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Capítulo 492: 473. The Cai Clan Vs. The Sun Clan

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Chen Gong and Lu Su initiated diplomatic efforts, reaching out to potential allies and negotiating terms for mutual cooperation. They knew that building a network of allies would create a formidable coalition against Cao Cao's ambitions. Sima Yi, ever watchful, kept a close eye on internal affairs, ensuring that loyalty remained strong and that any signs of dissent were swiftly addressed. He understood that unity within their own ranks was essential for their success.

As Lie Fan and his advisors were taking decisive action to counteract Cao Cao's growing power, the situation in the South was becoming increasingly tense.

In Lingling, the Cai Clan, long the true power behind Liu Cong's force in Jing Province, was orchestrating a carefully controlled coronation ceremony for Liu Cong. The young man was named the true Lord and Governor of Jing Province, succeeding his father Liu Biao, and was now recognized as the new Duke of Jing.

The ceremony, held in the grand hall of Lingling, was an elaborate affair. The hall was decorated with fine silk banners, gold-threaded tapestries, and incense that filled the air with a heady fragrance.

Rows of officials and guests, all carefully selected for their loyalty to the Cai Clan, filled the hall. The ceremony was not merely a matter of formalities but a carefully staged event designed to solidify the Cai Clan's grip on power in the domains they had.

Cai Mao, as the head of the Cai Clan, stood at the forefront of the proceedings. His sharp eyes swept across the hall as he meticulously orchestrated each detail of the ceremony.

Beside him was his sister, Lady Cai, who had an iron grip influence over Liu Congm She played the role of the matron, ensuring that everything proceeded smoothly, her soft voice issuing commands that were promptly followed.

Zhang Yun, a loyal supporter of the Cai Clan, served as the master of ceremonies, guiding Liu Cong through the complex rituals and ensuring that the young man adhered to every tradition.

Liu Cong, dressed in resplendent robes of red and gold, sat nervously on the high dais, his face a mask of uncertainty. Though he wore the title of Duke, it was clear to everyone present that he was little more than a puppet, with the true power lying in the hands of the Cai Clan.

As the rituals proceeded, Liu Cong found himself merely following instructions, bowing, and making gestures as dictated by Cai Mao and Zhang Yun. The words of loyalty and fealty that he was required to recite felt hollow, yet he had no choice but to comply.

The guest list for the ceremony had been carefully curated to include only those who were supporters or allies of the Cai Clan. Those who had opposed or even questioned the Cai Clan's authority had long since been removed, either through political machinations or more direct means.

The hall was filled with the murmurs of sycophants, each eager to demonstrate their loyalty to the new regime. Their words were filled with praise for Liu Cong, but it was clear that their true allegiance lay with the Cai Clan which could be seen miles away.

As the coronation ceremony concluded, Liu Cong was officially declared the Duke of Jing, though the title carried little real power for both him and the Vai Clan, because the title came from Cao Cao's political machinations in the past.

The hall erupted in applause, more out of obligation than genuine enthusiasm. The banquet that followed was a lavish affair, with tables laden with delicacies from across the province.

Yet, beneath the veneer of celebration, there was a palpable tension. Everyone in the room knew that the future of their force was uncertain and that the Cai Clan's control was far from secure, with their military not so powerful and enemies surrounding them from all sides.

Just as the banquet was reaching its peak, a messenger arrived, his clothes dusty from travel and his face filled with urgency. He was quickly ushered into the hall by Cai Mao, who recognized the man as one of his most trusted scouts. The room fell silent as the messenger approached the dais, where Liu Cong and the Cai Clan's leaders were seated.

"My lord," the messenger began, bowing deeply. "I bring urgent news from the southern front. The Sun Clan has launched an attack on our newly conquered territories in Jiaozhi Province. They have crossed the borders with a large force and are advancing rapidly."

The room erupted in murmurs of alarm. The Sun Clan, led by Sun Jian in the past and now Sun Ce, had always been a persistent threat and annoyance to the Cai Clan and Liu Biao with he was still alive.

With their well-trained and numerous armies, navies, and experienced generals, they posed a significant challenge to the Cai Clan who was much weaker than them currently.

Cai Mao's face darkened as he absorbed the news. The Sun Clan's move was a direct challenge to their authority, and it could not be ignored. He rose from his seat, his voice cutting through the murmurs. "Summon the generals and commanders immediately. We must organize a defense and push back the Sun Clan forces before they gain a foothold in our territory."

Lady Cai leaned in close to her brother and said, "This could be an opportunity, Brother," she whispered. "If we can defeat the Sun Clan decisively, it will not only secure our control over our domains in Jiaozhi Province but also elevate Liu Cong's status as a legitimate ruler with this victory. We must act quickly and with precision."

