My Three Kingdoms is not right

In the first year of Jian'an (200 AD), in Luoyang.

Outside the Yang'an Hall of the Southern Palace, where the emperor resided, a pot of soup was boiling, its steam rising like mist.

Two rows of female soldiers stood neatly in front of the pot. They held earthenware bowls and waited for the meal to be served, but most of their burning gazes were directed at the young man wielding a knife to chop the meat by the pot.

The boy's name was Liu Xun.

He tucked his sleeves around his wrists, his twin swords flashing like lightning, his movements fluid and graceful.

"Wait a moment, chopping it into smaller pieces will make it easier to digest."

Liu Xun looked up and smiled at them.

"!!!"

The female soldiers immediately lowered their heads in embarrassment, their cheeks flushed.

His Highness smiled at me!

"We're not in a hurry."

"Your Highness, be careful not to cut your hand!"

"Don't tire yourself out, Your Highness. Our stomachs are very strong; we can digest even grass."

……

Hearing the concerned voices all around him, Liu Xun felt secretly pleased.

She deliberately raised her forearm and gently brushed a stray strand of hair from her forehead behind her ear.

As expected, he charmed them again, causing a collective gasp.

Liu Xun had actually begun to get used to this subtle, upside-down art style.

That's right, he himself was the culprit.

Even though I was playing a strategy game, I couldn't resist downloading some "cute female general avatar pack".

As a result, when I started a new game, I inexplicably found myself transported to another dimension of this Three Kingdoms game.

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the world was in chaos.

All the civil and military officials have become cute girls. Their lifespans are still limited, but their appearance ages extremely slowly.

Liu Xun's first reaction: This is a good thing!

But this dimension clearly has its own balancing laws—it directly alters the rules of the world.

The physical constitutions of men and women have been reversed. Women are strong and robust, while men are generally weak and feeble.

That's why the Tiger Guards and Imperial Guards in front of you are all girls.

Men should just stay at home, obediently supporting their wives and teaching their daughters, and following their wives' lead.

This is terrible!

Fortunately, Liu Xun had a cheat code:

As his hands moved swiftly, the cleaver flashing, and semi-transparent system notifications kept refreshing in the void before him:

[Melee Experience +1]

[Cooking experience +1]

……

Yes, in this world, grinding for experience can upgrade skills and improve attributes.

and,

Liu Xun discovered a bug!

It's not just practicing slashing and piercing that increases "blade experience"; even cutting vegetables with a kitchen knife counts!

Practice chopping and hacking with a knife, doing 200 strokes a day until your arms go weak.

A kitchen knife can chop vegetables very quickly, but with a dual-blade technique, it's like chopping dumpling filling—a few thousand cuts a day is like child's play.

By exploiting a bug, Liu Xun managed to raise his [White Blade] skill to level 4 in less than a month after transmigrating, earning an extra 8 points of martial prowess as a reward.

The once frail boy's body gradually grew stronger, and he even developed impressive abs.

However, there are also side effects—

The 8 charm points from the upgrade in [Cooking Skills] will propel his already outstanding looks toward becoming a "succubus".

"Okay, you can eat now."

Finely chopped wild vegetables were thrown into a bubbling pot, and the aroma of porridge filled the air instantly.

Liu Xun personally used a ceramic ladle to serve porridge to the female soldiers lined up one by one.

As the Han dynasty declined, even the mighty Imperial Guards could only fill their stomachs with wheat porridge mixed with wild vegetables.

But there was not a trace of dissatisfaction on their faces.

The person cooking for them is none other than the Emperor's younger brother, a golden branch and jade leaf of the Han imperial family, and the Princess Wannian, personally appointed by the late Emperor!

This prince, whose appearance was unparalleled, fell seriously ill during the escape and then fought alongside them as a man; upon arriving in Luoyang, he personally chopped vegetables and cooked meals for them every day.

But with this sentiment alone, it would be worth it even to eat tree bark, let alone make wild vegetable porridge.

"His Majesty has arrived!"

A high-pitched chant rang out, and everyone stopped what they were doing, kneeling and bowing in respect.

