Vitality is shared by both enemy and us

Cao Cao slammed his hand on the table and rose. "What did you say? Such a major event, why was there no report before now?"

Jiang Ji hurriedly explained, "Because it was dark and visibility was poor, Zhongde was initially mistaken for an ordinary fallen soldier and carried away. It was only after each camp finished their headcount just now that we realized there was one extra."

"Zhongde... Zhongde... This Seat has lost yet another chief strategist." Cao Cao muttered to himself, sitting back down in low spirits.

At this moment, he began to resent his fate. Why did his strategists leave one by one—Xun Yu, Xun You, Guo Jia, Xi Zhicai, Cheng Yu—while Liu Bei's four great strategists were all alive and well, and now, he had even gained Lan Tian?

Is he fated to clash with This Seat? The Grand Viceroy of Jiangdong had also died one after another, but what kind of luck did that mat-weaving, sandal-selling Big-Eared Thief have?

"Dezu."

"This subject is here."

"Give Zhongde a grand burial. Furthermore, posthumously confer upon him the title of Marquis of Anxiang and the rank of General of the East."

"Understood."

Cao Cao instructed Yang Xiu to handle Cheng Yu's funeral arrangements, then waved his hand to dismiss the court, as his long-standing migraine was acting up again.

Tormented by the damnable headache all night, he was awakened at dawn the next day by Xu Chu.

Cao Cao rubbed his temples and asked in a deep voice, "Has Guan Yu attacked so early? Meeting an old acquaintance and starting a war without even a declaration?"

"There is no fighting at the front. It is the generals requesting an audience outside the tent," Xu Chu replied with a salute.

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