Chapter 6: The Drunkard Chunyu Qiong

Guo Yuan shook his head, his large face with a twisted beard appearing particularly serious: "Along the way, I instructed the soldiers to proceed with caution, conducting thorough investigations, and there have been no signs of Cao's troops appearing."

The cavalry continued for a while and reached a point just a hundred paces away from the Wuchao camp, when suddenly Guo Yuan raised his hand and shouted loudly: "The entire army, halt!"

The sentry on the watchtower lit a torch and shouted loudly, "Is there a token and a general's flag to prove it?"

Yuan Shang's mind was suddenly filled with a cloud of confusion.

Leading Yuan Shang to the main tent of the central army in Wuchao, just as they arrived at the entrance of the tent, a series of ghastly howls resembling "hum hum ha pi" echoed from within, akin to the unsettling sound of nails scraping against a blackboard, particularly chilling.

Wuchao is located forty li outside Yuan Jun's camp. This distance is neither long nor short. Yuan Shang's two thousand cavalry and infantry hurried along, taking about more than an hour to arrive in haste.

Chunyu Qiong, with a radiant complexion, clearly had not refrained from drinking. With a dazed look, he pointed at Yuan Shang and foolishly laughed, "Whose girl is this, looking so fair and clean? Not bad, not bad. Come, come, come in and join the master for a drink."

"Third Young Master?" Chunyu Qiong was clearly quite drunk, his large, cow-like eyes filled with a look of confusion. He scratched his head and asked in bewilderment, "Isn't the Third Young Master a man? When did he grow into such a big girl?"

After a considerable amount of time, Chunyu Qiong finally revealed a look of realization, exclaiming in astonishment: "My dear mother, it truly is the Third Young Master!"

The school officer, with a face full of embarrassment, whispered: "Young Master, do not be alarmed. General Chunyu is naturally carefree and enjoys music after drinking. He has had a few more jars tonight and is somewhat intoxicated; I believe he is currently singing a tune."

General Chunyu. Yuan Shang cleared his throat heavily and explained with dissatisfaction: "I have always been male from childhood to adulthood, without any deviation. I hope you can wipe your eyes well and take a good look."

A lieutenant let out a long sigh in resignation and said to Yuan Shang, "In response to the Third Young Master, General Chunyu is currently taking a brief rest in the camp"

Among this army, one individual donned a bright silver armor, seated upon a gray-maned steed. A hint of tension flickered across his youthful and handsome face. It goes without saying that he was Yuan Shao's third son, Yuan Shang

Yuan Shang's companion, Guo Yuan, frowned and shouted loudly: "The Third Young Master is asking you a question! Did you not hear? Where is Chunyu Qiong himself?"

Yuan Shang nodded and asked, "Are there any suspicious areas nearby that indicate the presence of Cao's army?"

From a distance, one can see the Wuchao camp divided into three encampments, elegantly standing amidst the mountains, nestled within the well-arranged surrounding hills. The area around the camp is dense with lush foliage, and although the paths are narrow, they are not perilous. Were it not for the ongoing turmoil of war, this place could indeed be considered a scenic resort.

No!

Fortunately, Guo Yuan, with his keen eyes and quick hands, swiftly supported Yuan Shang.

At this moment, Chunyu Qiong was still unaware of how to deal with the library affairs, and continued to embrace Yuan Shang, laughing and joking with a carefree demeanor

"With such a terrible voice, how can you even think of singing a tune?" Yuan Shang shuddered all over and said, "You, General Chunyu, truly have a sense of style."

Hahaha, Third Young Master, you are my dear nephew! My beloved nephew! Come! Bow to your uncle!

No, it is not that General Chunyu would dare to do such a thing; it is merely that he...

Oh, Chunyu Qiong, having drunk too much, was indeed obedient; when asked to wipe his eyes, he actually did so, rubbing and rubbing for a while, nearly gouging out his eyeballs

Before the words were finished, Chunyu Qiong suddenly embraced Yuan Shang, jumping up in excitement and foolishly laughing, "Third Young Master, hahahaha, it really is the Third Young Master, today I have finally seen him alive!"

As soon as the voice fell, a disheveled and intoxicated man, reeking of alcohol, staggered out from within the tent.

Chunyu Qiong laughed heartily, suddenly clapping Yuan Shang on the shoulder. His expression turned serious as he said: "Third Young Master, I was once a colleague of your father in the Western Garden's Eight Cavalry, and we are old friends. By seniority, you should address me as 'uncle', so go ahead and call me one!"

Yuan Shang pondered for a moment and said: "Since they have already arrived, there is no reason to turn back. Guo Yuan, go and have the camp open the gates. I want to meet Chunyu Qiong and give him a reminder to be more vigilant in the coming days"

Guo Yuan rode swiftly to the Wuchao camp and called out loudly: "Soldiers guarding the camp, I am Guo Yuan, a trusted general under Master Yuan San. Master Yuan has personally come to discuss matters with you. Quickly relay this to General Chunyu, and instruct him to come out of the camp to welcome us!"

