In the 24th year of Jian'an, from spring to summer, and then to autumn, Chang'an City has prosperous business, residents in the city live and work in peace, taverns are full, merchants in the hostel are constantly commuting, and a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

After autumn, there was a bit of solemnity in the bustling and lively Chang'an City. The army's inspection at the city gate became obviously stricter. Almost every carriage entering the city had to be strictly searched. It was strictly forbidden for merchants to bring prohibited weapons into the city. Many experienced merchants couldn't help but feel a little worried. This was a sign before the war came.

At noon that day, a caravan slowly approached Chang'an City. It was a large caravan composed of hundreds of mules, full of various goods, with more than fifty people alone. The leader of the caravan was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was tall, dark-skinned, sharp-eyed, and his national face showed the firmness of a soldier.

At this time, the caravan was still one mile away from the east city gate of Chang'an. Both sides of the official road had become very lively, with various shops standing in hand, and merchants coming and going in endlessly, bringing business to the taverns and tea sheds on both sides.

"Come here and have a rest!"

The shopkeeper of a tea shed in the distance waved to the caravan enthusiastically. A guy rushed up and smiled at the middle-aged man led by the caravan and said, "There are many rules to enter the city now. Why not go to the small shop first and let me tell you."

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, nodded, turned around and said, "Go to the tea shed to rest!"

Everyone walked towards the tea shed, and the tea shed suddenly became lively. Several friends took the mules and goods to the back to drink water and feed them. Everyone asked for food, drink water and chat. The tea shed was very lively.

At this time, the shopkeeper of the teahouse walked up and smiled: "This Shangjun, Chang'an City has regulations that caravans entering the city must conduct inspections. It is strictly forbidden to carry various weapons other than short swords and swords. If spears or crossbows are found, they will be arrested on the spot. Caravans with more than ten people must go to the government to file a record. Large caravans like you will probably be in trouble. They either leave separately or go to the western city. I advise you not to enter the city."

Speaking of this, the shopkeeper pointed to the eagle and doves they carried and said, "Like everyone who carries eagle and doves, if they are seen by the patrol soldiers, they will be arrested immediately, which is very dangerous!"

Two caravan guys quickly got up and took the eagle cage to the back. At this time, the middle-aged man frowned, "When will this be the rule to start?"

"It's been a while since I heard that Yedu's investigation is stricter, you should know it too!"

The middle-aged man nodded, "You are right. The caravans are no longer allowed to enter the city in Yedu."

The shopkeeper sighed, "I guess Chang'an is coming soon, and many businessmen say that this is a sign before the war. Alas! When the war comes, the business of the shop will be affected."

He bowed his hand and turned around. The two deputy officers next to him stepped forward and whispered: "General, what should we do?"

This caravan is not an ordinary caravan, but a team of Cao's scouts. They are here to strengthen the scouts in Chang'an City. Unexpectedly, they cannot enter the city. The middle-aged man, the surname Han, is a Cao army captain. He pondered for a moment and said to the two deputys: "Let's take a look at the situation in the city first."

He waved to a Deli subordinate and told him, "You go to Longmen Tavern first and contact us."

The subordinates agreed and took a mule and rode it to the city. The subordinates were still having dinner and chatting, which was very lively, but the leader of the Han Ziwei fell into deep thought.

About half an hour later, his subordinates returned to the tea shed, and his expression was very nervous. He whispered a few words to Captain Han. Captain Han's face changed drastically, and he immediately shouted: "Get up quickly and leave immediately!"

The subordinates stood up one after another, and more than a dozen people ran behind to pick up mules and goods. But at this moment, the sound of horse hooves came from the direction of the city, which became faster and faster, and the sound was like thunder. Hundreds of cavalry rushed toward. Before the Cao army's scout left, hundreds of cavalry surrounded the tea shed and raised their crossbows at the gangs. Everyone was stunned and slowly raised their hands.

At this time, a Han general urged him to step forward, pointed a spear at Captain Han of Cao's army, and said coldly: "Do you think it's seamless? Let me tell you the truth, don't you want to go to Chang'an."

Captain Han's face looked extremely ugly. He could not imagine where he had revealed his identity. He suddenly realized something and turned around and looked at the shopkeeper, but the shopkeeper disappeared.

The Han general shouted, "Take them all away!"

Several Cao army scouts wanted to resist, but Captain Han stopped them. The Cao army scouts were taken away by the Han cavalry in dejectedly. At this time, the shopkeeper slowly walked out of the room and looked at the cavalry to capture the Cao army scout. He couldn't help but sneer and ordered the teahouse clerk, saying, "Carry it out and continue to attract customers."

The streets and alleys near the Dongchengmen Gate of Chang'an were already covered with thousands of Han soldiers, and more than a thousand Han soldiers surrounded the Longmen Tavern. Since the execution of Yang Tian, ​​the chief censor of Wei State, the Cao army has completely rectified the intelligence organization of the Han State. All spies were withdrawn back to Yedu, replaced a group of spies, and changed the intelligence points.

