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Chapter 87: Jiangdong rats, crossing the river in white clothes, making the world laugh at them - Xiao He

Zhou Yu lacks wisdom, Lu Su lacks strategy, and Lu Meng lacks morality!

The rats of Jiangdong, crossing the river in white clothes, are laughed at by the world!

There were two lines of cursive writing on the silk book, with a smiley face drawn at the end, and the signature was - Xiao He.

Zhou Yu's body froze, his head was buzzing, and his heart was in turmoil.

The person who left the letter was actually Xiao He!
Isn’t that guy in Jingbei, assisting Liu Bei in pursuing Cao Cao?
How come he suddenly appeared in Xiakou?

Looking at this letter written to him by name, it seems that he had already expected that he would send troops to launch a surprise attack on Xiakou today!

Even his plan to cross the river in white clothes was clear.

What kind of wisdom and strategy would allow one to have such incredible and almost prophetic calculations?

In an instant, Zhou Yu felt a deep fear in his heart, and his hands, which were holding the letter, trembled slightly.

But soon, the horror and fear were replaced by endless anger.

Lack of wisdom, strategy, morality, rat...

Xiao He was openly mocking him, despising him, and humiliating him and all the heroes of Jiangdong!

"How dare you, a country bumpkin, look down on me like this!"

Zhou Yu was so angry that he drew his sword and pointed north:
"Order the entire army, destroy Shuiying for me, and then destroy Xiakou in one fell swoop!"

Zhou Yu was enraged.

Knowing that Xiao He had seen through his sneak attack plan, and knowing that the remaining Liu army was well prepared and had even set an ambush, he still ordered the attack to continue.

However, Lu Meng's face changed and he thought to himself that something was wrong.

Although he had not read what was written in the letter, from what he saw, with his intelligence, how could he not judge that the defenders had predicted their attack and there must be a trick here.

It would be unwise to continue the attack.

"Commander-in-Chief, the defenders are clearly well prepared. We have already lost the initiative. We must not advance rashly and must retreat to the river as quickly as possible."

Lu Meng rode forward, stopped Zhou Yu and tried to persuade him.

Like a bucket of cold water poured on his head, Zhou Yu suddenly sobered up from his rage and reined in his horse.

Looking at the Xiakou City in the mist ahead and then glancing back at the Yangtze River behind him, Zhou Yu tightly gripped his sword, feeling conflicted for a moment.

When he was in Tongyang, he boasted to Sun Quan that he would send a victory report to Moling within five days.

But now the surprise attack has failed and they have to retreat in disgrace. How should they explain this to Sun Quan?

Where is the face of the handsome Zhou Lang?
But if we do not withdraw our troops and continue the attack by force, as Lu Meng reminded us, what if there is a trap ahead?
Zhou Yu gritted his teeth secretly, caught in a dilemma.

Not far away, on the top of the Xiakou city wall.

Xiao He was holding a telescope, looking down at the water camp's situation.

Xiakou City was built by the water, and the Shuiying Ferry was very close to the city gate. Now that the fog had mostly dissipated, the ferry could be seen clearly through the telescope.

Xiao He saw clearly Zhou Yu's face, which was in a dilemma and unwilling to give up.

"I didn't even faint from my words. Jiangdong's handsome Zhou Lang is quite tolerant..."

Xiao He muttered to himself, with a look of admiration on his face.

Guan Yinping, who was standing beside them, was naturally used to it and didn't find it strange at all.

Liu Qi's face was full of surprise and confusion. He stared at the unheard-of object in Xiao He's hand, wondering what kind of magical weapon it was.

"You know we're well prepared, yet you still refuse to leave, Zhou Lang. It seems you're unwilling to return empty-handed. Very good, that's exactly what I'm hoping for..."

Xiao He raised a cold smile and turned back to Guan Yinping and said:
"Yinping, pass the order down, beat the drum immediately, it's time for Wenchang to take action."

Guan Yinping immediately issued an order.

"Boom-boom-boom!"

