With Cao Cao by my side, what do I have to fear from the world?

Upon learning that Chaisang City was in imminent danger, Lü Meng was extremely anxious and quickly mobilized his elite troops, rushing to Chaisang's aid without stopping.

Although the forces at Chibi were not large to begin with, numbering only around ten thousand, Lü Meng could not ignore Sun Quan.

Sun Quan was his lord and had shown him great favor by promoting and recognizing his talent. Even the usually composed Lü Meng lost his composure.

This reinforcement force numbered three thousand men, commanded by Ling Cao and his son Ling Tong. They had been marching swiftly from Chibi, hoping to reach Chaisang as soon as possible. They had no idea that this was a trap, with someone lying in ambush along the way.

In a strategically important valley, Lu Xun had already laid an ambush, with several thousand soldiers hiding in the dense forest.

Lu Xun stared sharply at the approaching enemy troops in the distance, gripping his sword tightly, calmly waiting for the best opportunity to strike.

As Ling Cao's reinforcements entered the valley, they drew ever closer. With a command from Lu Xun, a volley of arrows was unleashed. The dense rain of arrows, like locusts, swept across the sky, whistling sharply.

Ling Cao was a seasoned veteran with extensive experience. The moment he sensed danger, he shouted, "Watch out! There's an ambush!"

However, before he could finish speaking, an arrow shot straight at him. Ling Cao dodged to the side, but a soldier beside him was unable to dodge in time and was pierced through the chest by the arrow, falling down with a scream.

Ling Tong, young and impetuous, glared angrily and brandished his spear, trying to deflect the incoming arrows.

But the rain of arrows was too dense to be completely blocked. Screams of agony rose and fell as soldiers were struck by arrows and fell to the ground.

Some were shot in vital areas and died instantly, while others were shot in their limbs and writhed on the ground in agony. Blood stained the ground beneath their feet, and the air was thick with the stench of blood.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ling Cao shouted, "Form ranks! Use your shields to defend!" The soldiers reacted quickly and tried to form a defensive formation.

However, the team's movements were severely restricted in this narrow valley, resulting in chaos.

Lu Xun stood on the hillside, his face ashen, showing no emotion whatsoever in the face of the horrific scene in the valley.

Why be polite to an enemy?
Arrows rained down on the Jiangdong soldiers in the valley like a storm, the sky seemed to be blocked by a dense cluster of arrows, and even the sunlight was dimmed.

The arrows rained down mercilessly, and the Jiangdong soldiers screamed in terror. Some soldiers, before they could even react, were pierced by sharp arrows, their blood splattering everywhere. Others tried to raise their shields to defend themselves, but under this dense hail of arrows, the shields offered no complete protection.

Ling Cao roared loudly, ordering his soldiers to raise their shields to defend themselves, but to little avail.

The valley was narrow, and the soldiers pushed and shoved each other in the chaos, almost blocking the way. Breaking out was not an easy task.

"what!"

A young captain beside Ling Cao was shot in the throat by an arrow. He clutched the wound in pain, but could not stop the loss of life, and his body slowly collapsed.

"help me!"

Another soldier was shot in the leg with an arrow. He desperately reached out to his comrade, but before he could get help, several more arrows mercilessly pierced his body.

Ling Tong was frantic, brandishing his spear to deflect the incoming arrows, his face filled with anger and resentment. But the soldiers around him continued to fall, his eyes stained with blood.

The archers around Lu Xun showed no mercy, continuously drawing their bows and shooting arrows. The vibration of the bowstrings sounded like a death symphony, and each release of the bowstring meant that another life was about to be lost.

Before long, the valley was filled with the wounded and the dead, and blood flowed into streams, staining the valley's land red.

The Jiangdong soldiers, who were originally eager to rescue Chaisang, are now in a state of extreme fear and chaos.

Lu Xun sneered, "You can't even save yourselves, yet you dare to dream of saving others? How laughable!"

Lu Xun remained expressionless, his eyes filled with coldness and determination, as if the tragic scene before him had nothing to do with him.

He kept urging and directing the archers to maintain a high intensity of fire.

Under this relentless rain of arrows, the resistance of the Jiangdong soldiers seemed so futile, and the shadow of death loomed over the entire valley.

The rain of arrows lasted for a long time, and the Jiangdong soldiers lost nearly half of their strength. Suddenly, Lu Xun waved his hand, and the arrows finally stopped.

Ling Cao was surprised to find a familiar figure on the hillside. He stared in disbelief, his eyes wide with horror.

"My lord, how...how did you get here?"

Indeed, Ling Cao discovered that Sun Quan was being escorted to the hillside, bound with ropes and in a very disheveled state.