Guo Yuan raised the token in his hand: "Look carefully, do not let your eyes deceive you, place the flag one hundred paces behind me!"

Regarding the words spoken by Yuan Shang, Guo Yuan did not fully understand. As a brash man who had been promoted by Yuan Shang, he only knew to strictly follow the orders of the Third Master and never concerned himself with anything else

Yuan Shang's expression changed as he said: "Is it so difficult for you to say this? Was I dead before?"

"Return to the Third Young Master, General Chunyu is quite drunk. If you wish to wake him up urgently, the only way is to pour horse urine into him"

After glancing around at the welcoming generals, Yuan Shang noticed that the formation of this group was quite chaotic. How should one put it? It was as if a group of lambs stood on the grassland, lacking a leading shepherd.

In the early hours, the gates of Wuchao Fort were wide open, and a group of deputy generals clad in the armor of the military officers quickly emerged, standing on either side at the entrance of the main camp, preparing to receive the guests. Upon seeing Yuan Shang's mount approaching, they all clasped their hands in salute and shouted in unison: "We, the undersigned officers, pay our respects to the Third Young Master!"

"Which one of you is Chunyu Qiong?" Yuan Shang searched around but could not discern any distinguishing features.

Yuan Shang nodded and said: "Alright, this method is quite satisfying. Pass my order immediately to the soldiers responsible for feeding the horses to bring me two jin of horse urine, the more concentrated the better. Remember, it must be fresh, not stale!"

Upon hearing this, the school lieutenant's features contorted, and his small face trembled as if he were about to cry. However, since Yuan Shang had specifically named him, how could he dare to disobey

With the issuance of Guo Yuan's command, two thousand soldiers halted their steps one by one, forming a defensive formation in front of the Wuchao camp

The crowd collectively wiped their sweat

Yuan Shang was still recovering from a cold when he suddenly caught a whiff of this scent, and his mind immediately buzzed with a sound, causing a wave of dizziness that nearly made him faint.

Yuan Shang waved his hand casually, indicating that they need not be overly formal. At this moment, he was not in good health; after riding for an hour, he was already feeling sore in his waist and back. If he were to climb to the fifth floor now, it would certainly be a struggle.

"Haven't they arrived?" Yuan Shang looked up at the bright sky and muttered to himself, "On a moonless night, it's a good time for murder; on a windy night, it's ideal for arson. With the moonlight so bright tonight, it is not conducive to such nefarious activities. If I were Cao Cao, I wouldn't choose such a clear night to come. The Cao army is unlikely to arrive tonight."

Yuan Shang felt a chill run through his body, unable to suppress a heavy shiver. He pointed at the camp in astonishment and said, "What is going on? Did General Chunyu get bitten by a dog?"

Yuan Shang waved his hand and said: "Forget it, I have urgent matters to attend to. If he doesn't come, I will go find him; it doesn't matter much. Where is he? Please lead me there."

The sky has gradually darkened, with countless stars accentuating a bright moon hanging in the sky. Its pure light resembles a delicate veil, shrouding this land that is both drenched in blood and teeming with vitality

A long belch erupted from his large mouth, reeking so foully that it could be distinctly smelled from a considerable distance away

Guo Yuanhu glared and angrily said: "How audacious! The Third Young Master has arrived, yet he still dares to sleep soundly in the camp? Does he not regard the Third Young Master at all? This is utterly outrageous!"

A group of school officials looked at me, and I looked at them, yet none dared to speak up

Third Young Master, what should we do now?

Turning his head to look at Guo Yuan, Yuan Shang's expression was clearly one of great anger: "Is there any way to make this bastard sober up faster?"

The adjutant beside him grew anxious, wiping his sweat as he walked to Chunyu Qiong's side and whispered, "General Chunyu, you must understand clearly, he is indeed the third son of our lord!"

No!

At this moment, in front of the Wuchao camp, a troop is slowly advancing. This unit is proceeding with great caution, with soldiers on both sides vigilantly scanning their surroundings to check for any suspicious signs.

The sentry raised his torch to carefully verify, and after confirming there were no errors, he immediately turned and went into the fort to report.

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His deputy, Guo Yuan, wielded a large saber and rode a fierce-looking black warhorse. While directing the soldiers to scout back and forth, he said to Yuan Shang: "Third Young Master, ahead is Wuchao!"

"Finally recognized, you are quite perceptive," Yuan Shang scoffed, his expression turning serious as he said, "General Chunyu, it is not that I am criticizing you, but with the great battle approaching, you have been ordered to guard the crucial stronghold of Wuchao. It would be one thing if you were merely neglecting your duties, but take a look in the mirror and see what state you are in after drinking. With your current condition, how can you serve as a general under your father?"