The major adjustments to the intelligence organization of Cao's army caused the Han army to lose clues of the Cao army's spies, but the secret battle between the Han and Cao army continued. The Han army strengthened the investigation at the city gate half a month ago, but this was just a fishing method. The real Han army spies were deployed outside the east and west city gates.

Most of the teahouses and taverns were deployed with Han army spies to closely monitor merchants or passengers. Therefore, when the Cao army scout caravan led by Han Zhengwei arrived at the east gate, he was stared by Han army spies. The teahouse shopkeeper monitored their every move. Han Zhengwei sent people to the city to contact the city's intelligence points, which undoubtedly exposed the city's intelligence points.

It was reasonable that Longmen Tavern was surrounded. At this time, the command of the general Wang Ping, more than a hundred Han soldiers rushed into the tavern. Soon, they arrested the shopkeeper and more than a dozen bartenders, and the rest of the Han soldiers searched the tavern in a comprehensive search.

At this time, a military marquis ran out to report: "Report to the general, the brothers found weapons and armor in the cellar."

Dozens of Han soldiers brought out bundles of spears and crossbows, and dozens of pairs of Han soldiers' armor. The tavern shopkeeper looked pale and was so scared that he was trembling all over. He knew that he was about to have a disaster.

One hour later, the Han army searched the city of Chang'an, Xianyang County and Du County in a comprehensive manner, and successively cut off three intelligence points of the Cao army, arrested nearly a hundred Cao army spies, and destroyed the intelligence organization that Cao's army was stationed in Chang'an.

However, the Han army's Qingwang operation organized by the Cao army in Chang'an City was only part of the preparations for the Han army. More than 300,000 Han troops began to gather in Tongguan, Pujin Pass, Wancheng, Shouchun, and even Jiangdong.

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In Shouchun, an autumn rain came unexpectedly, and the earth was covered with white mist. The forests in the distance turned gray and black, the leaves fell, and a few crows were hovering over the woods, and the world was desolate and bleak.

The wide, mud-filled official road was lined with convoys from Huainan County and Lujiang County, grain trucks covered with oil cloth, large trucks with wheat poles and hay, supplies trucks, and huge supplies cargo ships, swaying and squeaking forward.

The sky is drizzling, which is the rainy late autumn season in Jianghuai. The fields and ditches on the roadside that have just been harvested are filled with rain. The dense forests in the distance show a blurred outline.

The baggage teams of each county advanced northward in the mud, braving the drizzle, shouting and cursing, mixed with the crackling sound of whips and the creaking of axles, with great momentum, like the sea tide.

From time to time, you can see dying animals or corpses lying on both sides of the official road, and occasionally a cart with wheels facing the sky.

Sometimes a team of cavalry rushed into the crowd, so the soldiers kept shouting and cursing, and the horses stood up and kept neighing. A large cart full of food and grass would roll down the slope, and the people on the car would also roll down.

In front, in the middle of the torrent of vehicles, soldiers lined up in long queues and marched in a difficult manner in the sticky mud. The crowd was mixed with carriages carrying light weapons such as knives, guns, bows and crossbows. The escort soldiers lay in the tent, kept running out of the line, crawling into the fields, and squatting down.

In front of me is the team of senior generals. The brigade of personal soldiers is holding their generals. From time to time, you can see several carriages, with civil servants and counselors sitting inside.

The team walked through a dense forest and started to riot over the resting place. Then the queue was unfolding and crossing the river. Then a new carriage was filled with food, hay and various weapons poured in from both sides. Occasionally, a small team of scouts and cavalry grabbed the front of the queue.

Further ahead is an abandoned town. The tragic scene after the Hefei war is still vivid in my mind. A broken gable is shaking among the piles of rubble and burnt wood; a broken oil lamp and a rag are flapping in the wind from the deformed window. There is also a fallen soldier, squatting in a slump in a slump in a slump in a slump in a large cart with gloomy and sad eyes.

Two miles away parallel to the official road is the Ruxushui River. Thousands of civilians are struggling to pull a large ship of thousands of stones, launching low, rhythmic, and shocking horns. The ship is loaded with various heavy siege tools and boxes of polished stone bullets. Ladders, nest cars, building cars, and there are still a row of huge grounds on both sides of the ship. There are also terrible buckets of turbulent oil on the ship, all of which are guarded by heavy troops.

This team was a Jingzhou army that came from afar, with about 50,000 people. The head general was the veteran Huang Zhong. Their destination was Shouchun, two hundred miles away. The march was very slow and the team had been away for ten days.

"Elder General, Shouchun City is ahead!" A soldier shouted at a tall city in the distance.

Huang Zhong narrowed his eyes and looked for a moment, nodded. His Highness the King of Han should have arrived in Shouchun.

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Chapter completed!