Three Kingdoms: Daily settlement helps Liu Bei revive the Shu Han dynasty.

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After Sun Ce and Zhou Yu parted ways

He then quickly made his way there overnight, heading towards Niuzhuji.

It was still late at night, and Sun Ce waited until dawn before launching a surprise attack.

The camp at Niuzhuji Ferry.

Liu Yao's garrison was on patrol as usual.

The people on the watchtower were leaning against a pillar, yawning.

Unaware that a team was quietly approaching in the darkness.

Sun Ce was in front, followed by Cheng Pu, Huang Gai, and Han Dang, and then a thousand elite former subordinates of Sun Jian.

Looking at the enemy camp with its defenses relaxed, Sun Ce licked his chapped lips and a cold smile appeared on his face.

The side gate of Niuzhu Camp is just a hundred paces away.

After observing for a moment, Sun Ce decisively ordered, "Follow me and break through the camp!"

"Kill!" A thousand soldiers followed Sun Ce and rushed toward the side gate of Niuzhu Camp.

Cheng Pu took the lead, using his iron-backed spear to pry open the deer antlers in front of the camp gate.

Huang Gai followed closely behind, carrying two short halberds.

Han Dang had already scaled the camp wall and killed the patrolman on the watchtower with a single stroke.

But when Sun Ce led his troops into the camp, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

It was too quiet in the camp.

The brazier in the tent was still burning, but there was no one around the fire.

The camp was empty, without a single person in sight.

By the light of the fire, Cheng Pu could see large piles of firewood and other flammable materials in the camp.

He reacted immediately and shouted, "Young Master, retreat quickly, we're in trouble—"

Cheng Pu's words were interrupted by a sharp whistle.

Suddenly, countless torches lit up the darkness outside the camp walls.

The sounds of war drums and battle cries came from all directions outside the camp!

"kill--"

Accompanied by shouts of killing,

Countless rockets rained down from outside the camp!

Before Sun Ce could raise his shields, more than a dozen soldiers around him were shot down on the spot. The remaining soldiers raised their shields in a panic.

However, the rocket landed on flammable materials such as firewood piles, and quickly set the entire camp ablaze.

Not only that,

Many more ambushes surged in outside the camp gate, blocking it completely, determined to burn Sun Ce and his men to death.

Sun Ce deflected the incoming arrow with his spear, and took a moment to glance at the camp gate.

The road we came from has been blocked by enemy troops, who look to be at least two or three thousand strong!

We actually fell for their trap!

Was Liu Yao capable of divination and fortune-telling?

Countless thoughts raced through Sun Ce's mind, but this was not the time to be distracted.

"Follow me and charge out!" Sun Ce took the lead and charged towards the camp gate.

Logically speaking, when a thousand men are ambushed by three thousand men and trapped in their own camp, the battle should be a one-sided rout.

However, Sun Ce's thousand men were the old guard that Sun Jian had brought with him since the time he was fighting the Yellow Turbans. They were elite veterans who had fought alongside Sun Jian in the battles of Wancheng and Luoyang.

So what if we're ambushed?

So what if we fall into their trap?

Without the slightest panic, they followed Sun Ce and charged forward.

Sun Ce killed an enemy soldier who was charging at him with a single spear thrust.

The spear tip had not yet been retracted.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw two more men thrusting spears at him from the left.

He sidestepped the first spear and swept it horizontally with his right hand, gripping the butt of the spear.

The gun barrel struck the helmet of the second enemy soldier, who groaned and fell backward.

In the blink of an eye,

Cheng Pu's iron-backed spear suddenly shot out from behind Sun Ce.

He pierced through the third enemy soldier who rushed forward.

"Young Master, the camp gate is blocked!" Cheng Pu shouted.

In the firelight,

Outside the camp gate, there was a dense crowd of people, at least two thousand or more.

Sun Ce could naturally see that the enemy had completely blocked the camp gate.

"Then break through the camp walls and get out!" Sun Ce wasn't stupid. He immediately changed direction, with a thousand veteran soldiers following closely behind.

"Break down the wall!"

Sun Ce roared and immediately swung his iron spear in a wide arc, smashing it against the wooden fence on the west side of the camp.

The camp fence was originally made of wood.

With that shot, wood chips flew everywhere, and many wooden fences snapped in two.

