Three Kingdoms: Domination of the World

The mastermind behind Liu Biao's battle against Sun Jian was Yuan Shu. With his sharp features and shifty eyes, Yuan Shu's intentions were instantly apparent. His eyes darted rapidly, his body shifted restlessly, as if countless tiny claws were constantly scratching at his mind, calculating its own agenda.

"General Ji Ling, what did Liu Jingsheng say?" Yuan Shu frowned and asked anxiously. While asking, he paced back and forth in the room, rubbing his hands constantly.

"My lord, Liu Jingsheng agreed." Ji Ling knelt on one knee, clasped his fists and said, his face full of awe.

Yuan Shu not only generously provided money and food, but also fully supported Liu Biao's military expedition, and even reached an ulterior motive and dirty agreement with Liu Biao in private - after killing Sun Jian, the jade seal would belong to Liu Biao.

"The jade seal? It belongs to the capable. Liu Jingsheng, this jade seal is not so easy to get." Yuan Shu raised the corner of his mouth, revealing an evil smile, his eyes revealing sinister and cunning.

Faced with such a huge temptation, no royal family member could remain calm, and Liu Biao was no exception. Initially, hesitancy lingered in his eyes, his fingers unconsciously fiddling with the hem of his clothes. However, upon seeing the mountain of money and grain Yuan Shu offered, his last remaining concerns vanished, and his gaze became determined and greedy.

"Three generations of officials in four generations, quite a solid foundation!" Liu Biao twirled his beard lightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice with a serious expression, secretly thinking about his own plan in his mind.

Liu Biao dispatched his favored general, Huang Zu, to ambush Sun Jian between Fan and Deng, deploying his troops and preparing to engage him. On the battlefield, Sun Jian rode a majestic warhorse, its coat as radiant as black satin. He stood tall and majestic, his bearing radiant and heroic, like a god of war. He clutched his long, icy sword, its blade as sharp as frost. His eyes shone with fearless bravery, a gaze that seemed to penetrate all obstacles, leaving no one daring to look directly at him.

Sun Jian suddenly roared with a roar like thunder, shaking the earth and even the air around him. Then, he clamped his legs against his horse's belly and galloped towards the enemy like an arrow from a bow. The soldiers behind him were moved by his overwhelming momentum, their morale soaring. Their blood boiled, their eyes wide, and they followed him bravely, their shouts of killing shaking the heavens.

"Soldiers, kill all these villains." Sun Jian shouted loudly, his face slightly twisted with anger, and veins bulged on his forehead.

"Men of Jingzhou, bring me Sun Jian's head and I will reward you with a thousand gold coins." Huang Zu was not to be outdone and roared at the top of his lungs. His eyes were bloodshot and his voice became sharp due to nervousness.

Huang Zu's army, facing Sun Jian's overwhelming onslaught, was like dry grass in a gust of wind. The soldiers stumbled, their formation in disarray. Sun Jian's valor was unparalleled, his momentum unstoppable. His ferocious attack was unstoppable, each swing of his sword carrying a force so immense it seemed to split the heavens and earth apart. Soon, Huang Zu's defenses were shattered by Sun Jian's whirlwind.

"Soldiers, the situation on the battlefield is dire. We must retreat to Xiangyang first." Huang Zu's voice trembled, his face pale as paper, cold sweat pouring down his forehead, and his eyes filled with panic. He shouted, waving his weapons wildly as he led his men in a panicked flight towards the Han River, looking as bewildered as a stray dog.

Sun Jian pressed on, his face flushed with excitement, like a ripe apple, its fiery redness threatening to bleed. His eyes burned with the blazing flame of victory, fervent and passionate, a light that seemed to devour all darkness. He swung his long sword with such force and energy that each swing stirred a gust of wind that seemed to tear the sky apart.

"Soldiers, take down the enemy general's head for me." Sun Jian shouted again, his voice firm and passionate, full of unquestionable majesty.

Sun Jian kept giving orders and shouting out commands. Under his leadership, the soldiers crossed the Han River like a surging tide. The Han River, which was originally surging and with rolling waves, seemed to have lost its power under their feet and became gentle and docile.