Liu Cong, who had been silent throughout the exchange, felt a surge of fear. He had never been a military man, and the prospect of war filled him with dread. Yet he knew that his position depended on the success of the Cai Clan's military efforts. He nodded weakly, trying to project an air of authority that he did not feel.

Zhang Yun, who had been listening carefully, spoke up. "We must also consider the possibility of this attack being a feint. The Sun Clan may be trying to draw our forces south while they strike at us from the north through Changsha. We should be cautious and ensure that our defenses are strong across the borders of our domain."

Cai Mao nodded in agreement. "You are right, Zhang Yun. We will not be drawn into a trap. Prepare our forces, but also strengthen the defenses in the north. We must be ready for any eventuality."

The banquet was abruptly cut short as the hall transformed into a war room. Maps were unfurled, and messengers were dispatched to various corners of the Cai Clan's domain.

Generals and commanders were summoned, and plans were drawn up to counter the Sun Clan's advance. The festive atmosphere dissipated, replaced by a sense of urgency.

As the night wore on, the hall buzzed with activity. Cai Mao took charge of military planning, coordinating with his generals, and issuing orders with the confidence of a seasoned commander.

Lady Cai, meanwhile, worked behind the scenes, ensuring that the logistics were in place and that supplies and reinforcements were ready to move at a moment's notice. Zhang Yun organized the intelligence network, sending scouts to gather information on the Sun Clan's movements and assess the strength of their forces.

Liu Cong, though overwhelmed, tried to contribute where he could. He met with his advisors and attempted to project an image of leadership, though it was clear to everyone that the real power lay with the Cai Clan. His role was largely ceremonial, a figurehead to rally the troops and give legitimacy to the Cai Clan's rule.

As dawn approached, the plans were finalized. Cai Mao had devised a strategy to meet the Sun forces head-on, using the terrain to their advantage and launching a series of coordinated attacks to weaken the enemy's advance.

The generals were confident in their ability to execute the plan, but there was an underlying tension, a recognition that the outcome of this battle could determine the future of the Cai Clan's trajectory.

With the plans in place, Cai Mao turned to Liu Cong. "My lord, it is time for you to address the troops. They need to see their Duke leading them, even if from the rear. Your presence will inspire them and remind them of what they are fighting for."

Liu Cong swallowed hard, knowing that this was an important moment. He rose from his seat, his legs unsteady, and made his way to the courtyard where the troops had gathered.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers, dressed in armor and armed for battle, stood in formation, their faces hard and determined. As Liu Cong approached, they turned to face him, their expressions unreadable.

Taking a deep breath, Liu Cong raised his voice to address the men. "Brave soldiers, today we face a great challenge. The Sun Clan seeks to take what is ours, but we will not let them. We will fight with all our strength to defend our homes and our people. I stand with you in this battle, and I have faith that we will emerge victorious!"

The soldiers responded with a cheer, though it was clear that their enthusiasm was more for the battle ahead than for their inexperienced Duke. Nevertheless, Liu Cong felt a small measure of relief, knowing that he had done his part.

Cai Mao took the lead, organizing the march to the front lines. The army moved out, a sea of steel and banners as they advanced toward the southern border of Jing Province and entered Jiaozhi Province.

The terrain of Jiaozhi Province was varied, with mountains, rivers, and plains that could either aid or hinder the army's movements. Cai Mao had taken this into account, planning their route to maximize their strengths and exploit the enemy's weaknesses.

As the army marched south, they encountered the first signs of the Sun Clan's advance. Scattered skirmishes broke out along the way, as Sun Ce's forces probed their defenses and tested their resolve.

The Cai Clan's generals responded with discipline, repelling the attacks and maintaining their formation as they pressed forward.

The main battle was set to take place near a strategic hills area, a point that would be key to controlling access to the border between Yang Province and Jiaozhi Province.

Cai Mao had chosen this location carefully, knowing that the terrain would limit the Sun forces' ability to maneuver and give his troops the advantage.

As the armies faced off, the tension was palpable. The Sun Clan's forces, led by Zhou Yu and Sun Ce, were well-trained and battle-hardened. They had fought many campaigns in the South and were not to be underestimated. On the other side, the Cai Clan's forces were determined to force the Sun Clan out from their domain, knowing that defeat could mean the loss of everything they held dear.

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Name: Lie Fan

Title: Overlord Of The Central Plains

Age: 31 (198 AD)

Level: 16

Next Level: 462,000

Renown: 1325

Cultivation: Yin Yang Separation (level 9)

SP: 1,121,700

ATTRIBUTE POINTS

STR: 951 (+20)

VIT: 613 (+20)

AGI: 598 (+10)

INT: 617

CHR: 96

WIS: 519

WILL: 407

ATR Points: 0


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Capítulo 493: 474. Sun Ce Poisoned

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As the armies faced off, the tension was palpable. The Sun Clan's forces, led by Zhou Yu and Sun Ce, were well-trained and battle-hardened. They had fought many campaigns in the South and were not to be underestimated. On the other side, the Cai Clan's forces were determined to force the Sun Clan out of their domain, knowing that defeat could mean the loss of everything they held dear.

