周瑜在军营帐篷里来回踱着步,一只飞蛾在案台上的火烛旁飞来飞去。帐篷里忽暗忽明,帐篷门口站岗的士兵叹了口气,他明白帐篷里的人一定正被什么事烦恼着,但同时他也明白像他这样的小人物又怎能替一个东吴大将着想,此时,帘幡被掀开了,周瑜从里面走了出来,一身的银甲在月光的照耀下闪闪发光。他的脸上没有表情,看上去像是在犹豫什么,又好像是下定了决心。周瑜就这样站了很久,旁边的士兵也只好就这样陪他站着。一时间,天地显得无限宽广,星星满布在黑色的夜空中,就好似一颗颗珍珠撒落在了黑色的绸缎上。周瑜开始回想起几天前的事来…… Zhou Yu stepped back and forth in a barracks tent. A moth flew up and down the candlestick on the desk. The tent flickered, and the soldiers standing guard at the entrance of the tent sighed. He understood that the people in the tent must be troubled by something. But at the same time, he also understood how a small person like him could think of a general of Dongwu. At this point, curtains were opened, and Zhou Yu came out from the inside, and all the silver armor glittered under the moonlight. No expression on his face, it looks like hesitant, but also seems to have made up his mind. Zhou Yu stood this way for a long time, and the soldiers next to him just had to stand with him. For a time, heaven and earth appeared infinitely broad, and the stars were covered in a black night sky. It was as if a single pearl had fallen on black silk. Zhou Yu started to think back to what happened a few days ago...