"Just a minor wound, nothing worth mentioning."
Lü Bu waved a hand to tell Zhao Yun not to worry, then said bitterly, "I was so close, so close to killing Cao Thief!"
"That bastard really is far too lucky!"
His thrust with the Horse Spear had nearly killed Cao Cao, but Xu Chu's interference had unfortunately thrown it slightly off course.
Zhang Liao rolled his eyes. "A miss is a miss. What good does talking about it do now? Pay more attention next time."
"You ought to do something about that careless nature of yours, too. You let Cao Thief escape this time. When we take Changsha next time, are you going to let the Pretender Emperor escape as well?"
Lü Bu glared. "Who do you take me for? Am I that sort of man? When I see the Pretender Emperor, I'll definitely kill him with one thrust of my halberd!"
This time, he had truly learned his lesson.
He would never make the same mistake again.
The next time they stormed Changsha would be the day Cao Cao and the Pretender Emperor died!
He gave his word!
News of Zhuge Liang's crushing victory over the Cao Army at Red Cliffs soon reached Chang'an by Eight-Hundred-Li Express, and Liu Xie learned of it.
"Zhou Yu deceived Cao Cao with the Bitter Flesh Stratagem, and Zhuge Liang borrowed the east wind to set Red Cliffs ablaze and crush the Cao Army?"
After reading the victory report, Liu Xie wore a slightly peculiar expression.
Although he was not surprised that Zhuge Liang had defeated the Cao Army, he had not expected the Battle of Red Cliffs to play out once again.
It seemed this was one hurdle Cao Cao could not clear.
In his memorial, Zhuge Liang had not concealed Zhou