Chapter 375: Counting down the top ten famous scenes of the Three Kingdoms

Just then, the spirit ship stopped.

It hovered directly above the center of the river.

Ying Zheng flew down from the bow on his sword, hovering three zhang above the river surface.

He glanced at the Cao camp on the north bank, then at the Sun-Liu coalition camp on the south bank, and took an object from his bosom—

A token, circular, pitch black, with a golden "Command" character engraved on it.

He threw the token into the air.

The token didn't fall; it hovered in mid-air, flew a circle around Ying Zheng, and then stopped directly above Ying Zheng's palm.

Ying Zheng gripped the token and pressed it toward the river surface.

The river water was pressed into a concave pit by him.

Two chi deep, ten zhang wide, circular.

The water at the bottom of the pit seemed to be pressed by something, not flowing back, not churning.

The soldiers on both banks saw it all.

Some archers on the north bank loosened their bowstrings, the arrows dropping to the ground unnoticed;

Some infantry in the south bank formation involuntarily took a step back.

Cao Cao looked at the circular depression on the river surface and was silent for a moment.

Then, he turned to Guo Jia beside him: "Fengxiao, is it too late for me to join forces with Sun Quan and Liu Bei now?"

Guo Jia didn't speak.

Zhuge Liang stood on the south bank, looking at the person standing on the sword, and said in a low voice: "This is not human power; it cannot be resisted."

Just as he finished speaking, nine more people flew down from the ship.

Wearing dragon robes of various colors, some stepping on swords, some taking two steps in the air and standing firm.

Others jumped directly from the bow, landing with a shallow pit in the ground, then walking forward as if nothing had happened.

The armies on both the north and south banks went quiet.

Not long after, the leaders of the three sides took small boats to a sandbar in the middle of the river and met with Gu Shanhe's group.

Cao Cao walked in front, with only Xu Chu behind him.

Liu Bei brought Zhuge Liang, with Guan Yu and Zhang Fei following closely.

On Sun Quan's side, Zhou Yu and Lu Su accompanied him, both wearing swords at their waists.

Cao Cao bowed first: "I didn't know the Immortal Master had arrived; I failed to welcome you from afar."

"May I ask what instruction you have for coming here?"

Before Gu Shanhe could speak, Liu Bang spoke up.

He looked at Liu Bei: "You are surnamed Liu?"

Liu Bei was stunned for a moment, bowing: "I am Liu Bei, a descendant of Prince Jing of Zhongshan."

Liu Bang looked him up and down a few times: "Prince Jing of Zhongshan? Which generation is that?"

Liu Bei recited his genealogy, and after listening, Liu Bang nodded: "Fine, you are from my family's line."

Liu Bei knelt and moved forward two steps, touching his forehead to the ground: "Gaozu is above, your unworthy descendant—"

Liu Bang pulled him up: "Get up, get up, don't kneel, so many people are watching."

When Liu Bang said this, his peripheral vision caught Zhang Fei, who was staring at this side.

Zhang Fei had been standing behind Liu Bei, his round eyes wide, as if trying to identify something.

Liu Bang turned to meet his eyes, looked at his bearded face, grinned: "Your beard is not bad, longer than mine."

Zhang Fei was stunned, his original tense momentum leaking a bit: "Are you Han Gaozu?"

Liu Bang nodded: "Exactly."

Zhang Fei looked at the sky, then at the great river, and finally back at Liu Bang: "My life has been worth it."

Guan Yu pulled his sleeve on the side, but couldn't stop him.

On the other side, Cao Cao walked toward Ying Zheng. He originally wanted to say something—

Ask the purpose, ask the identity, ask if this ship could be bought.

But when he was two zhang away from Ying Zheng, he stopped.

Ying Zheng's gaze fell on him, watching indifferently, not speaking.

Cao Cao stood for about three breaths, bowed, and said: "I am Cao Cao."

Ying Zheng looked at him, and after a while, opened his mouth: "I heard about you on the Sky Screen before."

Cao Cao was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth curling, not asking further.

After the meeting, the leaders of the three sides left by boat.

The spirit ship rose again, hiding in the low-hanging clouds.

On the boat back to the south bank, Zhuge Liang hadn't waved his fan.