For Sun Quan, the dignified ruler of Jiangdong, to appear before his own people in such a manner was an utter disgrace. He wished he could hide in a crack in the rock.

Ling Cao was stunned, Ling Tong was stunned, and the Jiangdong soldiers who survived in the valley were also stunned.

What's going on? Weren't they supposed to be heading to Chaisang for rescue? Why is Sun Quan here?

He was actually arrested.

Lu Xun's gaze fell on Ling Cao, and he said loudly, "Chaisang has been captured by us, and Sun Quan has also fallen into our hands. I advise you to surrender quickly and not to try to continue resisting, because Jiangdong is destined to belong to the imperial court soon."

Lu Xun's voice was resounding and echoed through the valley, shaking the hearts of every Jiangdong soldier.

While Lu Xun was trying to persuade them to surrender, Guan Cheng, following his prior instructions, led a group of men to sneak down and get closer and closer to Ling Cao and his son.

Ling Cao was completely flustered and looked to Sun Quan for help, but Sun Quan remained silent.

Lu Xun glanced at Sun Quan, his sharp gaze seemingly able to see right through him. "What, are you still not reconciled? Do you really think you still have a chance to turn the tables?"

Sun Quan remained silent. Chaisang was lost, and his family had been taken into custody. What else could he say?

Sun Quan felt nothing but shame and humiliation! Utter humiliation!

Lu Xun suddenly kicked out, and Sun Quan cried out in pain, falling to the ground.

Seeing his lord humiliated, Ling Cao flew into a rage and shouted, "Stop right there!"

No sooner had Ling Cao finished speaking than Guan Cheng shot an arrow with a whoosh, the merciless arrow piercing deep into his throat.

Ling Cao let out a scream, fell off his horse, and died instantly.

Ling Tong roared in anger, but Guan Cheng waved his hand, and a fierce rain of arrows quickly engulfed Ling Tong.

Ling Tong was riddled with arrows, his body riddled with dozens of arrows. Many of the Jiangdong soldiers around him also met their demise.

The two commanders were shot dead one after another, their deaths gruesome. The Jiangdong soldiers were terrified. Guan Cheng shouted at them, "Those who surrender will not be killed. Do you want to end up like them?"

At this, the Jiangdong soldiers completely lost the courage to resist, and they all threw their weapons to the ground. Sun Quan also closed his eyes helplessly, watching Ling Cao and his son die before his eyes. Sun Quan was utterly desperate.

The situation has already become like this, what can we use to fight against the imperial court? Besides, we are still in their hands.

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Upon learning that Lü Meng had divided his troops, Liu Xie did not hesitate and immediately decided to send troops.

Liu Xie stood on the high platform, brandishing his long sword, and shouted in a booming voice: "The entire army, cross the river!"

In an instant, horns sounded and war drums thundered, and countless warships sped toward the opposite shore like arrows released from a bow.

Liu Xie had no intention of launching a sneak attack; instead, he launched a full-scale attack, with all 100,000 troops crossing the river.

The river was densely packed with boats, stretching as far as the eye could see, like a moving steel forest.

For a moment, the oars flew, and the splashing water shimmered like silver in the sunlight. Banners fluttered in the wind.

Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Huang Zhong, Cao Ren, Xiahou Dun, and others all boarded the warship, each of them staring coldly at the opposite shore, their eyes filled with murderous intent.

Such a commotion was quickly discovered by the Jiangdong soldiers, and someone hurriedly reported it to Lü Meng.

Lu Meng was taken aback and hurriedly led Xu Sheng, He Qi, Ding Feng and others to the shore.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you will be shocked when you look at it.

The river was densely packed with warships of all sizes, almost completely obscuring the surface. Lu Meng had never seen such a magnificent scene before, and he stared in shock, his face turning deathly pale.

The surging Han army fleet was like an unstoppable torrent, filling him with a sense of powerlessness.

The scene before him resembled a final judgment, making him realize that blocking the Han army from crossing the river would be an extremely difficult and fierce battle.

"This... Grand Commander, how can we possibly defend against this?" Ding Feng was so frightened that he could barely speak.

Even if none of these people were skilled in naval warfare, they still couldn't withstand the attack; there were simply too many of them, and Lü Meng still had seven or eight thousand men with him.

Everyone was terrified; even the generals felt powerless, let alone the ordinary soldiers.

As the saying goes, when there are more than ten thousand people, there is no end to the world; when there are more than one hundred thousand people, the world is boundless.

The Han army was far too large. Besides, it was no rabble; there were at least a dozen renowned generals among them.

Each person has the ability to take on a hundred, or even a thousand or ten thousand.

Lu Meng's hands were trembling. Time was so precious, yet he hesitated and missed the best opportunity to fight.

