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Dozens of small boats, packed with oil, straw, and sulphur, were set ablaze and sent drifting toward the chained behemoths of Cao Cao's navy. When they struck, the result was a hellscape. Because the ships were chained, the fire leapt from mast to mast like a living predator. The screams of men and the hiss of boiling water drowned out the sound of the gale.

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. Romance of the Three Kingdoms

Cao Cao laughed, a sharp, cold sound. "The wind changes for those with the ambition to command it." Dozens of small boats, packed with oil, straw,

"General," Cao Cao said, his voice raspy. "Do you remember the robes I gave you? The feasts?" The screams of men and the hiss of

As the third watch began, the air grew unnaturally still. Then, a sudden, violent gust ripped from the southeast. "The wind!" Zhou Yu roared. "Launch the fire ships!"

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.