Chapter 700-War on Red Cliff
Translator: ryangohsf
Editor: Nora
The clear Han River flowed like a fierce tiger into the Changjiang. The river water and the freshwater did not mix together, forming a very obvious divide.
The voyage squadron that had obtained a huge victory went down the river and entered the Changjiang.
The splashing river continued to flow.
Ouyang Shuo stood at the front of the ship, looking out and thinking of a thousand year poem.
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East flows the mighty Yangtze River,
Its rolling waves have washed away all the heroes.
In the blink of an eye,
Our rights, wrongs, gains, and losses are all in vain.
However, green hills still remain here as ever.
How often have we enjoyed the rosy setting sun?
A gray-haired man stands on this fishing bank alone,
He is so used to the spring wind and autumn moon.
It's a real joy of reunion over a pot of nice wine,