Seeing that Lü Meng had not deployed his navy, Zhuge Liang smiled and said to Liu Xie, "Your Majesty, everything is under control. After landing, the Jiangdong troops will surely collapse on all fronts. We are determined to win this battle!"

Liu Xie nodded, suddenly feeling like a nouveau riche. Lu Meng had a terrible hand, with only three, four, and five cards, but Liu Xie played two kings and four twos in one go, leaving no doubt about it.

"If Lü Meng had deployed his navy in time, he might have been able to hold them off with the advantage of the water, but he was intimidated by us."

Liu Xie smiled and said, "Kongming, it seems that this is the will of Heaven. The end of Jiangdong is already destined."

By the time Lü Meng realized what was happening and tried to mobilize his navy, it was too late.

He managed to deploy some warships, but the Han army was too numerous. They easily bypassed the two flanks and rushed to the shore. As soon as they reached the shore, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and others jumped ashore.

Guan Yu's phoenix eyes suddenly widened. He grabbed the Green Dragon Crescent Blade and strode forward, charging forward. With a flash of cold light, three Jiangdong soldiers fell into pools of blood.

Zhang Fei roared as well, his eighteen-foot spear carrying a fierce and terrifying power, stabbing and thrusting at the Jiangdong soldiers. The sound was crisp, like bamboo skewers piercing watermelons, leaving no room for doubt.

On the banks of the Red Cliffs, smoke filled the air and the sounds of battle shook the heavens. One hundred thousand Han soldiers landed like a surging tide, their shouts deafening.

Guan Yu's phoenix eyes were wide open, his silkworm eyebrows stood on end, and he was awe-inspiring, like a war god descended to earth. Every swing of his sword brought a storm of blood, and the Jiangdong soldiers fell like weeds before him.

His roar echoed through the sky: "I am Guan Yu, those who stand in my way shall die!" Wherever he went, the Jiangdong soldiers were terrified and died one after another.

In front of Guan Yu, these Jiangdong soldiers were no match for him at all, truly becoming "Jiangdong rats" in Guan Yu's eyes!

With his eighteen-foot spear in hand, Zhang Fei's whiskers bristled, his eyes widened, and his roar was like thunder. He moved with lightning speed, charging into the enemy ranks, and wherever his spear pointed, the enemy trembled with fear.

His ferocity was like that of a raging beast, invincible. Every move he made was accompanied by a roar, as if he wanted to tear the heavens and the earth apart.

Zhao Yun, riding a white horse and wielding a silver spear, moved with agility. He darted through the enemy ranks with ease, his spear tip blooming like a pear blossom, carrying a deadly killing intent.

Despite his advanced age, Huang Zhong was still vigorous. Holding a precious carved bow, his arrows never missed their mark. With each shot, a Jiangdong soldier fell dead.

After firing for a while, Huang Zhong picked up his broadsword and joined the battle. Wherever he went, those who stood in his way were sure to die, demonstrating the admirable demeanor of a veteran general.

The 100,000 Han soldiers were in high spirits, like tigers descending the mountain, unstoppable. Meanwhile, the 8,000 Jiangdong soldiers completely collapsed under this powerful offensive.

The ranks that Lü Meng had managed to organize were quickly overwhelmed by the Han army's overwhelming force. The soldiers panicked, abandoned their armor and weapons, and many surrendered.

On the battlefield, the clash of swords and the sounds of shouts, fighting, and weapons clashing intertwined, creating a bloody and intense scene.

The Han army advanced frantically, their blood staining the earth and smoke obscuring the sky.

Liu Bei and Cao Cao followed Liu Xie. After landing, the two were eager to try their hand at fighting.

Liu Xie waved his hand, "You all don't need to get involved in this. To be honest, I also really want to rush up and kill a few people, but there's no need for that."

One hundred thousand people versus eight thousand!
There's no suspense in this battle. Even if you want to test your skills, the fight might be over soon after you get up there.

Although Lü Meng fought valiantly, he was powerless under the immense pressure of the Han army. The morale of the Jiangdong soldiers was low, and the tide of defeat was irreversible.

Liu Xie did not order a complete extermination; those who surrendered were spared. As for enemy generals like Lü Meng, those who could be captured alive were naturally captured as much as possible.

In the end, He Qiding was killed in battle, while Lü Meng and Xu Sheng were captured alive.

Next, Liu Xie led his army to Chaisang to join forces with Gan Ning and Lu Xun.

Upon entering the city, Liu Xie saw that Gan Ning was seriously injured and hurriedly checked his wounds. Gan Ning shook his head, "Your Majesty, my injuries are nothing serious. Besides, I'm covered in blood; I don't want to get your clothes dirty." (End of Chapter)