Sima Zhao, who had been waiting in Nuange for a long time, saw Cao Xi turning around and rushed forward to greet him, asking anxiously:

"How about you lead the army? General, would you like to see me?"

"General..." Cao Xi hesitated for a moment before replying, "General, there are still important things to do. I'm afraid I have to meet with you."

When Sima Zhao heard this, he was half disappointed and half expected. He nodded and pretended to be relaxed:

"It doesn't matter. The general is not free. I will wait in front of the mansion. I believe that one day, the general will be free to meet me."

Cao Xi quickly took Sima Zhao's hand and advised:

"Why is it necessary for Zishang to do this? Although the general has no time to see you, I have already inquired for you. The general intends to send troops to help Hebei. Zishang can just wait for the news."

When Sima Zhao heard this, his worries turned into joy, and he held Cao Xi's hand:

"Is this true?"

"How dare I deceive you into taking on such a big matter?"

Sima Zhao asked again: "But I don't know when the reinforcements will set off?"

Cao Xi hesitated for a moment, and then said:

"It's cold today, and it may be difficult for the soldiers to travel in the snow. Moreover, the army needs to raise food and grass before going out, so it will take some time."

He consoled him: "Sir, just wait with peace of mind. As soon as I have news, I will send someone to inform you immediately."

How could Sima Zhao feel at ease after hearing this?

"The military situation is urgent. I can wait, but I'm afraid Hebei can't wait. Uncle Zhao, I beg you, please help me persuade the general again. The matter is urgent and it is not advisable to slow down!"

"How could I not know that the military situation is as good as fire and waits for no one?" Cao Xi could only continue to comfort Sima Zhao, "But the weather is cold and the ground is freezing. Even if everyone in the Han army is brave and good at fighting, and has the courage to be unstoppable by ten thousand men, waiting here

It is also difficult to attack the city in bad weather."

"Furthermore, Taifu Sima is the pillar of the country. He has been in the army for decades, and he has many dangerous passes in Taihang as his support. Hebei will be safe for a while."

"Don't worry, Zishang. As soon as there is an opportunity, I will definitely persuade the general again and send reinforcements to help as soon as possible."

After hearing Cao Xi's words, Sima Zhao could only say:

"Then Zhao will thank the leader in advance."

"We are all contributing to the country, so why do we need to thank each other?"

After conversing with Sima Zhao, Cao Xi personally sent him back to his residence before parting ways.

This winter is warmer than previous years, and the wind from Hebei cannot reach Qiao County.

But the north wind in the desert can blow across the Yanshan Mountains and reach Hebei.

The men sent by Tuoba Xulu crossed Yanshan Mountain against the north wind. Under the escort of a group of Wei troops, they hurriedly and slowly rushed back to Suotou before the beginning of spring.

"The Han Kingdom is attacking Hebei. Sima Taifu wants us to send troops to help as soon as possible?"

Unlike Dou Bin, who was about to die, and Sima Yi, who was aging and aging, Tuoba Liwei, who was about to be seventy-three, was still full of energy and good spirits.

Sitting in the tent, his majestic body looked like a big dark bull.

He looked at the messenger lying on the ground with bright eyes, and his voice sounded like thunder:

"In the past, when I formed an alliance with Taifu Sima, he once told me that there would be no less than 200,000 elite soldiers in Hebei."

"Two hundred thousand elite soldiers were protected by the mountains, and there was a natural disaster to help them. Why did he immediately send for help as soon as the Han soldiers attacked?"

"Is it possible that these 200,000 elite soldiers are just improvised generals, or is it true that Sima Yi is as afraid of Shu as a tiger, as rumored, and was frightened when he heard that Han soldiers were coming to attack?"

"Great Kehan, the second prince said the same thing in Yecheng, but Sima Yi said that the Han army went against common sense and invaded Hebei in winter, and they must have ulterior motives."

"Especially that God Feng Wen, he is the most insidious and cunning. If this thief doesn't make a move, it will be fine. If he does, it will be a poisonous plan. You must be on guard against it!"

After finishing speaking, he repeated Sima Yi's analysis of the Han army's dispatch.

He even didn’t forget to flatter him:

"Great Kehan, Sima Taifu also said that Feng Wenshen's use of troops this time went against common sense. I am afraid he also knew that our alliance between Xianbei and Hebei was invincible."

"That's why we want to take advantage of our Da Xianbei to fight against the White Disaster in winter, thinking that we can't go south to support, and want to defeat Hebei and Da Xianbei one by one."

When Tuoba Li heard this, his face first showed a proud look, then his brows furrowed again, and he looked thoughtfully at the deacon standing beside him.

The deacon in black nodded slightly and said:

"Kehan, the reason why God Feng Wen is called the God of Plague is not only that this thief is the reincarnation of the Ghost King, who likes to eat the flesh and blood of the world and brings disaster to the world, but also that this thief is far-sighted and extremely insidious. He must be guarded against."

Tuoba Li nodded slightly:

"Yes, no matter where he is, this thief will cause blood to flow there. The King of Ghosts and the God of Plague are what the world calls him. Isn't it unreasonable?"

Thinking about today's grasslands, whether it is the western Xianbei or the central Xianbei, they are all poisoned and killed by this person, and almost no one is spared.

Since Mr. Tan Shihuai, even if Great Xianbei has been divided into four parts and each has its own conquests, the grassland has always been the grassland of Great Xianbei.

Unexpectedly, a plague god came from the southwest, and all tribes on the grassland became frightened when they heard about it, fearing that they would be caught and used as a blood sacrifice to the plague god.

Thinking of this, Tuoba Liwei couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring:

"In the opinion of the deacon, should we send troops to rescue him?"
Chapter completed!