The sound of war drums suddenly rang out from the city wall.

In the heart of Shuiying, more than 5,000 soldiers of Liu's army had been hiding for a long time.

When Wei Yan heard the drum, he immediately became eager to fight. He brandished his sword and shouted:
"Crossbowmen, release your arrows and shoot at the Jiangdong thieves!"

Then the trumpet sounded.

Countless sharp arrows suddenly broke out from the mist like locusts and attacked the crowded Jiangdong army.

Screams, screams, and exclamations suddenly broke out everywhere.

The Jiangdong army was caught off guard and in the blink of an eye, they were nailed to the ground in large numbers.

"Ambush, it's Liu Jun's ambush!"

"Protect the governor!"

Lu Meng's face changed drastically. He shouted orders sternly and brandished his sword to block Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu was also panicked in an instant and quickly lay down on the horse's back to avoid the arrow.

However, the fog had not yet dissipated, obstructing the guards' vision. Moreover, the distance was so close that it was impossible to block all the dense arrows.

"what--"

A scream sounded behind him.

Lü Meng was startled and looked back quickly, only to see that Zhou Yu had been hit by an arrow in the knee.

After being shot by this arrow, Zhou Yu felt so much pain that his eyes went dark, his body became unstable, and he slipped off the horse.

"Captain!"

Lu Meng dismounted and rushed forward.

The personal guards rushed forward one after another, forming a shield wall with their flesh and blood, surrounding Zhou Yu who had fallen to the ground.

Zhou Yu came to himself from his daze, and when he looked down he saw an arrow stuck in his knee, with blood gushing out.

Since joining the army, he has fought in countless battles, big and small, and has never been injured.

Who would have thought that this first injury in his life would occur in Xiakou.

Although it was not fatal, he was injured so badly that he fell off his horse and was unable to stand up.

"Commander-in-Chief, the enemy not only prepared well, but also set an ambush."

"Our army was attacked mid-crossing, and the commander-in-chief was wounded by an arrow. The morale of the army is broken, and we are powerless to fight again."

"Please give the order, General, let's retreat!" Lu Meng supported Zhou Yu and persuaded him.

Zhou Yu's hesitation and unwillingness were completely wiped out by this arrow.

"Order, retreat, quickly leave the water camp and retreat to the river——"

Zhou Yu screamed hoarsely and struggled to stand up, but his knees ached so much that he couldn't move at all.

Lü Meng heaved a sigh of relief and shouted:

"The commander-in-chief has ordered the entire army to retreat back to the river!"

After saying this, he worked together with everyone else to help Zhou Yu onto his horse and retreat to the riverside.

When the horn sounded, the Jiangdong army, which was overwhelmed by arrows and could not raise its head, turned around and fled in panic as if they had been pardoned.

It's too late.

A few dozen steps away, Wei Yan raised his sword and shouted:
"Stop shooting, all troops, retreat, follow me to encircle and kill the rats of Jiangdong—"

The solemn horn sounded again.

Wei Yan rode his horse and dragged his sword, charging forward like a god of death, breaking through the mist and killing the Jiangdong soldiers who were retreating in panic.

With a wave of his sword, the two Jiangdong soldiers who had no time to turn around were easily chopped to the ground like grass.

Five thousand ambush troops of Liu's army rose up like thunder and rushed towards the Jiangdong army from all directions.

The killing begins.

The Jiangdong army's fighting spirit collapsed, and they abandoned their weapons and fled towards the warships on the riverside.

The five thousand Liu troops were like a tiger among a flock of sheep, killing crazily along the way and harvesting the heads of Jiangdong soldiers crazily.

The Jiangdong army that had not yet landed hurriedly retreated to their boats and frantically drove the boats back up the river.

The Jiangdong soldiers who turned around and fled were pushing and shoving each other, scrambling to get to the warships.

There was chaos along the river pier.

Lu Su, who stayed behind on the flagship, stood there stunned as he watched his army being defeated.

"Gongjin actually lost?"

