Hearing this, Cao Ren hastily reached out and grabbed him. "You're no match for Lü Bu, and Zhao Yun is there too. Going over now would be throwing your life away!"
"The tide has turned against us. We must retreat at once!"
"Pass down the order! Head for shore and abandon ship!"
He had originally intended to fight the enemy to the death, but after seeing Lü Bu and Zhao Yun, along with the ferocity of the enemy soldiers, he abandoned that thought.
Their attempt to intercept the enemy on the water had failed. Their most urgent task was to fall back to Xiangyang City!
But the Jing Province Navy's ships were packed tightly together, and floating timber littered the water. If they tried to turn around and retreat, the Han Army would probably catch them before they could even swing their bows around.
Their only choice was to abandon their ships and retreat overland.
Hearing Cao Ren's words, Xiahou Yuan was filled with reluctance, but in the end, he obeyed and went to carry out the orders.
Nearly four hours passed before the dust finally settled on the battle.
The Jing Province Navy suffered a complete defeat. To escape pursuit, Cao Ren had no choice but to lead his remaining troops ashore and retreat.
"Military Advisor! The Cao Army is retreating overland. Should we pursue them?"
Zhao Yun came before Zhuge Liang to report, drenched in blood and radiating a murderous aura that soared to the heavens.
To the valiant, battle-hardened soldiers of the Han Army, the Cao Army was like clay chickens and pottery dogs. The two sides were not even on the same level.
"Do not pursue a cornered foe."
Zhuge Liang shook his head slightly, then asked, "How many intact warships does the Cao Army