Chapter 113: Madrid, All Just Schemes [Please Subscribe]

Within Sun Ce’s camp, Zhou Yu strode in with an excited expression. “My lord, Chu Feng is finally making his move. He’s preparing to attack from three directions, and all the arrangements are in place!”

“Making a move?” Sun Ce clapped his hands and laughed heartily.

“Yes. General Sun has sent a signal flag. The attack will commence at the third watch tonight,” Zhou Yu said with a light laugh. “If we set an ambush inside the camp, Chu Feng will come with no hope of return!”

“Ha ha, Chu Feng, you may be clever, but even the wisest slip once. You’ve walked right into my trap,” Sun Ce laughed loudly, feeling elated. Chu Feng had been pressing down on him relentlessly these past days, even casting a shadow over him.

Only by personally slaying Chu Feng, cutting him into pieces with a hundred blades, could he dispel the torment in his heart. Fortunately, his health had improved greatly these days, so charging into battle was no longer a concern.

“Go! Send orders to all units: feast well and prepare to face the enemy. Tonight, I will ensure Chu Feng meets his end here and teach him the might of the Jiangdong warriors!” Sun Ce clenched his fists in anger and shouted.

“As you command!” Zhou Yu nodded.

Watching Zhou Yu’s retreating figure, Sun Ce’s eyes burned with ruthless determination. Tonight, he would make sure Chu Feng died here; only then could he relieve the grudge weighing on his heart.

Once that was done, they would storm Shouchun and take control of Yangzhou, reigning as kings and overlords. He also knew well that Qiao Rui’s two daughters were beauties of the nation. Then he would take the elder Qiao as wife, let Gongjin marry the younger—a tale destined to be told through the ages. How splendid that would be!

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As night fell, the troops rested early.

Liu Ye had only gone to oversee the provisions but returned to hear that Chu Feng was leading the army to strike. He hurried over to meet.

“My lord, didn’t you say Sun Jing was feigning surrender? Why lead the troops to attack the camp?” Liu Ye asked in surprise, looking at his superior.

“Heh, no need to worry!” Chu Feng smiled lightly and raised his hand. “This attack isn’t truly to assault the camp but to send a false signal—to sow discord between Sun Jing and Taishi Ci.”

“Discord?” Liu Ye was puzzled.

“Do you mean you intend to isolate Taishi Ci, turning his feigned surrender into a genuine one?” Liu Ye ventured.

“Something like that.”

“Taishi Ci has only been with Sun Ce’s camp a few months; his loyalty isn’t certain. That’s why I’ve lavished gifts and banquets upon him—not so much to win him over as to make Sun Jing suspicious.”

“As long as Taishi Ci becomes disheartened, he will naturally join me. As for Sun Jing, I’ll just use him,” Chu Feng explained simply. These days, he had been excessively kind to Taishi Ci.

Not only was Sun Jing unsettled, even Chu Feng’s own officers were discontented—why should a defector receive such favors? Their resentment had long been brewing.

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