Romance Of The - Three Kingdoms

Cao Cao watched his dreams of empire liquefy in the heat. "To the horses!" he commanded, his face illuminated by the orange glow of his own defeat.

Guan Yu remained silent, his long beard fluttering in the cold morning air. His duty was to Liu Bei, his brother by oath. But his soul was bound by the debt of a gentleman. With a heavy sigh, Guan Yu stepped aside, lowering his blade. "Pass," Guan Yu whispered. Romance of the Three Kingdoms

But across the water, in the hidden alcoves of the , the wind was being whispered to by a different master. Zhuge Liang , the "Sleeping Dragon," sat in a simple Taoist robe, eyes closed. Beside him, the fiery Zhou Yu paced like a caged tiger. They were an impossible alliance: the desperate remnants of Liu Bei’s virtuous vagabonds and the proud, wealthy forces of Eastern Wu. "Is the altar ready?" Zhou Yu asked, his voice tight. Cao Cao watched his dreams of empire liquefy in the heat

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long, bloody shadows over the Yangtze River. On the deck of a massive war galley, stood with his hands clasped behind his back, staring at the flickering campfires of the southern bank. He had a million men at his back—or so he told the world—and the scent of a unified China was finally in the air. His duty was to Liu Bei, his brother by oath