Chapter 1389

But just when Zhao Zilong wanted to continue leading troops to go on an expedition, this time Gu Yi actually dared to head toward them.

"Zhao Zilong, don't be anxious this time, wait a moment first." Gu Yi stepped out to block them.

Seeing the appearance of his own lord, Zhao Zilong was very puzzled; why would he appear to block him at this time?

"My lord, why is this?" Zhao Zilong asked very puzzledly.

But Gu Yi did not immediately answer Zhao Zilong's question, but smiled slightly, his deep gaze revealing a trace of mysterious light.

He walked slowly to Zhao Zilong's side, quietly watching the battlefield ahead, as if thinking about something.

Zhao Zilong waited uneasily for Gu Yi's answer, his heart filled with doubt. At this time, Gu Yi finally spoke, his voice low and firm: "Zhao Zilong, things have changed, we need to wait for a better opportunity."

Hearing these words, strong dissatisfaction ignited in Zhao Zilong's heart. He was a brave general, always accustomed to solving problems in a direct way, and had never thought about waiting for any opportunity.

But the firmness and careful consideration revealed in Gu Yi's eyes made Zhao Zilong begin to think about his own decision.

"My lord, why wait?" Zhao Zilong couldn't help but ask.

"Zhao Zilong, you are my most capable general; your bravery and decisiveness are unmatched. But sometimes, we need to calm down and think, waiting for a better opportunity. War is a complex game; we cannot only see the benefits before our eyes, but also need to consider the overall strategy," Gu Yi smiled slightly, his eyes carrying a trace of gratification.

Zhao Zilong fell into deep thought; he began to understand Gu Yi's intention. Perhaps, waiting did not mean weakness and retreat, but to better grasp the opportunity for victory. He nodded silently, deciding to temporarily put down the plan for the expedition and listen to Gu Yi's instructions.

Under Gu Yi's leadership, Zhao Zilong and the other soldiers began a period of relatively quiet waiting.

At this time, inside the Cao army camp, Cao Cao was furious, as Cao Hong and Zhang Liao had not taken down Gu Yi.

Cao Cao's brows were tightly locked, his anger soaring to the heavens; he stared fiercely at Cao Hong and Zhang Liao, his voice roaring and echoing throughout the entire camp.

"Cao Hong! Zhang Liao! You two pieces of trash! So many people were dispatched, yet you didn't even take down a single Gu Yi! Is this the level of your military talent?"

Cao Hong and Zhang Liao's complexions were pale, and they hardly dared to breathe heavily. Cao Hong wanted to explain in a panic, but was interrupted by Cao Cao's roar.

"Shut up! I want results, not excuses! You dignified great generals actually let a Gu Yi slip away right under your noses! It's simply losing all my face!"

Cao Hong and Zhang Liao dared not raise their heads; they deeply felt Cao Cao's anger. Cao Cao had always had zero tolerance for failure in military affairs, and this failure made him unable to accept it even more.

"The generals under my command are actually this incompetent! Do you think I will tolerate your failure?!" Cao Cao's voice was even sharper and more ear-piercing, as if it could pierce people's eardrums.

Cao Hong and Zhang Liao could only lower their heads and remain silent, their hearts filled with endless shame and self-reproach. They understood that this failure would bring them heavy punishment.

Cao Cao's anger did not subside; he stared coldly at Cao Hong and Zhang Liao, sharp light flashing in his eyes.

"Remember this, I, Cao Cao, don't need trash! If you fail me again, don't even think about standing in my ranks! Understand?"

Cao Hong and Zhang Liao gritted their teeth; they nodded respectfully, not daring to have any intention of refuting. Under Cao Cao's pressure, they felt their own insignificance and inadequacy.

"My lord, that Gu Yi is not simple; he is an old opponent of our army and also the most difficult enemy of our army. We need to send an envoy to negotiate with him, letting him withdraw from Hebei, so that we can preserve the foundation of Hebei," Zhang Liao suggested cautiously.

As soon as his words fell, Cao Cao snorted coldly.

"Negotiate?!"

He snorted coldly: "Our army and Gu Yi have already torn off the mask of civility, what use is negotiation? Could it be that I can still go and beg Gu Yi? I tell you, this person Gu Yi is not simple, and absolutely cannot be measured by common sense! Therefore, handle this matter yourselves."

"But, we..." Zhang Liao still wanted to say something, but was directly interrupted by Cao Cao.