"This doesn't make sense. Lu Ziming's plan to cross the river in white was clearly successful. We took out the beacon towers along the river, and we had just successfully entered the water camp. How could the entire army be defeated in the blink of an eye?"

Lu Su's face was filled with shock and confusion. Not knowing the truth, he had no idea why this happened.

Just as he was shocked and bewildered, he saw Zhou Yu with an arrow in his knee, and he had returned injured.

"Gongjin was actually shot by an arrow?"

Lu Su was horrified and quickly jumped off the warship to meet Zhou Yu and supported him.

"Gongjin, what on earth is going on?"

"Why did our army suffer a crushing defeat? And how did you get injured like this?"

Faced with Lu Su's series of questions, Zhou Yu let out a helpless sigh.

"Zijing, you're right to worry. That Xiao He is truly unfathomable. He's fooled us!"

Zhou Yu gritted his teeth, feeling helpless but also a bit hateful.

Lu Su was confused and had no idea what Zhou Yu meant.

Wasn't Xiao He in Jingbei, following Liu Bei to fight Xinye? How is he involved in this battle?

And played tricks on them?

"I'll tell you the details later. Zijing, help me get on the boat and retreat!"

Lu Su was shocked and came to his senses. Without asking any more questions, he hurriedly helped Zhou Yu board the ship.

As soon as he landed, Liu Jun caught up to the shore.

Wei Yan rode his horse and dragged his sword, charging straight towards Zhou Yu's flagship. Along the way, the Jiangdong soldiers were chopped to the ground like cutting vegetables and melons, and no one could stop him.

Lu Su's face changed and he shouted anxiously:
"That man is Wei Yan. His martial arts skills are comparable to those of Yun Chang. Lü Ziming, quickly stop him and help the commander-in-chief get ashore!"

But Lu Meng didn't believe it.

They all came from humble backgrounds and were unknown figures not long ago. Thanks to their master's keen eye for talent, they rose to prominence overnight.

Why do you, Wei Yan, get to show off your might and win a great victory here?
And what about me, Lu Meng? My carefully designed plan of crossing the river in white clothes was inexplicably broken, and I was killed by you, Wei Yan, and had to flee in a panic?
How can I swallow this!

"Everyone, listen up! Execute this thief. The enemy's morale will be disrupted, and we can turn defeat into victory!"

Lu Meng was filled with rage. He shouted loudly, rode his horse forward, and charged forward with his sword in hand.

In order to cover Zhou Yu's boarding of the ship, a group of personal guards also swarmed on horseback and charged towards Wei Yan.

"Chickens and dogs!"

Wei Yan snorted disdainfully, and the bloody knife in his hand danced out like lightning.

Hand up, knife down, hand up, knife down...

The personal guards who rushed forward were like paper, and were chopped down by Wei Yan in an instant, with their heads rolling down.

When Lu Meng rushed halfway, he saw Wei Yan was so brave that he suddenly reined in his horse.

Those personal guards are very skilled in martial arts and can defeat ten enemies at once.

So many elite soldiers were killed by Wei Yan as easily as cutting vegetables or melons. With his martial arts skills, wasn't he just asking for his own death by rushing forward like that?
"I, Lü Meng, won by my wisdom. How can I imitate the bravery of a common man?"

With a change of thought in his mind, Lu Meng instantly gave up his will to fight, turned his horse around and left.

"Rat thief, don't run away!"

Wei Yan's bloodshot eyes locked onto him, and he rode his horse through the blood mist and chased after him.

The bloody knife in his hand, with the force of thunder, chased and slashed all the way up.

Before Lu Meng's horse could speed up, he turned around and was shocked to see Wei Yan had caught up with him, and his long sword was about to chop him in the air.

His face changed, and without time to think, he instinctively swung his knife to block.

"Kaka!"

There were two muffled sounds of tearing, and two streams of blood splattered out.

Lu Meng's long sword slipped out of his hand, and two fingers on his left hand were cut off by the blade!
(End of this chapter)