He looked back at the direction the spirit ship disappeared, and said in a low voice:

"Qin, Han, Sui, Tang, Song, Ming, emperors of six dynasties... all on one ship."

He paused for a moment, adding: "Tomorrow, there will probably be new things."

Zhou Yu stood beside him, his gaze on the direction of the Cao camp on the north bank: "If those people intervene in this war..."

Zhuge Liang didn't answer; he had no answer.

At night, the north bank main camp.

Cao Cao sat at the desk, holding the tea, not drinking it even though it had gone cold.

"Fengxiao."

He spoke, "Tell me, what did they come here for?"

Guo Jia sat opposite him, silent for a long time, and said: "I don't know either."

"We'll know what they want to do tomorrow."

Cao Cao put down the teacup, not asking further.

……

The next day.

Gu Shanhe flew into the high sky, circulating his spiritual power, and a sound that shook the world spread out, allowing everyone in the Three Kingdoms plane to hear it.

【I am Gu Shanhe, descending to the Three Kingdoms plane; in three days, I will release the Sky Screen to count down the top ten famous scenes of the Three Kingdoms.】

Then Gu Shanhe flew back to the spirit ship.

For these three days, the nine emperors were all in the guest rooms on the second floor of the spirit ship, meditating.

And the various lords, noble families, and commoners of the Three Kingdoms were all looking forward to the Sky Screen countdown in three days.

Gu Shanhe spent these three days on the top of the ship's pavilion, taking a tablet from his space, scrolling through videos, and watching shows.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Various lords, as well as many noble families, commoners, and wandering knights, gathered below the spirit ship.

Gu Shanhe stood at the bow, threw the golden scroll in his hand into the sky, and it turned into a huge Sky Screen.

Then, a bell rang between heaven and earth.

It wasn't a bronze bell, not an iron bell; the sound fell from the sky, as if someone had struck the entire sky.

The glow filled the sky of the Central Plains again, thicker than before, as if someone had spilled a vat of cinnabar that had dyed the sky.

Everyone went quiet.

The soldiers of the Cao camp looked up, not lowering their heads even when their necks grew sore.

The naval forces on Sun Quan's side stood on the ships, their oars resting on the gunwales.

The commoners beside Liu Bei crowded outside the camp, standing on tiptoe to look at the sky.

Golden characters appeared on the Sky Screen, the strokes thick and heavy, as if carved into stone with a knife.

【Counting down the top ten famous scenes of the Three Kingdoms】

【Scene 1: Releasing Cao Cao at Huarong Road, a promise worth a thousand gold, loyalty unparalleled through the ages.】

The image on the Sky Screen moved.

When the first scene appeared, Yuan Shao laughed first, the sound not loud, but those beside him could hear it.

Inside the Sky Screen was the Red Cliffs battlefield—

The surface of the Yangtze River was full of fire, black smoke covering the sky, the fire reflecting on the water, the entire river surface like a red-hot iron plate.

The Cao army's warships burned one after another, masts snapped, sails burned to ash and drifted in mid-air like black snow.

Soldiers jumped into the water, some carrying fire, disappearing as soon as they hit the water.

Some didn't carry fire, but disappeared when they fell in too.

Corpses floated all over the river, helmets, scabbards, and broken spear shafts floating in between, pushed toward the shore by the waves.

The camera turned to the shore.

Cao Cao wore that red robe—it wasn't red anymore, half burned by fire, the remaining half pasted into a dark brown by mud and water.

His hair was singed, stuck to his scalp, his face covered in ash and blood, indistinguishable whether it was his own or someone else's.

Cao Cao didn't walk fast, stopping to cough every few steps.

Xu Chu was on his left, one arm hanging, the other hand still gripping his sword.

Zhang Liao was on his right, several armor plates missing, revealing the cloth lining inside, leading a horse in his hand—

That horse was also injured, a gash on its left hind leg, limping as it walked.

The remnant soldiers following behind were less than a thousand.

Some weren't wearing shoes, their soles worn into blood blisters, leaving a red mark with every step on the muddy ground.

Some had lost their weapons, walking empty-handed, their eyes empty. ===== CHAPTER 376 =====