Yuan Shao's Army showed ever clearer signs of defeat, and even Lü Bu began to grow anxious.
Zhang Liao and the others had already begun urging Lü Bu to return to Bingzhou. Having done this much, he had exhausted every duty of benevolence and righteousness; no one could fault him.
If nothing else worked, he could take the eldest young lady back to Bingzhou. Could a daughter really refuse to listen to her father?
Everyone turned their eyes toward Jizhou. When would the army Luo Yan had taken away return to Guandu?
That army would greatly influence the course of the war and everyone's subsequent fate.
In Jizhou, Luo Yan was mired deep in the quagmire of war.
Jizhou was far too flat and open. Once Youzhou had been breached, northern Jizhou had quickly fallen as well.
Fortunately, Zhao State had already been founded, greatly strengthening its cohesion. The aristocratic clans of Zhao State opposed Yan State's invasion and still stood with Zhao State.
After returning to Ye City, Luo Yan began organizing resistance against Yan State's invasion.
But the results could hardly be called good.
He was not a once-in-an-age military genius like Han Xin. He could not conquer the Various States of the North with a single detached army; he could only do everything in his power to block Yan State's southward advance.
But on the plains, cavalry reigned supreme.
When Yan Lin heard that Luo Yan wanted to speak with him, his expression was a sight to behold. In the end, however, he agreed to Luo Yan's request for talks, as a gesture of respect toward the Luo Clan.
At this, Luo Yan smiled. "Yes, that is precisely what I mean. That is precisely what worries me on your behalf.
If Yan Lin could be persuaded by