Two Thousand Years in a Dream of Millet, One Man, One Sword, Protecting the Mountains and Rivers

At the end of the Warring States period, he studied under Guiguzi, practiced the strategy of alliances and confederacies, established the Black Ice Platform, and helped Ying Zheng sweep across the ...

Chapter 412 Surrounded and Encircled

Therefore, Sun Quan decided to follow Zhou Yu's advice, but it was not appropriate to publicize the matter.

Lu Su watched this scene, utterly exhausted. He knew that the outcome of this battle was already decided, and there was nothing he could do to change it!

After Lu Su and Zhou Yu came out, Lu Su looked up at the sky and said to Zhou Yu, "Gongjin, you have plunged Jiangdong into an abyss of no return!"

"I was just making the right choice for Jiangdong!" Zhou Yu said dismissively.

Should I say you're too confident, or too arrogant?

Lu Su sighed, turned and left; he had nothing more to say.

Watching Lu Su's departing figure, Zhou Yu sighed, "Zijing, you are good in every way, but you are too hesitant and indecisive."

"If my lord wishes to conquer the world, this is a necessary step!"

From Zhou Yu's perspective, Liu Bei and Cao Cao had just fought a major battle, both of them were severely weakened, and they had taken advantage of the situation to conquer three counties in Jingzhou.

If we don't take Jingzhou and eliminate Liu Bei at this moment, Jiangdong will hardly have another chance to rise again.

What Zhou Yu always wanted was to divide the country into two parts and govern them separately along the river, which coincided with Lu Su's idea back then.

Over the years, the three kingdoms had formed their own power structures, and Lu Su had changed his mind, but Zhou Yu never wavered from his original intention.

I hope you'll understand my intentions soon.

Zhou Yu muttered to himself, then left Jianye and returned to Nanyang.

He was waiting for Liu Bei's arrival so he could launch a fatal blow and completely crush Liu Bei's Western Shu army.

Meanwhile, Pang Tong led 5,000 troops to Jianye to welcome Sun Shangxiang on Liu Bei's behalf.

Pang Tong ordered his men to spread the word far and wide, his purpose being to inform Zhou Yu that they had arrived.

However, Zhou Yu was unaware that it was not Liu Bei who had arrived, but Pang Tong.

Sure enough, just as Pang Tong entered Jiangxia, Zhou Yu suddenly led his army out and surrounded Pang Tong.

"Pang Shiyuan, what are you doing here?" Zhou Yu looked puzzled when he saw Pang Tong, but then suddenly realized what was going on.

"Oh no, we've been tricked!!!"

Zhou Yu immediately realized that Liu Bei hadn't come at all!

"Quickly, retreat!" Zhou Yu shouted.

"Zhou Yu! Your scheme has long been seen through by Kongming!" Pang Tong said coldly.

"The three counties of Jingzhou have all been recovered by our army!"

Seeing this, Zhou Yu's face darkened, and he cursed inwardly, "Damn it, that Zhuge Liang dares to scheme against me!"

"Kill! Kill Pang Tong!"

Subsequently, the Jiangdong army charged towards Pang Tong, who immediately ordered his troops to deploy in defense.

Zhou Yu's goal was clear: to kill Pang Tong.

Meanwhile, Pang Tong was hiding under the protection of shield soldiers, guarding his own camp closely.

"I am Zhao Zilong of Changshan!"

Suddenly, a general appeared, dressed in white robes, riding a jade lion and wielding a spear, charging out and heading straight for Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows when he saw the newcomer.

"Zhao Yun!?"

Zhou Yu certainly recognized Zhao Yun; he would recognize him even if he were reduced to ashes.

Back then, it was Zhao Yun who single-handedly ruined his plan, causing him to fail at the last minute and resulting in heavy losses for Jiangdong.

Zhou Yu remembered this grudge very clearly.

Not only Zhou Yu, but all the military generals of Jiangdong had a deep memory of Zhao Yun.

Although Zhou Yu hated Zhao Yun, he also knew that now was not the time to argue with Zhao Yun; the problem now was Pang Tong!

"Shoot arrows! Stop Zhao Yun!" Zhou Yu shouted.

In an instant, the archers fired their arrows.

Zhao Yun brandished his Cliff-Corner Spear, sweeping away the arrows flying towards him. He then leaped into Zhou Yu's camp, sweeping the Cliff-Corner Spear across the battlefield, felling more than a dozen Jiangdong soldiers to the ground.

Zhou Yu's expression changed slightly upon seeing this. This Zhao Yun was simply terrifying. He dared to charge into his army formation all by himself. His courage was beyond that of ordinary generals.

"Zhou Yu, prepare to die!" Zhao Yun shouted.

"Zhao Yun, stop being so arrogant!"

Immediately afterwards, several of Zhou Yu's generals—Ding Feng, Gan Ning, Zhou Tai, Chen Wu, Dong Xi, Xu Sheng, and Pan Zhang—rushed toward Zhao Yun.

The seven men joined forces, determined to cut Zhao Yun down from his horse, but Zhao Yun brandished his Cliff-Corner Spear, blocking the seven men without the slightest fear.

"This Zhao Yun is incredibly powerful!" Zhou Yu frowned.

The combined power of these seven men was immense, enough to easily defeat any top general. Even Guan Yu, who once guarded Jingzhou, would have been killed by their combined strength. Yet Zhao Yun was able to withstand them with ease.

"Phoenix Three Nods!" Zhao Yun shouted, and the Cliff Edge Spear seemed to come alive, incredibly agile, with each thrust carrying a strange and unpredictable beauty.

This move, "Phoenix Three Nods," is a technique from the "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" spear routine. It used exquisite spear skills to force the seven men into a series of retreats.

Zhao Yun pressed his advantage, his spear thrusting out like a venomous snake, aimed directly at the weakest of the three, Pan Zhang.

Pan Zhang looked horrified and quickly raised his knife to block.

"clang……"

A crisp, resounding clang of metal clashing rang out, deafeningly loud.

Pan Zhang felt a sharp pain in his tiger's mouth and almost lost his grip on the long knife.

Immediately following, the Cliff Edge Spears came crashing down like a rain of pear blossoms, their speed increasing so fast that Pan Zhang could barely see the blurry spear shadows and couldn't catch a trace of them at all.

Pan Zhang parried Zhao Yun's spear attacks repeatedly, but eventually he couldn't withstand the onslaught, and a long sword slipped from his hand.

Pan Zhang was instantly terrified. He turned around and tried to run, but after taking only two steps, he felt a chill in his chest. Looking down, he saw a gun stuck in his chest, with bright red blood slowly oozing out.

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