Chapter 501 We’re Going to Win!
The sharp sword is unsheathed, pointing directly at the Yellow Turbans!
After all, Zhou Yu was not an indecisive person. Perhaps because of Xu Chen's name, he inevitably hesitated before making a decision. But once the order was actually given, there was no possibility of changing his decision.

If God doesn’t take it, you will suffer the consequences!
If they did not seize this God-given opportunity, their cowardice would surely be looked down upon by others. Of course, this was not the most important thing. What was important was that both Wu and Shu were in urgent need of a great and satisfying victory to boost their confidence.

Xuan Xia was too strong, incredibly strong. It had risen all the way in just over a decade. When people came to their senses, it had already become a behemoth that made everyone in the world tremble in fear. Wu and Shu, as the only two remaining forces of the old power, were deeply afraid of this behemoth.

From Liu Bei and Sun Quan above to the nobles and powerful families below, all of them shuddered at the mention of Xu.

These representatives of the old forces were squeezed all the way from the center of the era to the south, where they trembled in fear. Their defeat was so tragic and miserable. The Yellow Turbans were like huge rocks rolling down the mountain, constantly driving them to flee for their lives. If they were just a step slower, they would be crushed into meat paste.

In their eyes, the Yellow Turbans were unstoppable monsters. Everyone was looking forward to a victory. If they continued to win like this, they would all fall into complete despair.

Winning this battle may not be enough to completely reverse the situation in the world, but it can at least give all the southern nobles a shot in the arm.

They need to use victory to comfort themselves and break the Yellow Turbans' invincible psychological demons!
Now the command of the Yellow Turban Navy is in chaos. Retreating at this juncture would be a huge flaw. As long as we lead our troops to pursue and fight with the Yellow Turban Navy, we can magnify this chaos and annihilate the Yellow Turban Navy in one fell swoop!
Except for some initial hesitation, Zhou Yu's entire command was very decisive, and the Wu general regained his confidence.

Thousands of ships of all sizes rushed downstream in a mighty manner following Zhou Yu's command. Determined to decide the outcome in one battle, they naturally did not hold back at all. Almost all of the fleets deployed by Wu and Shu on the Jiangcheng defense line came out in full force, with the fleets spaced an unknown number of miles apart in front of the river. The spectacular scene would inevitably shock anyone who saw it.

At this time, Liu Bei and Sun Quan, who were watching the battle on the shore, also felt this shock.

This huge navy fleet with thousands of sails and powerful ships belongs to them. Now, this most powerful fleet in the world is about to help them defeat the Yellow Turbans and win the victory!

"Is our army going to win?" Sun Quan could no longer sit still, and stood up from the imperial platform, holding the railing tightly with both hands, his tone expectant and excited.

Not to mention Sun Quan, even Liu Bei was not in a good mood at this time, and he laughed loudly: "Zhou Gongjin is indeed a hero of the time. The navy is so brave under his command that even the Yellow Turbans can't get any advantage. This time we chase them and we will definitely return victorious!"

Liu Bei was also unable to sit still. He had been running around for most of his life, and the Yellow Turban Rebellion was the beginning of his nightmare.

When thinking of the death of his third brother Zhang Fei, the flame of hatred in Liu Bei's heart could not be extinguished. He wished he could catch Xu Chen and grind his bones to ashes, but unfortunately this had always been just his fantasy.

Starting from Youzhou, every time he fought against the Yellow Turbans, he ended up in disgrace, which was something Liu Bei considered a shame.

Now, he is shouldering the great mission of restoring the Han Dynasty, but Xu Chen is also his biggest enemy. Liu Bei ponders day and night, and the only thing he wants is how to successfully launch a northern expedition against Xuan Xia. Unfortunately, Xuan Xia's strength makes him almost despair.

Now, finally, in the water battle, I see hope.

As long as they win here and destroy the Yellow Turban navy, the two countries of Wu and Shu can have peace for at least a few years.

After that, he worked hard to govern the country, stabilize Shu, conquer Zhang Lu in the north and the barbarians in the south, give benefits to the common people to win their hearts, and use Shu as a base to plan big things. Why should he worry about his career not prospering?
At this moment, Liu Bei had already imagined the magnificent scene of himself leading his troops to the Northern Expedition.

As long as the navy wins this battle and continues along this path, the future does not seem so hopeless.

Although Zhuge Liang was unwilling to follow him and even bluntly said that Shu Han would not be able to rule for ten years, which made Liu Bei very dissatisfied, Liu Bei had to admit that Zhuge Liang's advice on Shu Han's strategic planning during the Longzhong meeting was indeed very constructive.

If one wants to achieve great things, Shu is the only foundation for his hegemony that he can rely on.

Everything depends on this battle. If the Xuanxia navy can be destroyed, it will be impossible for Xuanxia to raise a navy of this scale again within a few years. On the contrary, Wu and Shu can strengthen their navy again. With the imbalance of power on the water between the two sides, they may be able to achieve a situation of dividing the river and ruling separately.

The direction of the world situation in the next ten years depends on this decisive battle, and the direction of this decisive battle depends on the current naval battle. The outcome of the naval battle depends on now!
At this moment, Liu Bei and Sun Quan's heartbeats were even more rapid than those of the soldiers on the battlefield.

"Come here, prepare the horses!" Liu Bei shouted, and the Shu Han guards around him immediately obeyed his orders.

Seeing this, Sun Quan reluctantly turned his gaze away from the water and looked at Liu Bei, not understanding what Liu Bei meant.

"Emperor Wu, please do not blame me. The battle will soon be fought downstream. This place is no longer suitable for watching the battle. I will ride my horse eastward and follow you. I will definitely witness the outcome of this battle!"

Liu Bei laughed, jumped on his horse, and headed east under the protection of his guards.

Sun Quan suddenly came to his senses. Yes, this time the pursuit was going downstream, and soon the center of the battlefield would not be visible from here. Only by following on the shore could he continue to observe the situation.

"Come here, prepare my horse, quickly."

Sun Quan did not delay and immediately called for horses, imitating Liu Bei's example. After mounting the horses, he quickly ran downstream and soon caught up with Liu Bei and his party.

The two emperors of Shu Han and Wu Kingdom rode their horses together. This scene was rare in the world. Since ancient times, kings had never met each other. It was only because the two sides had a common enemy like Xuan Xia that they could get along so harmoniously.

The two men followed on horseback, observing the warships of both sides drifting downstream on the river.

Upon seeing this, they were even more delighted.

Liu Bei laughed loudly: "Well, well, well, the Yellow Turban navy is in chaos. It's not easy to retreat now. Turning around in the river is a difficult task, not to mention such a large fleet turning around at the same time. It would be strange if there is no chaos. Our army will win this battle!"

Sun Quan was startled, and when he looked in the direction he saw that the Yellow Turban fleet was completely out of control.

A large number of warships intended to turn around and retreat, but at this time because it was too crowded and the Wu Shu navy was pressing from behind, the Xuan Xia navy began to panic. For a time, collisions among their warships occurred frequently. From a distance, they looked like ants on a hot pan, with no order at all.

At this point, Sun Quan no longer cared about maintaining his imperial dignity and slapped his thigh, "We won, we really won!"

(End of this chapter)