Chapter 336

Chapter 336: Sun Ce Ambushed

Can a strategist not ascend the throne? Volume 10: The World in Chaos, The Time of Struggle Chapter 336: Sun Ce Ambushed

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Can a Strategist Not Ascend the Throne?

Chapter 336: Sun Ce Ambushed

Borrow! How could he not borrow?

As Qiao Yan said, if she couldn’t obtain warships from Jing Province, she could still rely on ships from Yizhou. But when Yizhou’s ships, even Yizhou’s soldiers, crossed into Jing Province, could he, who was not cooperating with her actions, really maintain the superficial peace and the previous state of non-interference?

Probably not!

“Grand Marshal, comparing my entry into Jing Province to yours is really elevating me too much,” Liu Biao replied politely. “If it weren’t for Emperor Xiaoling’s appointment and the majesty of the Han Dynasty, the noble families of Jing Province wouldn’t have cooperated so well after my arrival. There’s no need to talk about imitation…”

Qiao Yan raised an eyebrow, “Am I not relying on the majesty of the Han Dynasty now?”

Liu Biao wanted to say that she was clearly relying on her own face and deterrence, but under the implied emphasis of her tone, he chose to bow to her, “Grand Marshal, carrying the will of the Son of Heaven in Chang’an to conquer the world, now that Yang Province has suddenly changed, and you need to borrow ships from Jing Province to travel east, I will naturally prepare.”

Qiao Yan clapped her hands and smiled, “That’s just right. I’ll give Liu Jingzhou half a day to prepare, hoping to see a satisfactory response.”

Half a day, that’s almost not enough time to even notify the message!

Liu Biao’s expression tightened, and he quickly ordered ships from Zigui, Yiling, Yidao, and other places to gather at Jiangling, chosen as the departure point for Qiao Yan’s troops. To show his importance to this military dispatch, the commander of this naval force was his nephew Zhang Yun.

Since Qiao Yan’s campaign in Xuzhou and Yang Province would also require land operations, he also lent out Wen Pin to accompany Qiao Yan from Xiangyang to Jiangling to board the ships.

When sending Qiao Yan off to the main warship, Liu Biao breathed a long sigh of relief.

The temporarily mobilized ships sailed down the river, far from the grand spectacle of thousands of ships Qiao Yan had mentioned, but it was almost the entire naval force of Nan Commandery in Jing Province. In sight, it was a scene of bustling ships and lively voices.

Liu Biao even had the flags on the ships specially embroidered with the character “Qiao” to show his importance to Qiao Yan’s expedition.

Fortunately, Qiao Yan did not make any 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The command of this place was temporarily handed over to Huang Gai and another, while he himself led a team of elite soldiers and ran off.

Huang Gai immediately punched his own leg, “General, before entering the mountains, we agreed not to act rashly to avoid falling into Zu Lang’s trap. Why did you run off again?”

Thinking of Zhou Yu’s concerns and looking at the approaching dusk, Huang Gai felt his heart beating faster than usual, and it probably wasn’t because they had just experienced a fierce battle at the fortress.

He led his men in the direction Sun Ce had left, while ordering Han Dang to quickly reorganize the troops to prevent the enemy from taking advantage.

Perhaps it was good news that Zhu Ran, being young and riding a relatively young horse, did not directly catch up with Sun Ce’s team. If something unexpected happened, at least he wouldn’t become a burden to Sun Ce.

And another piece of good news was—

“Gong Fu, no need to worry so much,” Han Dang shouted from afar, “Lieutenant Ling is still following!”

Ling Cao had joined Sun Ce’s ranks during the campaign against Wu County and had always shown great courage and loyalty, prioritizing chivalry and righteousness. His loyalty to Sun Ce was unquestionable.

With him by his side, if any trouble arose, there would at least be someone to assist, and it wouldn’t be difficult to buy some time. There was no need to worry so much.

Huang Gai relaxed a bit, but even with Ling Cao’s protection, finding Sun Ce sooner would still be better.

Please, don’t let anything go wrong…

But just as Sun Ce, Ling Cao, and others broke away from the main force, leading this elite unit to pursue Zu Lang’s remnants, the forest ahead began to look increasingly unfamiliar.

The sunlight above, already weakened by the dusk, was further dimmed by the dense forest.

Even Ling Cao, who was usually bold, couldn’t help but gallop up to Sun Ce when he heard no more movements from the pursued mountain tribesmen, only the sound of their own cavalry’s hooves trampling over years of fallen leaves. He asked, “General, should we return and regroup with General Huang first?”

However, as he asked this, Sun Ce caught a fleeting glimpse of a figure ahead, dressed like a mountain tribesman.

Sun Ce, who had also considered retreating, was unwilling to return empty-handed at this moment and replied, “Let’s chase for a bit longer!”

If they hadn’t caught a useful prisoner in a quarter of an hour, he would return.

What made him indifferent to his current situation was that the hundred elite cavalrymen by his side were all skilled warriors, capable of taking on five enemies each, and he had a capable subordinate with him. It didn’t seem like he was breaking his earlier promise to Huang Gai.

But even the most elite cavalry, when rarely involved in mountain warfare, would inevitably lose some combat effectiveness. The difference in skill in maneuvering horses on mountain paths caused a few of his subordinates to fall behind unintentionally.

What Sun Ce hadn’t noticed was that the sky had darkened further.

When the sunlight was obscured by the surrounding mountains, only a layer of fiery clouds remained in the sky above, and the ground in the forest was completely hidden by the withered grass.

Sun Ce’s riding speed increased as he heard the sound of rapid hoofbeats after rounding a mountain pass!

Among the mountain tribesmen, only a few were equipped with horses, and from the horse’s neighing, it sounded like a good horse, likely belonging to an important figure under Zu Lang, perhaps even Zu Lang or Huang She himself.

