Three Kingdoms: I, Yuan Shu, Loyal Officials of the Han Dynasty

Chapter 93 Where is my son, Bofu?

Seeing Guan Yu charging alone, he challenged him to battle again at the front lines.

On a six-horse carriage, Yuan Shu, dressed in flowing white robes, coldly issued his orders.

"Where is my son, Bo Fu?"

Sun Ce is here!

"Do you dare to bring me Guan Yu's head?"

Despite harboring ulterior motives, Sun Ce still had to play the role of a loving and filial adopted son in public.

Without hesitation, he stepped forward and bowed deeply.

"If my godfather gives any order, how dare I disobey even unto death?"

"Back then, Wentai always led the charge in every battle under my command, taking the enemy's head in every battle, and never suffered a defeat."

Although Wentai is gone, he has sons and grandsons; I have no worries.

Yuan Shu nodded slightly and instructed his attendants and guards.

"Unload my prized steed, named Jade Dragon, from my carriage to help Ce'er break through enemy lines and slay the enemy!"

As he spoke, he looked at Sun Ce with "concern" and said, "Guan Yu's bravery should not be underestimated."

"With this fine horse by my side, even if my son is temporarily outmatched, his life will be safe."

Sun Ce was stunned upon hearing this. Even he hadn't expected that Yuan Shu seemed to care about him.

How could he treat me like this?

It should be known that the horses used by Yuan Shu must have been the finest horses that the Yuan family had searched for throughout the land for many years, horses that could not be bought with money.

Even Ji Ling looked at him with envy, thinking to herself: It was clearly me who volunteered first, my lord, you should let me go. With such a good thing as being rewarded with a fine horse, you can't just think about your adopted son.

Seemingly noticing Ji Ling's expression, Yuan Shu chuckled and said something.

“I know that Ji Qing is brave and invincible, and Guan Yu is no match for you in three rounds.”

However, since Bo Fu followed me into battle, he has fought in dozens of battles, big and small, but has never become famous. Ji Qing should give the young man a chance.

If Bo Fu is no match for him, it won't be too late for Ji Qing to ride his precious horse to his rescue.

Since Yuan Shu had already said all that, Ji Ling could only look at Sun Ce with envy, as if he had stolen his chance to defeat Guan Yu in front of his lord and demonstrate his bravery.

Thus, amidst the attention of the crowd, Yuan Shu gifted one of his six horses to Sun Ce.

People at the time all referred to the art as "compassion".

Sun Ce, feeling ashamed, mounted his horse and faced Guan Yu, who had slain the peerless generals Lei Bu and Chen Lan and whose might shook the Yan and Yu regions, without flinching.

He vowed to serve his country with his life and to bring fame to his adoptive father.

Therefore, everyone praised Ce for his "filial piety".

No sooner said than done, Sun Ce, having received a horse from Yuan Shu, mounted Yu Li and rode to the front of the battle.

Guan Yu squinted at him with his phoenix eyes, seemingly too lazy to even open them.

"And who is this person?"

"I am Yuan Gongyi's grandson, Sun Ce, also known as Bofu!"

"A mere child like him dares to go into battle?"

Guan Yu stood proudly on his horse, dragging his sword, and asked the question with an air of superiority.

Do you know Guan?
The Azure Dragon Blade of a certain family does not kill nameless people. The so-called peerless general was nothing more than a straw man selling his head. He was cut down from his horse before even exchanging a single blow.

Young man, why don't you retreat quickly, lest Yuan Gonglu lose his beloved general and suffer the loss of his son?

"Hurry up and send your master to fight! Let Ji Ling fight me! I've sent you all to your deaths time and time again, is he afraid?"

"Why would I need Ji Ling to kill you?"

Sun Ce, spear in hand, charged at Guan Yu on horseback, sneering at him.

“My family has held high office for four generations; how could I possibly know a mere village bumpkin?”

"How brave!"

Seeing that Sun Ce's horse was fast, and in the blink of an eye, his spear was thrusting towards Guan Yu, who was shocked and angry, and he slashed down with his Green Dragon Crescent Blade.

"Since you're courting death, I, Guan, will grant your wish. Let's see how many more scapegoats Ji Ling can send."

"I was just about to take your head to repay my adoptive father for the horse he gave me."

