing the Yuan army to deflate.

Xu Huang led his infantry, charging faster than Lü Bu, who was leading cavalry, and Zhou Yu, who was closest to Liu Miao, and they rushed to Liu Miao's side in one fell swoop.

"Your Majesty! I am late!"

"It's not too late!"

Liu Miao looked Xu Huang up and down, and his previously tense lips relaxed completely as he burst into laughter: "Although Gongming's surname is not Zhao, I still find Gongming extremely rare! Haha!"

Zhao?
Xu Huang was somewhat dazed amidst the chaos of the battlefield, unsure of Liu Miao's intentions.

However, upon seeing Liu Miao's carefree laughter and the gradually receding Zhao imperial banner, Xu Huang finally managed a stiff and awkward smile.

Won!

The Han Dynasty has won this battle!
"Snapped!"

Liu Miao slapped Xu Huang's iron armor: "What are you standing there for? Chase after him!"

"Let's make this clear first, there will be no mutton at the victory celebration banquet later. I've been eating too much mutton lately, and it's making me feel quite irritable..."

Xu Huang glanced at Liu Miao, both amused and exasperated, but still clasped his fists together on horseback: "Yes, sir!"

However, when Xu Huang turned the direction forward again, he found that it seemed to be too late.

The Han army, which had just been almost pushed into a line by Yuan's army, was now like a bowstring stretched to its limit, and they all took off running forward.

Xu Huang even saw Jiang Qin cursing at his soldiers: "Damn it! Two hundred thousand Yuan soldiers! Can you capture them all? You couldn't capture two hundred thousand pigs! Hurry up and come with me to capture Yuan Shao! Otherwise, if someone else takes them, I'll definitely kill you all!"

It is no coincidence.

Sun Ce and Zhu Huan were also cursing their soldiers.

"No wonder they're all so poor! They can't even tell what's valuable... Are you deaf? He's just a Lieutenant General! What's there to be happy about? Go chase after Yuan Shao! Yuan Shao!!!"

But the truly ruthless ones are those who don't speak.

Sima Yi, the vanguard officer who claimed to be merely a civil official, was now pursuing the enemy more fiercely than anyone else! Even Zhou Yu, following behind, could only catch up with his back...

On a vast plain, an unprecedented battle royale is taking place.

Even the Battle of Zhuolu, the Battle of Mingtiao, and the Battle of Muye cannot compare to this protracted war.

Lu Su, who was standing next to Liu Miao, forcibly suppressed his urge to rush forward, and at the same time, he glanced at Liu Miao and was slightly taken aback.

Liu Miao's current joy seems to be mixed with something else.

"What is your Majesty thinking?"

"What is Zijing thinking about now?"

Lu Su pursed his chapped lips: "When I entered Yuan's camp in the past, I saw that Yuan's army was as majestic as Mount Tai and thought it was invincible."

"Unexpectedly, even something as majestic as that will one day collapse and crumble."

Given the frenzy of the soldiers at the front, Lu Su's words were truly fitting.

Perhaps all the ministers of the Han Dynasty believed they could win.

But when and how to win is something that can never be imagined.

Today, finally, the dust has settled...

Liu Miao smiled and looked at Lu Su: "I see."

Lu Su pressed on, "So what is Your Majesty thinking?"

"..."

Liu Miao looked down at the high-bridged saddle and double stirrups beneath him, and then couldn't help but step forward to stroke Kuaihang's smooth mane.

"I think this is the last time." "From this day forward, no matter how many hundreds or thousands of years pass, this will be the last war fought on this land."

"Neither the common people nor the soldiers of China can die like this anymore."

Lu Su's mouth opened slightly, and he looked at Liu Miao with a surprised expression.

But soon, that surprise turned into relief.

"The Great Han Dynasty is fortunate to have an emperor."

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lost.

Whether we admit it or not, we have lost.

When Yuan Shao was sent back to the Wuchao camp almost on the verge of death, the civil and military officials left behind in Hebei were nearly fainting!
If Yuan Shao hadn't still been able to speak, and if he hadn't been the founding emperor of the Great Zhao, these people would have almost all turned into birds and beasts and scattered in a flurry.

Yuan Shao strained to look at the crowd.

Fear, resentment, worry, and a very few expressions of concern were the last things Yuan Shao could see.