Liu Xun put down his spoon and went to greet the person who had come.

The young woman walking towards us had skin as white as snow, eyes as clear as stars, and wore a black imperial robe. Her every step exuded an air of imperial grace.

However, even the wide robes could not conceal her slender and delicate figure.

This was Liu Xie, the fifteen-year-old emperor of the Han Dynasty.

"Ah Xun!"

Before Liu Xun could even bow, Liu Xie strode forward and grasped his hand: "Why are you cooking again? Didn't I already have the eunuchs arrange it?"

The girl's fingertips were slightly cool, and her delicate features were filled with heartache.

"I sent him away." Liu Xun felt a little embarrassed as she held his hand. "I was just killing time anyway."

Liu Xie touched the thin calluses on his palms, his eyes reddening with pity: "A-Xun's status is so noble, yet now he has to show his face in public and do this kind of rough work..."

"These are extraordinary times," Liu Xun joked. "Even my elder sister has to eat coarse rice every day, doesn't she?"

Liu Xie pursed his cherry lips and looked around.

The palace was dilapidated and overgrown with weeds. Behind him, the eunuchs and court officials were all emaciated and pale.

She knew perfectly well that Liu Xun was working so hard to maintain morale and prevent the court from being completely at the mercy of others.

She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly: "I... I've wronged you."

"Once Your Majesty restores the Han Dynasty, you can make it up to me properly." Liu Xun couldn't bear to see a girl cry, so he quickly comforted her.

Liu Xie nodded vigorously: "It's a deal! Whatever A-Xun desires in the future, I will grant it!"

As the siblings were talking, the sound of rapid hoofbeats suddenly came from afar.

"Your Majesty, something terrible has happened! The bandits from Mangshan are here again, demanding grain!"

Liu Xie's appearance changed drastically.

After Dong Zhuo moved the capital, Luoyang was burned to the ground, and the eighteen warlords were disbanded on the spot, leaving the area unmanaged.

Mountain bandits ran rampant, and thieves roamed freely.

One of their groups, numbering over a thousand, was entrenched in the Mangshan Mountains north of Luoyang. A few days ago, while raiding the city, they encountered the still-unstable imperial court.

The officials had just fled from Chang'an and were like frightened birds. After discussing the matter, they sent a batch of grain to appease them.

Unexpectedly, the bandits, insatiable in their greed, returned.

"Where are Yang Feng, Han Xian, and Dong Cheng? Send them to suppress the bandits!"

The female soldier who delivered the message dared not raise her head: "All three of them used the excuse of being too busy with military affairs to refuse to send troops."

At present, the main military forces in Luoyang are in the hands of General Yang Feng, General Han Xian, and the Empress Dowager's maternal uncle Dong Cheng.

These three men have been busy vying for power and attacking each other lately, and they have become increasingly disrespectful to the emperor.

Liu Xie was so angry that he was about to say something, but Liu Xun gently pressed down on his shoulder.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty."

He turned around, faced the female soldiers who were eating, and said loudly:

"They're nothing but a rabble. What's there to fear if they swarm like ants? Before our elite Imperial Guards, they're nothing but chickens and dogs!"

"Soldiers, eat your fill, then follow me to meet the enemy!"

A flame ignited in the eyes of the female soldiers.

"promise!!"

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"The government troops look like they're about to attack!" The bandit's voice trembled violently as he delivered the message. "Leader, shall we make our escape?"

"Go away, my foot!" Feng Sizhu slapped her across the face. "What are you afraid of? We have over a thousand sisters, can't we handle a mere few dozen government troops?"

Despite her tough talk, Feng Sizhu was actually a little nervous inside. Only when she saw the men opposite her did she finally breathe a sigh of relief—the so-called imperial guards were nothing but a bunch of beggars!

The soldiers looked pale and sickly, their armor was tattered and worn, their weapons were of mixed quality, and even their horses were so thin that their ribs were almost showing.

That's it?

Seeing this, the other bandits also mustered their courage.

