In Danyang Commandery, fierce battles had raged day after day, the clamor continuing for months once it began.
Amid the vast army, Zhou Tai, newly joined to Luo Chu's forces, stood among the troops with a shield in one hand and a blade in the other. Clad in heavy armor, he advanced steadily like a meat grinder, and no one could stand before him for even a moment.
Watching this, Zhou Yu and Lu Su could not help shaking their heads with feeling. "This is what it means to say a good general is hard to find!"
The fierce generals in Sun Jian's army were equally valiant. Clad in armor, they pressed forward with all their strength. Cheng Pu, Huang Gai, Han Dang, and Zu Mao all advanced steadily, unstoppable.
When Zhou Tai first entered the fray, Cheng Pu and Han Dang had joined forces to wound him. But seeing that the battle line could barely hold, he actually sought out the commander, Zhou Yu, and said, "A fighting general is like a bear or tiger. His body is merely a means of killing the enemy. What does a little wound like this matter?"
And so he insisted on fighting while wounded.
As a result, he fought with ever greater courage. His injuries did not worsen, but actually healed gradually. Even Luo Chu marveled at his constitution.
Sun Jian also had Chen Wu and Ding Feng, whom he had recruited in Lujiang Commandery and Jiujiang Commandery. Both were fierce generals, brave and skilled in battle. Each of these six men could hold a front on his own. This was why Lu Su wanted to kill Sun Jian and seize his generals.
Simply taking over Sun Jian's subordinate generals would provide enough martial talent to account for half of a power's