Cheng Pu, Huang Gai, Han Dang, and others also rushed forward with their weapons.

In no time at all, they managed to tear a gap in the camp wall.

Han Dang took the lead and rushed over the wall.

With a swift stroke, he cut down the ambushers outside who hadn't even had time to react.

Sun Ce led the remaining brothers out of the gap in a swift but orderly fashion.

Outside the camp, shadowy figures stood everywhere, and torches lit up the sky.

The first to rein in his horse and stand at the front of the formation was Fan Neng, the commander of Yokogawa.

A few days ago, when Liu Yao urgently transferred him from the ferry to Niuzhu Camp, he was still somewhat puzzled.

Until this moment,

He saw that Sun Ce had actually bypassed the ferry crossing and launched a surprise attack on the Niuzhu camp.

He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "When did my lord become so adept at divination?"

But he never expected that,

They ambushed Sun Ce's 1,000 men with their own 3,000.

Despite setting fires and blocking the door, the thousand men still managed to carve out a gap.

"Chase!" He drew his sword and urged his soldiers to surround the western fence.

Just as half of Sun Ce's men emerged, Fan Neng led his ambush troops over.

Sun Ce immediately recognized the enemy general who was brandishing his sword and shouting in the torchlight.

Fan Neng, the garrison commander of Hengjiangjin!

Instead of staying put at the ferry crossing, he led two or three thousand men to ambush him in this desolate camp.

This shows that Liu Yao had anticipated this attack!

Without thinking any further, Sun Ce charged toward Fan Neng with his spear.

Fan Nengzheng was leading his troops to intercept them.

They ran right into a young man covered in blood.

In the firelight, Fan was able to see the face clearly.

Very young,

His face had bloodstains and black ash.

But the chill that flashed in those eyes made his neck tighten.

"State your name!" Fan Neng shouted, pointing his sword at Sun Ce.

His answer was a spear thrusting towards him.

Don't talk about martial arts!

Fan Neng was somewhat annoyed. In a hurry, he pulled on the reins, and the warhorse reared up.

The spear tip grazed the horse's mane and missed.

But before he could adjust his stance, Sun Ce's second shot arrived!

The gun barrel swept across from the right side, taking advantage of the momentum from the first shot's pullback.

Fan Neng only had time to hold the long sword upright to his side.

With a muffled "thud",

The gun barrel struck the blade.

The shock made his hand go numb, and his whole arm trembled.

"Such heavy force!" Fan Neng was shocked.

But Sun Ce didn't give him a chance to catch his breath.

After the spear swept across the ground, Sun Ce flicked the tip of the spear diagonally upwards.

Fan managed to barely dodge the fatal blow by turning to the side.

The spear tip, however, sliced ​​through the armor plate on his left shoulder.

Metal shards flew everywhere, and blood splattered.

Fan Neng was terrified, as if a tiny voice in his head was repeatedly shouting, "You can't beat him! You can't beat this guy at all!"

He was wounded by three shots and had no chance to fight back!

Two more shots, and next time it might be your own throat that gets slit open!

Fan Neng decisively turned his horse and rode away without the slightest hesitation.

"General Fan has escaped!" someone shouted.

The ambush troops were thrown into disarray.

With their commander gone, the soldiers on both flanks looked at each other in dismay, and their momentum immediately slowed down.

Sun Ce was about to spur his horse to give chase,

Cheng Pu shouted, "Young Master, don't chase! Let's break through first!"

Sun Ce glanced in the direction Fan Neng had fled and squeezed out a single word through gritted teeth: "Go!"

Compared to hunting down Fan Neng, the lives of his few remaining brothers were of course more important.

Huang Gai and Han Dang had already covered all the soldiers as they emerged from the breach in the camp.

Huang Gai had a cut on his left arm, and the blood had stained his sleeve completely red.

Han Dang's face was slashed by an arrow, and blood covered half of his face.

Of the thousand Jiangdong youths who were brought with them, only about eight hundred remain.

Sun Ce's heart was bleeding.

But at this moment, he could only suppress his grief and anger and lead his troops to break through the encirclement.

Otherwise, a prolonged battle would only increase casualties.

"Follow me and charge out!" Sun Ce spurred his horse forward, with Cheng Pu close behind.

The remaining seven hundred or so men fought and retreated, taking advantage of the darkness to withdraw towards Niuzhu Mountain.