Thinking of this, Sun Ce no longer cared about the time he had mentioned earlier and immediately whipped his horse, charging ahead.

Ling Cao didn’t dare to fall behind and quickly followed.

But the next moment, he saw a tripwire that had appeared out of nowhere, entangling the legs of Sun Ce’s galloping horse, causing Sun Ce to suddenly fall forward.

“General, be careful!”

Sun Ce had encountered such troubles before. He grabbed the horse’s neck and swept his spear towards the tripwire on the ground.

The sharp spearhead cut the tripwire in half, and his battle-hardened horse regained its balance with a kick.

But before he and his horse could steady themselves, an arrow suddenly flew out of the twilight, aiming straight for Sun Ce. He quickly pulled the reins, lifting himself to avoid the arrow.

Ling Cao’s heart was in his throat.

But this arrow seemed not to be a fatal shot at Sun Ce, but rather a signal to attack.

The failure of the tripwire and the arrow did not deter the enemy from retreating.

Almost simultaneously, several crossbow bolts shot out from the dense forest ahead.

The bolts, glowing faintly green in the twilight, made everyone hold their breath.

They were fast and sharp.

Even if they weren’t rapid-fire crossbows, the heavy crossbows firing unexpectedly were enough to cause trouble!

Moreover, in the series of reactions Sun Ce had just made, there was no time for rest, so his horse couldn’t keep up with his dodging movements.

In this critical moment, Sun Ce didn’t hesitate to throw away his spear, rolling off the horse’s back.

The withered grass on the ground cushioned his fall, allowing him to grab his spear again as he rolled to his feet.

His horse wasn’t so lucky.

The heavy crossbow bolts that burst forth in that instant accurately pierced his warhorse’s head.

And…

Ling Cao’s chest, who was only a few steps away.

The young lieutenant groaned and fell from his horse.

The fall caused a bone-breaking sound.

If the arrow wasn’t fatal, this fall certainly was.

“Lieutenant Ling!” Sun Ce’s eyes widened in shock.

In that split second, he had no time to think about how this ambush in the dense forest resembled the scene of his father’s death, nor did he have time to think about how Ling Cao had mentioned his seven-year-old son Ling Tong, who would follow in his footsteps, before this expedition.

He quickly ran a few steps, mounted Ling Cao’s horse, which had turned back after its master’s death, and chased in the direction of the crossbow bolts with his gathered followers.

They couldn’t retreat!

This time, it wasn’t his热血上头 (hot-bloodedness), but his instinct and experience told him that charging forward was the best way to break through this crisis.

Ling Cao’s death had completely cooled his沸腾的搜捕之心 (boiling desire to capture).

But he couldn’t immediately confirm how many enemies were hidden on this trap-filled path. Instead of dealing with both pursuit and unknown埋伏 (ambushes), it was better to—

Fight a bloody path out!

With the firing of those arrows, the once quiet and eerie forest came alive.

Mountain tribesmen, who had been潜伏 (lurking) for who knows how long, charged at Sun Ce with unrecognizable battle cries, accompanied by shouts and curses.

These swarming mountain tribesmen, far more robust than those encountered in the Jing County battle, were immediately recognized by Sun Ce as Zu Lang’s subordinates.

These were the真正的山越人精锐 (true elite of the mountain tribesmen)!

But they encountered Sun Ce, who was determined to survive this desperate situation.

He tightly gripped his spear.

The cavalry behind him seemed to sense the孤注一掷之意 (desperate determination) emanating from their leader and charged alongside him towards the enemy.

The birds in the forest, startled by the noise, flapped their wings and flew up from their nests, only to be struck by stray arrows and pinned to trees.

Spears and long swords swung from horseback, cutting down the mountain tribesmen who charged at them.

But these fearless mountain tribesmen had already thrown ropes at the Yang Province cavalry, dragging them off their horses.

Numbers were their greatest advantage.

Years of living in the mountains had given their actions a wild edge.

So when the cavalry fell, they pounced like野兽 (beasts) on their prey.

Sun Ce’s spear pierced one of them, and his companions, disregarding their comrade’s life, fired a volley of arrows at him.

He had to use the body as a shield and counter with even fiercer attacks to push them back.

Fortunately, he wasn’t fighting alone.

And fortunately, his example inspired his subordinates, who didn’t panic at the sudden ambush but instead爆发出了绝对的潜力 (unleashed their full potential) to survive.

In this clash between cavalry and infantry, they emerged victorious.

When the last mountain tribesman fell, Sun Ce let out a long breath.

By this point in the fierce battle, his hands gripping the spear were sore, and he couldn’t tell how many enemies he had killed.

Luckily, he was the one standing at the end.

This ambush designed for him hadn’t achieved its intended effect.

And he would certainly teach them a bloody lesson upon reuniting with the main force!

Sun Ce looked around at the fallen bodies of the mountain tribesmen and returned to the side of the deceased Ling Cao, intending to bring back this subordinate who had sacrificed himself for him.

However, as he crouched down to lift the body, a strange sound came from behind him.

The end of the battle had lowered Sun Ce’s guard considerably.

Ling Cao’s death had temporarily overwhelmed his vigilance with grief.

By the time he realized something was wrong, it was too late to dodge.

An arrow pierced the damaged armor on his back shoulder, instantly numbing his limbs.

The next moment, he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

As his consciousness nearly faded, he faintly heard the sound of approaching hoofbeats and the肝胆俱裂的叫声 (heart-wrenching cries) of Huang Gai and others, “General—!!”

Sun Ce struggled to lift his eyelids.

But perhaps due to the poison arrow’s effect, his eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.

He tried with all his might to open his mouth.

But no sound came out.

In his fading vision, only a gray pigeon flew past, letting out a soft coo.