The Three Kingdoms

"My fault!"

Sun Quan looked up to the sky and smiled, and his self-deprecating laughter slowly rose: "Sun Zhongmou, Sun Zhongmou, you ask yourself that you were a wise man who conquered south and north and plundered, and created a prosperous world, but because of a single mistake, hundreds of thousands of soldiers died on the battlefield. Are you still worthy to be the king of a country!"

The tragedy of the defeat had exceeded the load he could bear.

He never thought about it.

He never thought that he would be defeated, even the number one general under his command was thrown on the battlefield.

"Your Majesty, let's cross the river!"

Zhuge Jin bowed his head and shouted in a low voice.

"I have the expectations of thousands of people, and led a million lions to march westward. However, I was defeated. Now, a million lions are less than a few thousand sons. How can I have the face to face the folks in the Central Plains?"

This time, Sun Quan had thoroughly understood Xiang Yu's reluctance to cross the river.

He no longer has the face to face those soldiers who believe in him as his spiritual belief, but also faces the people who respect him as emperor. This time, there is nothing more sad than heartbreak, and he really wants to end here.

"Your Majesty, the Roman army is less than ten miles away from us, and they are here in an instant!"

Pang Tong bowed his head, wept and shouted: "Cross the sea, if we don't cross the sea, we will have no chance!"

"Is there any point in crossing this strait? Lu Bu died, and my imperial guards were wiped out, so I ran for my life. I am ashamed. I am saying one thing. You can be sure that there will be us on the other side of the strait." Is your warship responding?"

Sun Quan was indifferent.

"Your Majesty, no matter what, we must fight hard, I beg you, cross the river immediately!"

Pang Tong shouted loudly.

"Your Majesty, I beg you to cross the river immediately!"

All the soldiers bowed their heads.

Sun Quan clenched his fists tightly, but his expression remained indifferent.

At this moment, he seemed to be heartbroken.

"Your Majesty, you are not willing to try the chance that the first lord bought you with his life!"

There was a coldness in Guo Jia's eyes, and he cupped his hands: "Also, Your Majesty, please bear in mind...you are not the overlord of Chu, you still have the imperial court, a brilliant world, if you die here, you are sorry The 8000 million people of the Wu Dynasty, who finally got out of the troubled times, would not want a chaotic Central Plains, so I implore Your Majesty, for the sake of the court and the people of the world, cross the sea!"

Sun Quan trembled when he heard this.

Guo Jia's words were like knives, hitting the depths of his heart, making it impossible for him to avoid it.

The court of Great Wu must be Sun Zhongmou to have peace.

If he died here.

The peaceful and prosperous age will once again fall into the chaotic times of the last years of the previous dynasty.

The fruits of his half-life hard work will be shattered.

"Cross the sea!"

How these two words came out of Sun Quan's mouth, Sun Quan didn't know, but he just said it.

What Guo Jia said was right.

He... is not the Overlord of Chu.

Because he didn't have the courage to kill himself in Wujiang.

He has to live.

Go back alive, live to see his wife and children, live to face the world, live to maintain a peaceful and prosperous world...

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When thousands of soldiers of the Wu army crossed the strait with the logs in their arms, the Roman army was already chasing them angrily from behind.

"Your Excellency, they have crossed the strait!"

"It seems that they are desperate!"

"Haha, they are looking for their own death!"

The Roman generals reined in their horses and looked at the island on the opposite bank.

In their view, it will be another battlefield where trapped beasts fight. They will be here to encircle and wipe out the remaining eastern demons. If they are lucky, they will survive the demon king from the east. Mou. Sun.

[The first thousand and five hundred and fifty-five chapters of the main body and the sixth chapter and then go south after joining forces]

Go back in time to a few days ago.

Fortress of Olympus.

The entire fortress has a huge construction structure, built with huge stones, standing with ring-shaped towers, connecting the mountains on the left and right, matching the terrain, forming an extremely dangerous skyfall between the north and the south.

At this moment, this dangerous fortress wall has become a battlefield for fighting.

The Wu army is the main attack, and the Greek army is the main defender.

"Give me an order, no matter what, you must take this place!"

"Gong, give me a fierce attack!"

The Wu army's attack was led by Sun Lang, and the attack on the city wall was fierce.

Although Sun Lang took the initiative to attack from the city of Sparta, Gnaeus, the governor of Greece, was not an ordinary person. He had already deployed enough troops in this fortress.

Therefore, Sun Lang did not successfully take down the fortress, but triggered a protracted war.

However, after six or seven days, in order to compete for this fortress, the competition between the Wu army and the Greek army has reached a feverish level.

"How about it?"

"General, the Death Squad has been blocked!"

"Damn!"

Sun Lang's eyes were as cold as ice, and he stared at this stalwart fortress: "I was still a step behind!"

If he had dispatched his troops earlier and entered this fortress first, he would not have to be so passive today.

This fortress was too dangerous and severe, easy to defend and difficult to attack, even if he invested all his troops, he didn't feel any tension. It had gradually turned into a war of attrition, which he didn't want to see.