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.
"The wind is against us, Prime Minister," a strategist whispered. Romance of the Three Kingdoms
Cao Cao laughed, a sharp, cold sound. "The wind changes for those with the ambition to command it." Guan Yu remained silent, his long beard fluttering
"The heavens do not give gifts," Zhuge Liang replied, opening his eyes. "They only offer opportunities. To burn a forest, one must first ensure the trees are dry." With a heavy sigh, Guan Yu stepped aside, lowering his blade
The "God of War" stood in the center of the narrow pass, his Green Dragon Crescent Blade gleaming. Cao Cao stopped. He knew Guan Yu’s honour was his only weapon left. Years ago, Cao Cao had treated Guan Yu with supreme respect when he was a captive.
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!"