Seeing these gazes, Yuan Shao suddenly let out a soft laugh, the meaning of which he himself did not know.

It wasn't until he saw Xu You that Yuan Shao remembered something.

Ignore the others.

Yuan Shao said directly, "Ziyuan, Gongze, and Yuantu, the three of you come with me."

Xu You, Guo Tu, and Pang Ji did not understand his meaning, but they still immediately followed Yuan Shao into the rear hall, which was filled with the smell of medicine.

Yuan Shao had already sat down.

At the same time, what he held in his hand was a flawless white jade seal.

The Imperial Seal of the State.

Although it was just a replica, it still seemed to possess immense magic, attracting the attention of the three people.

But at the same time, no matter what had happened to the three of them before, or what they had complained about, a sense of sadness rose on their faces.

Clearly, they already knew what Yuan Shao was about to do.

"Ziyuan, draft an edict for me."

Xu You quickly knelt down in front of the low table beside him and licked the brush wet with his own lips...

"I have heard that those who rule the world and inherit the throne must establish an heir apparent to secure the country."

Even now, Yuan Shao's voice was trembling, as if he had not yet made up his mind.

But just moments later, Yuan Shao took a deep breath—

"...The third son, Shang, is of a loyal and respectful nature, born with filial piety and brotherly love, possessing a magnanimous and enlightened character, and embodying a compassionate heart. He has studied under his teachers, his words are elegant and refined, his actions are always in accordance with propriety, and he is mindful of not deviating from benevolence. He adheres to the old rules and is worthy of being the heir apparent. I have been fortunate to inherit this great legacy, and I have been devout and respectful day and night. I have always feared that the divine will not be pleased, that there are many shortcomings in governance, and that this grand ceremony will be delayed for many years. Now that the country is at peace and all things are thriving, I have reviewed the imperial system, consulted the advice of my ministers, and considered the grand plan. Nothing is more important than this. Therefore, I bestow upon him the title of Crown Prince, and appoint him to a position in the Imperial Palace. I respectfully wish for his continued succession and that he may accept this mandate. He shall be made Crown Prince, and the relevant officials shall be ordered to choose an auspicious day, prepare the necessary rites, and preside over the ceremony."

The third son, Shang!

All three of them heard it clearly, and there was absolutely no possibility that they had misheard it!
Guo Tu reacted most violently upon hearing the name; his breathing became rapid, and he eventually collapsed to the ground.

After reading the imperial edict, Yuan Shao was also panting heavily, greedily absorbing the last bit of life.

Even then, he was still comforting Guo Tu—

“I know Gongze’s intentions, and I understand that Gongze has no selfish motives in this matter.”

"But what happens after my death, I realize he can't suppress it."

Yes.

If Yuan Tan wins the Battle of Jiaodong, he will have the most elite troops of Northern Zhao in his hands, as well as so many incriminating evidence against the powerful families of Hebei. Yuan Shao believes that Yuan Tan will be able to suppress the state of Northern Zhao.

But right now, apart from Yuan Shang, who is deeply rooted in the powerful families of Hebei, no one can suppress the future Great Zhao.

“Gongze, I know Xianfu well.”

"Although he competed with his brother at every turn, he was not a bad person by nature and did not really want to kill Xiansi."

Yuan Shao was also limp on the couch, completely exhausted.

"When you return, persuade Xiansi and Xianfu that you may enfeoff Xiansi as the Prince of Zhongshan, just like Emperor Xiaoming of Han (Liu Zhuang) and Prince Gong of Donghai (Liu Qiang), who were brothers in harmony..."

But Guo Tu cried out, "After the Jiaodong incident, how can the two of us possibly get along?"

"..."

Only then did Yuan Shao finally feel some regret, regretting that he had not truly cared for his sons and had turned them into what they were now.

But Yuan Shao knew it was too late.

He then looked at Xu You.

"Ziyuan".

"When we were young, we were close friends and plotted many great things together... but in the end, I still need your help."

Xu You quickly put down his paper and pen and knelt down beside him.

"Your Majesty's trust is my duty, I would gladly die for it!"

"No matter what method you use, tell those two brothers to stop fighting, no, no..."

"Your Majesty, what do you not want? I can't hear you clearly."

"No, you should follow my example and Yuan Gonglu's example, which would bring shame upon the Yuan family."