On the Sun Clan's side, Sun Ce and Zhou Yu weren't surprised that they would finally face off against Liu Biao's forces, now controlled by the Cai Clan. Over the past few days, Sun Ce and his army had wreaked havoc along the border of Jiaozhi Province, systematically dismantling every defense post, outpost, and garrison they encountered.

They had even managed to take down several small towns and numerous villages, seizing supplies and replenishing their own stores. The land they marched through bore the scars of their campaign—burnt-out buildings, empty granaries, and fields trampled under the boots of marching soldiers.

Riding beside Zhou Yu, Sun Ce observed the terrain ahead with a critical eye. The strategic hills where they would soon make their stand were visible in the distance, their slopes offering both a challenge and an opportunity.

Sun Ce, known for his boldness and audacity in battle, was ready to face whatever Liu Biao or the Cai Clan right now could throw at him. "How many do you think they have, Gongjin?" he asked Zhou Yu, not taking his eyes off the hills.

Zhou Yu had already made his calculations before Suj Ce even questioned him and responded, "I estimate they have around 100,000 men, give or take. It's less than what we have which is 150,000 strong, but we should not underestimate them. They will fight with the desperation of those who know their survival is at stake."

Sun Ce nodded, his expression unreadable. He respected Zhou Yu's insight but was also confident in his own strength and the capability of his generals and men. "Gongjin, I want you to oversee the tactics and movement of the army," Sun Ce said, his tone leaving no room for argument. "I'll lead from the front with Zhou Tai, Wei Yan, Zhu Ran, and Dong Xi."

Zhou Yu frowned, sensing the danger in Sun Ce's plan. "But Bofu, it would be wiser for you to stay back and direct the battle from a safer position than leading from the front. If something were to happen to you—"

Sun Ce cut him off with a raised hand, a gesture that was both commanding and final. "I've made my decision, Gongjin. Our men need to see their leader in the thick of the fight. It will inspire them, give them courage. Besides, I'm not so easy to kill," he added with a grin, trying to lighten the mood.

Zhou Yu could only sigh, recognizing the futility of arguing further. He accepted Sun Ce's decision and took the command seal with a firm nod, his mind already working on the best way to deploy their forces.

Zhou Yu quickly reorganized the Sun Clan's army into a flexible formation, designed to adapt swiftly between offensive and defensive postures.

The plan was simple, they would hold their ground against the Cai Clan's initial assault, absorb the brunt of their attack, and then counter with a devastating offensive when the enemy had exhausted themselves. Sun Ce, meanwhile, took his place at the front of the formation, his generals accompanied by his side, each ready to charge into the fray when the moment was right.

The sound of war drums echoed across the battlefield, a low, rhythmic thrum that set the soldiers' hearts pounding. From their position on the hills, the Sun Clan's forces could see the enemy advancing.

The Cai Clan's army was moving forward in tight, disciplined ranks, their banners fluttering in the wind, and their weapons gleaming under the early morning sun. The sight was both impressive and intimidating, but Sun Ce's men held their ground, trusting in their leaders and their battle hardened comrades.

Zhou Yu watched as the Cai Clan's army approached, his sharp eyes taking in every detail. He quickly issued orders to shift their formation into a defensive stance, anticipating the coming clash.

Sun Ce, Zhou Tai, Wei Yan, Zhu Ran, and Dong Xi stood at the forefront, weapons at the ready, their expressions resolute. They knew the battle would be fierce, but they were confident in their ability to lead their men to victory.

The two armies met with a thunderous crash, the sound of steel against steel ringing out across the battlefield. The front lines collided in a brutal melee, soldiers on both sides struggling for every inch of ground.

Sun Ce fought with his usual ferocity, cutting down any enemy who came within reach of his spear. His commanders fought alongside him, each one a formidable warrior in his own right, inspiring their troops with their bravery and skill.

Despite the intensity of the battle, Zhou Yu kept a close eye on the overall situation, adjusting their strategy as needed. He was acutely aware that the outcome of this battle would hinge not just on the strength of their arms, but on their ability to outmaneuver the enemy and seize any opportunity that presented itself.

What neither Sun Ce nor Zhou Yu realized was that an insidious plot was being hatched within the Cai Clan's command tent. Cai Mao had been informed that Sun Ce was personally leading the Sun Clan's Army at the front.

