People in the Three Kingdoms: Starting from Preaching

Chapter 587 The dust has settled
Standing in the center of the encirclement of tens of thousands of Yellow Turbans, Zhou Yu looked around and could no longer see any faces of Wu or Shu soldiers. Instead, they all had the stern faces of the Yellow Turban soldiers.

By now, all the Wu and Shu soldiers who should surrender had already surrendered, and those who were unwilling to surrender had already died in battle.

Zhou Yu was not sad because of this. Instead, he felt a sense of relief. For him, the war of more than half a year did not seem like a real battle in which he was fighting bravely, but rather like he was walking towards a dead end with no other choice.

From the very beginning, he could have foreseen today's scene. It had nothing to do with anything else. It was just that the gap in strength between Wu Shu and Xuan Xia had reached this point.

During the whole battle, Zhou Yu had been under too much pressure. Until now when he was really facing a dead end, he calmed down instead. Then he looked back at the man in front of him.

It was this man who suddenly appeared in the world and brought the Yellow Turbans to power, thus changing the direction of the entire world.

In the open space of more than ten meters in radius, besides corpses all over the ground and a trembling Sun Quan, there were only Xu Chen and Zhou Yu looking at each other from a distance.

Zhou Yu stood there with a sword in his hand and faced the enemy coldly. Although his body was covered in blood and he looked very dirty and disheveled, it still could not conceal his soaring spirit.

Xu Chen rode quietly on his horse and looked around the cruel battlefield. All he saw were corpses all over the ground and the yellow earth that had been dyed red. The scenes of death and cruelty were quietly telling the pain and cruelty brought by the war.

It's finally over
The most that war can bring is trauma. Ending this chaotic world will be a great blessing for all people in the world.

"Why not surrender?"

Xu Chen glanced at Zhou Yu, then at the sword in his hand. It was obvious that Zhou Yu had no intention of accepting his fate. Instead, his eyes revealed his determination to die.

Zhou Yu sneered disapprovingly. For a proud and arrogant scholar like him, surrender was definitely not an option.

Rather than kneel before the enemy, he would rather draw his sword and kill himself.

However, a slight noise behind him made him look back, and then he saw Sun Quan's frightened and panicked face. The difference between him and Sun Quan was that Sun Quan was obviously unwilling to die.

After sighing in his heart, he turned to look at Xu Chen again and said coldly: "So what if we surrender? Can it save our lives?"

Xu Chen was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "Wu and Shu forcibly levied money and property and coerced the people. The people of Jingzhou suffered a lot. I don't know how many families were separated, and how many innocent people died. Such crimes must be settled. As decision makers, you should know what responsibilities you should bear."

This sentence was equivalent to directly sentencing them to their fate, but the result was not good news for them.

Zhou Yu was unmoved and looked calm, but Sun Quan was struck by lightning when he heard this. He no longer cared about his dignity as a king. He immediately stepped forward and begged for mercy, shouting "repent, atonement" and many other words.

Sun Quan had thought that this day would come, and he thought he could face the outcome of defeat calmly. But when the moment really came, he realized that it was just his fantasy and he did not have the courage to do so.

Faced with death, the little pride and dignity in his heart were instantly shattered.

Sun Quan had experienced the horror of death after having almost died in battle before, and he was no longer willing to face this horrible feeling again.

At this moment, he no longer cared about the dignity of the aristocracy or the dignity of the monarch. As long as he could survive, he would accept it even if he had to do hard labor or be demoted to a commoner.

It must be said that Sun Quan looked quite ridiculous. Not only did Xu Chen remain silent, but Zhou Yu also frowned. Xu Chen never expected that Sun Quan, who was also a famous figure, could be so unbearable. Even if we don't talk about the arrogance that a king should have, just the integrity of the nobles should not make such an ugly appearance.

But if you think about it, this is not something very unexpected. After all, most people have an uncontrollable fear of death.

However, the more Sun Quan acted like this, the less interested Xu Chen was in talking to him.

On the contrary, Zhou Yu couldn't bear to watch it any longer. After sighing, he half-knelt down and pressed Sun Quan's shoulder: "Your Majesty, don't worry. Just leave everything to me. I will make your Majesty live a decent life."

After saying that, Zhou Yu no longer cared about Sun Quan's reaction, but turned around and looked at Xu Chen again.

His eyes were very complicated, some admiration, but also some resentment. In the end, all these emotions turned into a chuckle.

Zhou Yu still maintained the broad-minded, calm and composed demeanor of a nobleman.

"I, Zhou Yu, have always thought highly of myself. There are only a few heroes in the world who are worthy of my attention, and there is only one person among them who I feel inferior to, and that person is you."

Although he was alone facing the siege of thousands of troops, Zhou Yu was not at all panicked by this desperate situation. Facing Xu Chen, his greatest enemy in his life and the most important person in the world, he was able to chat and laugh with him.

As Zhou Yu spoke, he took out a silk handkerchief from his bosom and calmly wiped the blood off his face and hands.

He knew that he could no longer live, and he was prepared to face death calmly. But even if he died, he wanted to die with dignity as an elite of the aristocracy, with not only a decent appearance but also a decent personality.

"I, Zhou Yu, accept the defeat to you."

After wiping for a long time, until the handkerchief was completely stained red, he sighed and continued to speak: "It's a pity that although China is so big, it is still a little small to accommodate two heroes like you and me. Since God gave birth to me Zhou Yu, why did he send you down to the times? I still can't accept it."

Xu Chen disagreed when he heard this and said calmly: "You still don't understand, so it's not unfair that you lost."

Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "How can you not understand?"

Xu Chen shook his head and smiled, then said: "You have never lost to me, but to the people of this world. If you or you can understand this truth earlier, it would not be my turn to teach you today."

Hearing this, Zhou Yu seemed to be thinking about something, and soon he seemed to have some realization, but in the end he chuckled: "Isn't it just the people's historical view in your "Natural Classic"? It's already this time, there's no need to show off to me. No matter who you think won this victory, you won't be able to laugh for long in the end."

"Huh? Interesting."

Xu Chen jumped off his horse, then smiled at Zhou Yu and said, "Does Grand Commander Zhou think that I, Xuan Xia, can't last long? Where did you get the idea from?"

Zhou Yu snorted coldly, "You are the first to act and talk about progress. It is true, but in my opinion, you are just arrogant and unaware of yourself. For example, when the First Emperor abolished the feudal system and established counties, according to your theory, it was also progress, but the result was only fifteen years before the country was destroyed."

At this point, Zhou Yu sarcastically said: "You may be called a hero, but how can you compare with the First Emperor? In my opinion, Xuan Xia's fate is nothing more than the reversal of the Qin Dynasty."

(End of this chapter)