"Hmph, let me measure the weight of you, Zhou Yu." Guo Jia coldly sneered as he gazed into the distance of South Huai River. After freeing his hands, Guo Jia finally concentrated his focus on Zhou Yu across the way.
Soon, Zhou Yu felt a kind of constraint, not the kind where warships would be slightly suppressed by stone throwers, but a chaotic situation that he couldn't perfectly control, causing trouble in his own strategy.
"Guo Jia isn't simple either. But, fundamentally, you can't bypass one point if you want to deal with me, and that is you have to cross the Huai River." Zhou Yu muttered to himself as he looked at the map.
Although Guo Jia started mobilizing Liu Bei's southern forces, increasing the pressure on Zhou Yu's defense line, he was well-prepared, and Guo Jia couldn't break it just by mentioning it.
