Cao Cao Defeated, Seeks Refuge with Yuan Shao
The sun set behind the western mountains, and the spirit of heroes waned.
Cao Ren sat solemnly at the head of the camp, his face dark like the bottom of a soot-covered pot.
"So, you're telling me that Zhen City has already been captured by General Zhao Zilong under Long Chen's command!?"
The kneeling knight, drenched in cold sweat, nodded hesitantly. "Yes, General, the young commander on the city wall claimed to be Zhao Zilong of Changshan."
Cao Ren abruptly stood up, his previously gloomy face turning unnaturally red from both anger and agitation, as though something was about to burst from his throat.
As a seasoned general, Cao Ren knew the critical importance of Zhen City to the Cao army—it was of immense strategic value.
But now, it had fallen into the hands of Long Chen's forces...
How could this battle continue now!?
If the general sent by Long Chen wasn’t Zhao Zilong but some nameless subordinate, Cao Ren would have been confident in recapturing Zhen City.