I, Zhou Cang, am the number one tank in the Three Kingdoms.

Guan Yu, accompanied by Zhou Cang and a few other riders, fearing that things might get complicated if they waited too long after killing Qin Qi, headed south without stopping, straight towards Xuchang.

Fearing a repeat of Qin Qi burning down the manor, they dared not stay overnight in any other houses that night. Instead, they found a dilapidated open space in the deserted village, lit a campfire, and sat around it.

After Guan Yu sat down, he quickly asked about Zhou Cang's injuries. Zhou Cang said he was fine, as he was used to his body's super-fast recovery speed. However, Guan Yu did not believe him, so Zhou Cang took off his armor for Guan Yu to examine.

"What an extraordinary man!" Guan Yu exclaimed, then sat down by the campfire, closed his eyes, and said no more.

Zhou Cang deliberately sat opposite Guan Yu, secretly observing this legendary martial saint by the firelight.

Just like the description in the book, he had a dark red face, phoenix eyes, silkworm eyebrows, a long, flowing beard, an imposing and dignified appearance, and extremely broad and thick shoulders...

Guan Yu seemed to realize that Zhou Cang was observing him, but he did not open his eyes. Soon Zhou Cang fell asleep.

A series of recurring dreams flashed through Zhou Cang's mind: the Wo Niu Mountain, Bowang Slope, the burning of Xinye, Huarong Road, the Battle of Changsha, the Single-Sword Meeting, the flooding of the Seven Armies, the defeat at Maicheng... All the events that Zhou Cang experienced with Guan Yu in the original book quickly appeared in Zhou Cang's mind.

The final scene is set in a small city tower. Zhou Cang slowly rises from his desk and sees a man wearing a turban, soft armor underneath, and a brocade robe on top, holding a sword at his waist, walking straight toward him.

The man frowned, his face pale, and said, "Last night I dreamt that my lord was covered in blood, standing before me; I hurriedly asked him what was wrong, then suddenly awoke with a start. I wonder what good or bad fortune awaits my lord?"

Just as Zhou Cang was about to speak, a soldier rushed in in a panic, stumbled and fell to the ground, shouting as he ran, "Report! General! Wu army..."

Zhou Cang stepped forward, grabbed a soldier, and asked, "How is the Wu army? Speak quickly!"

The soldier, his body slumped and eyes red, said, "The Wu army has reached the city walls and is currently..."

"What are you holding up?"

Before the soldier could reply, the man in the turban had already rushed out of the city tower.

"We're holding up... the heads of our lord and General Guan Ping, offering them amnesty!" the soldier said, tears streaming down his face.

"What?!" Zhou Cang shoved the soldier aside and strode toward the city wall.

Before they even reached the wall, they heard a scream of "Ah!" The man in front of them, wearing a turban, clutched his chest and fell off the city wall.

Zhou Cang leaned forward and looked ahead. Sure enough, he saw the Wu army pressing in. The first rider shouted and held up a long spear with two human heads hanging on the tip!

It was Guan Yu and Guan Ping!

Zhou Cang's legs immediately gave way, and he knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face. He drew his sword and cried out, "My Lord!"

The shout woke Zhou Cang from his dream. He was panting heavily and covered in sweat.

"What is it?" Guan Yu on the other side slightly opened his phoenix eyes and looked at Zhou Cang calmly, clearly also awakened by Zhou Cang's shout just now.

Zhou Cang quickly took a deep breath to calm himself down and made up a lie, pretending to be calm: "My lord, it's nothing. I just dreamt of the two old people in the manor. I was about to ask their names, but they disappeared. So I wanted to call you here."

Guan Yu did not respond. His gaze passed over Zhou Cang's head and looked at the distant sky, which was already slightly bright.

"Let's go!" Guan Yu ordered.

Seeing that Guan Yu did not suspect anything or ask any further questions, Zhou Cang breathed a sigh of relief.

Since transmigrating here, I have never dreamed of these scenes, and my impression of Guan Yu is only from his image in movies and TV dramas in my previous life.

Unexpectedly, seeing his real face instantly brought back all the scenes I wanted to see and didn't want to see.

Perhaps because this first meeting turned into Guan Yu's rescue, Guan Yu's attitude towards him was not as cold as it was at the beginning in the book.

Therefore, these events and their outcomes can be changed, and there is much that can be done!

Lost in thought, Zhou Cang and his companions rode for over fifty li when they suddenly saw a man on horseback coming towards them from directly ahead.

