The game starts with Cao Cao as the main character, and the beauty sheds countless tears.

Chapter 640 Battlefield Nanny Zhao Yun! Uncle Zilong lends me a hand!

幽州

Jicheng

Ruixue is a prosperous year.

The snow fell softly, drifting haphazardly across the city walls.

After many twists and turns, this oldest city in Youzhou became the new capital of Youzhou again after Cao Cao defeated Yuan Shang and acquired the four provinces of Hebei.

Of course, this was because the old city of Ji had been burned down in the war between Liu Yu and Gongsun Zan.

The location of the new Jicheng differs from that of the old Jicheng.

In the council chamber

Lu Zhe and Xu Miao sat facing each other.

Among the remnants of the Tianlong people established by Ju Zonghua and Xin, these two were the leaders of the Youzhou aristocratic families.

Seven days ago, Chen Gong completed the pre-battle deployment, and the two of them rushed back to Youzhou to set up defenses without stopping.

"Brother Jingshan, according to our scouts, there are only two groups of Cao Cao's troops advancing towards Youzhou."

"One route was led by the Zhao banner, and the other by the Cao banner."

Lu Zhe pointed to the map and said to Xu Miao.

Xu Miao was greatly surprised and murmured:

"Ji Xiao, this is terrible!"

"There is only one general with the surname Zhao in the entire Cao camp, and that is Zhao Yun!"

"Damn it! How could this fiend be in charge of attacking my Youzhou?"

Xu Miao was as anxious as a grasshopper on a hot pan.

No matter how many new generals have joined Cao Cao's camp over the years, Zhao Yun's status has always remained unchanged.

This is a true confidant!

Cao Cao's 150,000-strong army was divided into ten routes.

The two armies that attacked Youzhou together numbered only about 30,000.

But Xu Miao never expected that Zhao Yun, an exceptionally talented individual, would be in charge of Youzhou!

Lu Zhe was young and impetuous; he was only in his early twenties, a time when he was full of vigor and vitality.

Hearing that Xu Miao was so afraid of Zhao Yun, he couldn't help but laugh:

"Why are you so worried, Brother Jingshan?"

"Isn't it just Zhao Yun?"

"I heard that this person is skilled at commanding cavalry."

"But the aristocratic families of Youzhou are united as one, and with the fortified city of Ji as our stronghold, even if Zhao Yun uses all his abilities, he won't be able to gain the slightest advantage!"

Seeing that Lu Zhe completely disregarded Zhao Yun, Xu Miao was almost in tears, with tears welling up in his eyes.

"No! Ji Xiao, this Zhao Yun is truly different!"

"This person has an excellent relationship with Su Ziyi. Even if he's not a professional strategist, he's probably learned quite a few treacherous tactics from being around him for so many years!"

"Our chances of winning against a Zhao Yun like this are extremely low!"

Hearing Xu Miao's words boost Zhao Yun's morale and dampen their own, Lu Zhe was very unhappy.

He flicked his sleeve and said to Xu Miao:

"Brother Jingshan, I don't understand what you're afraid of!"

"My Youzhou originally mobilized 30,000 troops, and recently we have hired a group of bodyguards and strong men with gold, silver, valuables and copper coins."

"Total troop strength is approaching 50,000!"

"As for the officials that Cao Mengde originally placed in Youzhou, they were all useless people, and I have taken them all down."

"Fifty thousand against thirty thousand, so what if the other side has Zhao Yun?"

"I find it hard to believe that Brother Jingshan is so timid and hesitant!"

"Unbelievable my foot!?"

Xu Miao couldn't hold back any longer and blurted out a curse.

Seeing this, Lu Zhe became even angrier.

As Lu Zhi's son, Lu Zhe always longed to become a man as accomplished in both literature and martial arts as his father.

However, Lu Zhi died of illness shortly after Lu Zhe's birth.

Lu Yu, the eldest son of Lu Zhi who inherited the position of family head, also took good care of his younger brother Lu Zhe, who was born of the same mother.