Although Sun Ce had mixed feelings about Yuan Shu's gift of horses, he also harbored great ambitions and a desire to establish himself independently.

But when two armies clash on the battlefield, life and death hang in the balance, how can they dare to hold back?

Chen Lan's head, which remained unburied on the ground after his death, served as a stark warning against defection on the battlefield.

Therefore, he used all his martial arts skills to fight Guan Yu, and his exquisite spear skills were like raindrops.

As soon as the expert takes action, he will know if there is any!

As their swords and spears clashed, after only a few exchanges, Guan Yu's narrowed phoenix eyes were fully open, and he no longer dared to underestimate the person in front of him.

Where did Yuan Gonglu find such an adopted son?
Putting aside the use of hidden weapons, in terms of martial arts alone, this person is far superior to Ji Ling.

So how exactly did Ji Ling of Nanyang become the top general in Yuan Shao's camp? Was it through hidden weapons?

Despite his young age, Sun Ce's spear skills were already unparalleled. Even Guan Yu estimated that he would have to fight him for at least a hundred rounds to have a chance of winning.

Sun Ce, Sun Bofu?
Guan Yu's eyes narrowed, recalling some information about this person he had seen before. Taking advantage of the moment when he deflected the spear with his sword, he asked aloud.

"May I ask if you are the son of Sun Jian, the fierce tiger of Jiangdong?"
Back then, at the Sishui Pass, the eighteen warlords formed an alliance to oppose Dong Zhuo. Sun Wentai was such a hero, and I still remember him vividly.

You are a heroic figure, a true example of a tiger father begetting a dog son. Why do you insist on recognizing a traitor as your father and acknowledging Yuan Gonglu as your godfather, thus defying the orthodoxy of the Han Dynasty and becoming a henchman of a rebel?

My elder brother Liu Xuande, the imperial uncle of the Han Dynasty, raised a righteous army and was ordered to punish the traitors!

Why doesn't Sun Lang follow the example of Lü Bu, rid the Han Dynasty of this traitor, restore order, and establish the rightful order for the world?

It would have been better if Guan Yu hadn't brought it up; once he did, how could Sun Ce not be ashamed and angry?
If I could rebel, I would have done so long ago. Why would I need you to persuade me?
I'm still fighting you to the death right now, but it's because that old villain Yuan Shu has tightly controlled everything—my family, clan, former officials, military power, societal views, filial piety, and righteousness. I've never had a chance to rebel, so I can't possibly do it, okay?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, so his attack became more and more urgent, the gunshots were like a sudden storm, and he also had to shout and curse.

“Lord Yuan treated me like his own son, and regarded me as his own child. His kindness is so great that even if I were to die ten thousand times, I could not repay even a fraction of it.”

"You old scoundrel, how dare you sow discord between father and son, and alienate the ruler and his ministers!"

"Unrepentant!"
Since you're so determined to protect Yuan Gonglu, then today you'll die under my blade!

On one side, the Green Dragon Crescent Blade wielded its spear, while on the other, the spear moved like a swimming dragon. Between the thrusts of the spear and the clash of the blade, the two fought fiercely for over a hundred rounds, yet neither could gain the upper hand.

Such a fierce and spectacular battle left both Yuan and Liu's armies stunned, their breath catching in their throats.

The onlookers were astonished, never expecting that Sun Ce, at such a young age, could fight Guan Yu, who had repeatedly defeated unparalleled generals and whose prestige was unmatched, for over a hundred rounds.

Both men, caught in the midst of the battle, felt a sense of foreboding.

Sun Ce thought to himself that Guan Yu was incredibly powerful. He had followed Yuan Shu all the way from Shouchun and had been invincible. This was the first time he had encountered someone who could fight him to this extent.

Moreover, Guan Yu's swordsmanship and martial arts skills were actually slightly superior to his own. If the fight continued, he would not be able to last more than three hundred rounds before he was sure to be defeated.

However, Guan Yu was terrified. He had originally planned to wait until Sun Ce was exhausted after a hundred or so rounds before seizing the opportunity to kill him with one blow. Now, he was in even more distress.

He suddenly realized that he had made a fatal mistake.

How could these heavily armored cavalrymen withstand a prolonged battle?

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