Everyone reined in their horses and looked in that direction.

"My lord, the one who has come seems to be Mr. Sun Qian?" Zhou Cang said, looking at the blurry figure.

"Oh?" Guan Yu patted Red Hare a few steps forward and observed it carefully.

"Yun Chang!" Sun Qian shouted excitedly, waving his hand.

"It really is Mr. Sun Qian! Let's go!"

"Yun Chang!" "Sir!" Sun Qian and Guan Yu reined in their horses and dismounted almost simultaneously.

"Why are you here, sir?" Guan Yu asked, slightly excited, as he held Sun Qian's hand.

"Xianhe had been gone for many days without a trace, and the lord was worried. So after Yuanfu left, he sent me to find out Yunchang's whereabouts," Sun Qian explained in detail.

Guan Gong nodded and said, "I have already met with Mr. Xianhe, but since the Second Madam is still in Xudu, I will send Xianhe to Xudu first to inform the Second Madam."

"I see. This is not the place to talk. Let's talk as we walk!" After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Sun Qian also joined the journey to Xudu.

"How is my brother in Runan?" Guan Yu slowed his horse and looked at Sun Qian.

"All is well. Since arriving in Runan, our lord has been recruiting soldiers and horses. He originally intended to come and meet Yun Chang in person, but Man Chong suddenly led his troops to camp under the city walls, so he was unable to leave."

"I have heard Yuanfu's account of this matter. I wonder how my third brother is?"

Sun Qian nodded: "The Third General has been leading his troops in day and night training recently, without touching a drop of alcohol, which is quite remarkable."

Upon hearing this, Guan Yu burst into laughter and asked, "I've heard that Zilong is also in Runan?"

Sun Qian laughed and said, "That's right. Yuanfu met Zilong by chance on the way. At that time, neither of them knew each other. Yuanfu mistook Zilong for Cao Cao's soldier and fought with him, resulting in him being shot three times by Zilong!"

Guan Yu laughed and said, "Yesterday, when Yuanfu was talking to me about Zilong, he hesitated and stammered. I knew there must be something he was hiding. So that's it! Hahahaha!"

As Guan Yu laughed, he turned to look at Zhou Cang, who was following closely behind him, his dark face turning purple with suppressed anger.

This man was able to withstand three of Zilong's spears without injury. Yesterday, he risked his life to break through the courtyard wall to save himself, and all his injuries healed overnight. He is truly an extraordinary person!

After traveling for another half day, Guan Yu saw that there seemed to be a river blocking the way ahead, so he led his men up a hill to take a look. Seeing that the water was very strong and there were no houses nearby, he became somewhat anxious.

Before Guan Yu could ask, Sun Qian said, "This is the Ying River. The Ying River has three sources, and this is the right source. After crossing this river, Xuchang will be right in front of us."

Upon hearing this, Guan Yu stroked his long beard and asked, "Sir, do you know where the ferry is?"

Sun Qian nodded and said, "There is a small path that leads directly to the ferry. Please follow me."

"Please lead the way, sir!"

Sun Qian led the group along a winding, narrow path for several miles before finally reaching the ferry crossing before nightfall.

Yingshui was one of the main rivers for transporting Cao Cao's army's grain and fodder. Therefore, countless merchant ships and ferries passed by on ordinary days. Although the sun had set, there were still seven or eight ferries waiting for passengers at the ferry crossing.

There weren't many people to begin with, but since each person brought a horse, it took a long time.

With Xuchang soon in sight, Guan Yu walked to the bow of the boat, gazing at the blurry silhouette on the opposite bank, and finally felt a sense of relief.

"Boatman! Let's set off quickly!" Zhou Cang suddenly shouted loudly beside Guan Yu, who quickly turned around to look.

A large cluster of torches appeared on the main road at the ferry crossing at some unknown time, accompanied by the sound of horses' hooves and noise, and was rapidly approaching the ferry crossing!

The elderly boatman, having seen this many times before, calmly pushed off with the oar, and the small boat quickly started moving with the current.

The small boat had barely left when a rider at the head of the pack galloped up from the shore. The warhorse braked abruptly, its front hooves leaping into the air.

The man on horseback pointed his iron spear directly at Guan Yu and roared, "Guan Yu! You first took Cai Yang's life, and then killed my general Qin Qi. Today, I, Xiahou Dun, swear to take your head!"