This information had been passed on by one of his scouts, and Cai Mao had immediately seen an opportunity to turn the tide of the battle in their favor or even the course of the Cai Clan's expansion.

As the battle raged on, Cai Mao and Zhang Yun huddled over a map of the battlefield, discussing their next move. "If we can take out Sun Ce, the Sun Clan's army will be thrown into disarray and will be forced to retreat," Cai Mao said, his voice low and conspiratorial. "Without their leader, their morale will crumble, and we can push them back across the border."

Zhang Yun nodded, his expression grim. "But how do we reach him, General? He's surrounded by his best men, and they won't let him fall easily let alone approach Sun Ce."

Cai Mao smiled, a cold, calculating look in his eyes. "We don't need to reach him directly. A well-placed arrow, coated with a rare poison without ant antidote, will do the job just as effectively. I've already arranged for one of our best archers to take the shot. All we need to do is wait for the right moment."

The two men continued to discuss their plan, refining the details to ensure its success. They knew that this was a risky move because if it failed, the consequences could be disastrous.

But if it succeeded, it would deal a crippling blow to the Sun Clan's forces and potentially turn the tide of the entire campaign.

Back on the battlefield, the fighting had reached a fever pitch. Sun Ce's forces had managed to hold their ground against the Cai Clan's initial assault, but the enemy was relentless, throwing wave after wave of soldiers at them in an attempt to break their lines.

Zhou Yu, overseeing the battle from a slightly elevated position, could see that the enemy was trying to wear them down, hoping that their sheer numbers would eventually overwhelm the Sun Clan's troops.

Despite the fierce resistance, Sun Ce was undeterred. He fought with the energy and determination of a man who knew that victory was within his grasp. His presence on the front lines had indeed inspired his men, giving them the strength to push back against the Cai Clan's relentless attacks. But as the battle wore on, fatigue began to set in, and the Sun Clan's soldiers were starting to show signs of strain.

It was at this moment that Cai Mao decided to put his plan into action. From a hidden vantage point on the hills overlooking the battlefield, his archer waited patiently, his eyes locked on Sun Ce as he fought at the front of his army.

The archer was a master of his craft, known for his deadly accuracy and steady hand in his unit. He had been carefully positioned to have a clear shot at Sun Ce, and now, as the battle raged below, he drew his bowstring back, his fingers steady despite the chaos around him.

Sun Ce, unaware of the danger that loomed over him, was focused entirely on the battle at hand. He had just cut down another enemy soldier when a sudden sharp pain exploded in his shoulder.

He staggered back, his vision blurring as he reached up to touch the shaft of the arrow that was now embedded in his flesh. The poison worked quickly, spreading through his veins like fire, and within moments, Sun Ce felt his strength begin to drain away.

Zhou Tai, who was fighting nearby, saw Sun Ce falter and immediately rushed to his side. "My lord!" he shouted, catching Sun Ce as he slumped forward. The other generals quickly gathered around, their faces filled with concern and anger as they realized what had happened.

"We need to get him out of here," Zhou Tai said urgently, motioning for Wei Yan and Dong Xi to help him lift Sun Ce. "This arrow had been coated with poison. We need to bring our lord to a physician, fast!"

Zhou Yu, who had been directing the battle from a distance, saw the commotion and knew something was wrong. He quickly made his way to the front lines riding his horse at the tastes speed, his heart sinking as he saw Sun Ce being carried away.

The sight of their lord being wounded sent a ripple of panic through the Sun Clan's ranks, and for a moment, it seemed as though the entire army might falter.

But Zhou Yu knew that they could not afford to lose focus, not now. "Hold your positions!" he shouted, his voice cutting through the noise of battle. "Lord Sun Ce is still with us! Keep fighting, for him and for our people!"

His words helped to steady the men, and they redoubled their efforts, fighting with renewed ferocity. But even as they continued to push back against the Cai Clan's forces, Zhou Yu knew that they were in a precarious situation. Sun Ce's injury had thrown their plans into disarray, and without him leading the charge, their chances of victory were slipping away.

As Sun Ce was carried to the rear of the army, the physicians did their best to treat his wound. But the poison was strong, and despite their efforts, they couldn't detoxify, couldn't find out the kind of poison that was used, and only managed to suppress the poison from working but it was clear that Sun Ce was still in danger.

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Name: Lie Fan

Title: Overlord Of The Central Plains

Age: 31 (198 AD)

Level: 16

Next Level: 462,000

Renown: 1325

Cultivation: Yin Yang Separation (level 9)

SP: 1,121,700

ATTRIBUTE POINTS

STR: 951 (+20)

VIT: 613 (+20)

AGI: 598 (+10)

INT: 617

CHR: 96

WIS: 519

WILL: 407

ATR Points: 0


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