"Hey! What's with all this pretense?" Feng Sizhu, carrying a large sword, said disdainfully. "Go back and tell your emperor to hand over his grain and treasure obediently, or I'll have to take action!"

"Why don't we have her appoint the leader to a high-ranking official position?" a clever fellow suggested from the side.

"Well said!" Feng Sizhu's heart skipped a beat, and he laughed heartily: "I heard that Yang Feng and Han Xian used to be White Wave bandits. If they can become generals, why can't I?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the surrounding bandits roared in agreement, creating a noisy uproar.

"State your name if you come; I do not kill nameless nobodies!"

Suddenly, a clear male voice came from the opposite formation.

In a battlefield filled entirely with women, this voice seemed utterly out of place. Everyone was stunned.

Feng Sizhu squinted and saw a young man sitting upright on a horse in the ranks of the government troops, wearing silver armor and holding a horse spear.

Although his face was obscured by the helmet, making it difficult to see his entire appearance, one could tell from his voice that he was a young man.

She licked her thick lips, lewdly slapping her ample breasts: "I, Feng Sizhu, am here!"

"You wouldn't happen to be the emperor's favorite concubine, would you? Trying to kill me? Come back to the mountain stronghold with me, and I'll let you 'kill' me seven times in one night!"

The moment the lewd remark was uttered, it immediately provoked a burst of laughter from the bandits.

Liu Xun was too lazy to waste words with her, so he lightly tapped the horse's belly, thrust his spear forward, and leaped out.

He checked his attributes in the system panel:

[Combat Strength 71]

I specifically asked for the other person's name because I was afraid of running into a famous general from the Three Kingdoms period and losing my life in vain.

The name "Feng Sizhu" immediately suggests someone who's a complete nobody. A combat strength of 71 is more than enough to deal with this kind of trash.

"Protect His Highness!!"

These bandits dared to speak disrespectfully to their "white moonlight," and the female soldiers of the Tiger Guard had long been seething with anger. Seeing Liu Xun charge ahead, they roared and charged forward like tigers released from their cages.

"Well done! I'll capture you and make you my bandit husband!" Feng Sizhu wasn't flustered at all. He spurred his horse and rode forward with a strange laugh.

She was a seasoned bandit who had survived countless battles, so she wouldn't take a mere young man seriously.

puff.

...Huh?

The two figures passed each other.

Feng Sizhu looked down at the bloody hole that had suddenly appeared on his chest, his face showing horror.

Then his neck tilted to the side, and he fell off his horse.

"The leader is dead?" The bandits were dumbfounded.

"Your Highness is mighty!!" The morale of the Tiger Warriors soared, and their offensive became even more ferocious.

With their leader dead, the bandits were thrown into complete disarray. Despite their numerical superiority, they showed no will to fight and scattered like a flock of startled ducks, chased and hacked down by the Imperial Guards.

Liu Xun spurred his horse and knocked down two more thieves, unknowingly getting a little carried away:

Killing enemies requires close-quarters combat experience... which is much faster than chopping vegetables or dumpling filling.

Unfortunately, his subordinates who caught up with him held him firmly at his back.

"Your Highness, the outcome is already decided; you must not risk your life again!"

Liu Xun glanced at his warhorse, which was panting heavily beneath him—in these days, even people couldn't get enough to eat, and horses could only eat grass. Without horse feed, it really couldn't keep up with the charge.

He waved his hand helplessly:

"The bandit leader is dead; defeating him is sufficient, there's no need to pursue him further."

These bandits, having suffered this defeat, are now a disorganized mess and pose no further threat to the imperial court.

The battlefield gradually calmed down.

Suddenly, the thunderous sound of horses' hooves came from afar.

"Oh no, the bandits have another ambush!" The junior officer next to Liu Xun turned pale.

Liu Xun looked up in the direction of the sound.

Smoke and dust billowed into the sky, obscuring the sun, as a large army rolled in, circling the mountain pass ahead.

On the highest flagpole of the central army, a huge "Cao" character flag fluttered in the wind.

"Not a bandit."

Liu Xun murmured.

"Cao Cao is here."