Xiao Xun transmigrated to the Three Kingdoms era and helped Cao Cao sail smoothly all the way to the Battle of Red Cliffs.
But after everything went so well, Cao Cao grew overconfident.
Xiao Xun: “Chancellor, the Battle of Red Cliffs is fraught with danger. We are sure to lose. Please withdraw our troops!”
Cao Cao: “Xiao Xun, you're far too cautious. The tide of the world is in my favor! My talent is no less than Zhuge Liang's or Zhou Yu's. Taking this little Red Cliffs will be as easy as reaching into a bag!”
Xiao Xun: “The river is shrouded in fog, so the enemy can't launch a large-scale attack. Send a top general into battle and he'll surely capture their commander and defeat them in one stroke!”
Cao Cao: “That's not right. With the fog so thick, we can't see where the enemy is. We should defend ourselves with arrows!”
And so Zhuge Liang stood at the bow of a ship and shouted, “Thank you for the arrows, Chancellor!”
Xiao Xun: “Huang Gai has served the Sun family for three generations. This must be a feigned surrender!”
Cao Cao: “That's not right. Huang Gai is sincere in his surrender. There's no need to worry!”
They welcomed him, fell for the fire attack, and suffered a crushing defeat at Red Cliffs.
After Cao Cao gathered his scattered troops, he was consumed with regret.
“I should have listened to Xiao Xun! If I had, how could I have suffered such a defeat?”
“Reporting to the Chancellor: General Xiao... General Xiao has resigned and left.”
“What?!”
Cao Cao's expression changed dramatically. “Losing Xiao Xun is like cutting off both my arms!”