From childhood to adulthood, I've given them almost everything they wanted.

This resulted in Lu Zhe having a very strong personality, believing that his abilities were higher than the sky, but he had not been given enough room to demonstrate them.

Lu Yu originally thought that as the eldest brother, he could protect Lu Zhe for life.

Unexpectedly, he passed away in his early thirties.

Considering that Lu Yu's biological son was only a few years old, the elders of the Lu family decided to put Lu Zhe in the position of family head.

Having finally gotten a chance to show his skills, Lu Zhe wouldn't give up until he had a real go for it!

"Ji Xiao, things are not as simple as you think."

Xu Miao tried his best to persuade Lu Zhe, but Lu Zhe completely ignored his advice.

Finally, after Xu Miao had tried to persuade him nearly ten times without success, Lu Zhe angrily said:

"Xu Jingshan, don't you think you've gone a bit too far?"

"Since you are so cowardly and afraid of Zhao Yun."

"The heavy responsibility of dealing with Zhao Yun will be entrusted to me, Lu Jixiao!"

"You, leave Jicheng immediately and go to Dai County to take charge!"

"As long as I, Lu Jixiao, am alive, I will never let Jicheng be lost!"

Xu Miao stared blankly at Lu Zhe, unsure whether to call him young and impetuous or ignorant and fearless.

"Fine, since you insist on this, I have no choice but to leave."

Xu Miao left, taking only a little over a thousand of the Xu family's main troops with him.

The remaining forces of the Youzhou aristocratic families, along with the newly recruited bodyguards and able-bodied men, were still placed under the unified leadership of Lu Zhe.

"Hmph, incompetent fool!"

Standing on the city wall, watching Xu Miao's departing figure, Lu Zhe spat out a disdainful "Pah!"

Dai County is located in the northern part of Youzhou.

Zhao Yun and the general surnamed Cao marched from south to north.

Without capturing Jicheng, it's impossible to reach Daijun.

Therefore, Lu Zhe effectively drove Xu Miao away from the front lines.

If Xu Miao survives, he should thank Lu Zhe.

A beating is a sign of affection, a scolding is a sign of love. Perhaps everything Lu Zhe did was for his own good!

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"Sigh, the snow in Youzhou this year is really heavy."

"It's a pity that I can't even go back for the Chinese New Year; I'll have to spend it away from home."

In the camp a hundred miles away from Jicheng

Zhao Yun and several young men drank and chatted happily.

These young men were not famous generals; they were Zhang Hu, son of Zhang Liao; Yue Chen, son of Yue Jin; and Xu Gai, son of Xu Huang.

All of them had just undergone their coming-of-age ceremony this year and followed Uncle Zhao to the battlefield to complete their first battle.

To be honest, Zhao Yun didn't initially want to bring these little guys along.

But these youngsters were clever enough to spend a lot of money to buy some high-proof vintage wine from Guo Jia, and they took turns getting Zhao Yun drunk.

Then, he got advice from Jia Xu and got Zhao Yun to sign an agreement that he would take a few of them to the battlefield.

When Zhao Yun woke up, he was quite helpless and decided to send them back to their respective fathers.

But the three of them collectively produced letters written by their own fathers.

It means, Zilong, we've known each other for so many years, please help take care of these little guys.

Zhao Yun was furious!

The battlefield is ruthless. If something unexpected happens, how will they explain it to their fathers when they get back?

But perhaps Zhao Yun's reputation was too good, or perhaps the little guys felt that only Zhao Yun was willing to take them along.

The men fawned over him, addressing him as "Uncle Zhao" repeatedly, offering to massage his shoulders and back, pour wine and tea—it was all done with utmost care!

This made Zhao Yun feel quite embarrassed.

Thinking to myself, let's finish this battle as soon as possible, just so the little guys can have some involvement.

Time flies!

Gazing at the vast white sky, Zhao Yun's memories drifted back to a long time ago.

Unbeknownst to him, he had gone from being called Brother Zilong to being referred to as Uncle Zhao or Uncle Zilong by the younger military officers.

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