Soon, Xiangyang City was tightly besieged by Sun Jian's army. Huang Zu, perched on the city wall, gazed at the endless mass of enemy troops outside. His brow furrowed like an inextricable knot, and veins bulged on his forehead. Worry and fear filled his heart, as if a giant hand were clutching his heart, choking him.

Xiangyang City was so small and undermanned that it was impossible to hold it for long. Huang Zu frowned, thinking rapidly, and finally decided to show weakness to the enemy and retreat to Xianshan.

"Soldiers, follow me!" Huang Zu shouted loudly, his voice filled with urgency and panic. He waved the sword in his hand while shouting, leading the soldiers to evacuate in a hurry.

When Sun Jian learned that Huang Zu had fled, he was very excited and decided to pursue him at night.

"Haha! We have just captured Xiangyang City, a great victory. Keep chasing." Sun Jian said with a big laugh, his face full of pride and heroism, his eyes flashing with desire for more victory.

"General, don't chase the desperate enemy!" Zu Mao said anxiously with a worried look on his face, his brows furrowed and his eyes full of worry.

"The enemy's decline is inevitable, there is no need to be afraid." Sun Jian said firmly, his expression firm and his eyes revealing unquestionable confidence.

At this time, Suo Chao arrived a hundred miles from Xianshan. When he activated the Eye of Truth to check the surrounding enemy and friendly forces, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, his brows knitted tightly into a knot, and his heart was in his throat again. He saw a group of green dots approaching the red dot of Xianshan at a gust of wind.

"Not good! My godfather is going to fall into a trap." Suo Chao was very anxious and continued to speed up his pace.

Huang Zu, a master of military strategy, wore a gloomy expression like a dark, overcast night sky, his gaze shone with chilling cunning. He clenched his fists, silently resolving his resolve as he laid down 1000 archers in the bamboo forest. Each of these archers wore a tense, focused expression, like venomous snakes in the darkness, their breath held, muscles tensed, their gaze fixed fixedly ahead, waiting for the enemy to enter their net.

Sun Jian charged unprepared into the bamboo forest. Suddenly, the darkness erupted like a cauldron, a hail of arrows whistling and piercing the darkness. Sun Jian led the charge, charging bravely, but two sharp arrows mercilessly struck him. He shuddered, blood instantly staining his robe. His strength seemed to drain him instantly, and he collapsed in a pool of blood, exhausted.

"Oh no, there is an ambush, retreat quickly." Sun Jian was horrified, his face was as pale as paper, his eyes were wide open, and he shouted at the top of his lungs, his heart full of regret and anxiety.

"General!" Huang Gai was extremely anxious, his voice changed, and the muscles on his face twitched with tension. He wanted to rush towards Sun Jian desperately.

"Father!" Sun Ce's eyes were instantly bloodshot, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a big hand. He hurriedly caught up with his father regardless of everything, gritted his teeth, and used all his strength to lift his father to a safe place.

Huang Zu knew the necessity of striking the enemy when he was down. A fierce expression appeared on his face. He gritted his teeth and fiercely ordered the archers in ambush:

"Shoot hard, don't stop!" The archers received the order and pulled the bowstrings to their full extent, their eyes focused and cold.

Immediately, round after round of arrows rained down like a blanket of fire. The dense swarm of arrows was like a swarm of locusts, making a chilling whistling sound in the night sky.

Huang Gai was extremely anxious, his eyes wide open, as if they were about to spit fire. He waved his weapon, trying to break through the rain of arrows to kill the enemy, roaring:

"You thief, stop being so arrogant!" However, the dense rain of arrows made it impossible for him to move forward even a single step.

Groups of Jiangdong warriors fell screaming in this merciless hail of arrows, some clutching their wounds in agony, others staring at the sky in despair. Blood pooled on the ground in streams. The faces of the fallen soldiers were filled with fear and unwillingness, perhaps still clinging to unfulfilled dreams and concerns for their families.