My Three Kingdoms is not right

Sunlight slanted across the dusty training ground.

Liu Xun, dressed in a simple blue outfit, stood tall and straight like a pine tree, his gaze towards the women calm yet sharp.

Yang Xiu blushed slightly.

Although she believed she had done her best, in the end, she still failed to manage these noble ladies for her fiancé.

The noble ladies might disregard Mu Qing and even dare to bargain with Yang Xiu, but none dared to be presumptuous in front of the distinguished Liu Xun, and they all bowed respectfully.

"Greetings, Your Highness!"

Liu Xun nodded slightly to Yang Xiu, then deliberately paused for a long time before speaking again: "Get up, all of you."

The noble ladies felt the pressure; after straightening up, they all lowered their heads, not daring to provoke him.

Liu Xun casually pointed to someone and asked, "Who are you?"

Guo Ran, who was pointed at, trembled and quickly bowed in reply:

"Your Highness, I am Guo Ran, the second daughter of Minister Guo Pu..."

"wrong!"

Liu Xun interrupted her directly.

Guo Ran: ? ? ?

But then Liu Xun said, "Here, you are Guo Ran, the Tiger General of the Great Han!"

Guo Ran opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Liu Xun's gaze swept over everyone:

"You are the same."

"In my eyes, you are not someone's second daughter, someone's legitimate daughter, or someone's niece—"

"You are yourselves."

"They are the mighty warriors of our Han Dynasty!"

"I'm letting you join the army not because of your mothers' official positions, your ancestors' social standing, or your families' political stances!"

"I don't care about any 'support'!"

"If we're really talking about status, who among you can compare to me, Liu Xun?"

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone was stunned by these words.

Then, they heard a firm voice:

"What I value are your martial arts skills, your knowledge, and your insight!"

"It's you!"

"You have endured hardship and practiced martial arts since childhood, which is why you can ride a horse and draw a bow. You study diligently every day, which is why you are well-versed in military strategy and orders."

"You have a higher starting point and greater potential than ordinary soldiers. If you are willing to work hard, you will become the backbone of this imperial guard and a pillar of the revival of the Han Dynasty."

The noble ladies all raised their heads without realizing it.

Looking at the handsome young man in the sunlight, meeting his bright eyes, I felt something in my blood being touched.

They grew up in the shadow of their mothers, and people always introduced them as "the daughter of so-and-so" or "so-and-so's daughter," without even mentioning their own names.

They themselves have long been accustomed to and take for granted the privileges brought by this "blessing".

But as young people, who is willing to live in the identity they were born with?

Upon hearing this, even the most lazy and lethargic noblewoman became serious.

Liu Xun paced ahead of them: "But the premise is that you must put away your arrogance and extravagance, and put aside your family background and social status."

"What I need are warriors who can fight on the front lines and protect our country! Comrades who will obey orders and share life and death with us!"

"In my military camp, you have only one identity—the Imperial Guards of the Han Dynasty!"

For a moment, the women's breathing became heavy.

The young man before me seemed to be burning with the passion that only a woman could possess!

"If you feel you can't endure this hardship, can't stand this constraint, and think you can be superior just because of your family's wealth," Liu Xun pointed to the camp gate, "then take off your pheasant-feathered hat, untie the official seal from your waist, and leave this place now!"

The drill ground was extremely quiet.

The ordinary soldiers in the distance also stopped training and looked over.

After a long silence, Zhao Zhen raised her head and clenched her fist: "Your Highness, I am willing to stay."

"I'm willing too."

"Me too."

A few scattered sounds began, then grew louder and louder.

Looking at Liu Xun's profile, Yang Xiu was filled with admiration.

He's really special... as if he can always ignite the spark hidden in other people's hearts.

"Your Highness, we are willing to remain in the Imperial Guard." Just then, Zhong Xiang's voice came from behind the crowd:

"But are we supposed to practice walking and standing with those ordinary soldiers?"

"Even if we have the same posture and walk in perfect unison, will we be able to win a battle?"

Upon hearing this, the noble ladies all nodded in agreement.

Liu Xun smiled slightly.

"As Sun Tzu's Art of War says: 'Governing a large number is like governing a small number; this is about division of labor. Fighting a large number is like fighting a small number; this is about tactics and command.' This speaks to the importance of organization and command."

"The Tiger Warriors are infantry. In battle, strict discipline is more important than individual bravery."

Zhong Xiang raised his head and said, "My mother was a captain in the Northern Army's Longshui Cavalry, and she never made me practice these things!"

Liu Xun looked at her, then at the noble ladies behind him and the ordinary soldiers in the distance, and suggested:

"Instead of just talking here, let's have a competition."

"You each select one hundred men, and I will choose one hundred from the newly recruited ordinary soldiers. Five days later, we will have a drill to determine the winner. How about that?"

The noble ladies all stared wide-eyed.

"Isn't fighting them just bullying them?" Zhong Xiang could hardly believe his ears. "Your Highness must be joking?"

"I'm not joking. If you win, you won't have to participate in basic training. If you lose, you won't be allowed to ask for special privileges in the military from now on."

"But those soldiers have only been training for a little over ten days..." Yang Xiu couldn't help but whisper a reminder.

"It's alright."

Liu Xun looked around at everyone: "So, do you dare?"

This statement is like stirring up a hornet's nest.

"Of course I dare!"

"Let's compete!"

"Your Highness, you'll regret this!"

The noble ladies were filled with excitement, and even those who were initially hesitant were now stirred by their competitive spirit.

Zhong Xiang clenched his fists, his eyes burning with fighting spirit:

"Your Highness, in five days we will show you—"

"What is true martial arts skill!"

……

Five days later.

The drill ground was completely surrounded, with the Imperial Guards and officials from the Court of Imperial Sacrifices all standing on the sidelines watching the battle.

Yang Xiu stood on the platform, his palms damp.

She looked at the noble ladies' group on her left—one hundred women, all well-dressed, tall and slender, with an imposing presence.

Zhong Xiang stood at the head of the group, his expression arrogant, radiating fighting spirit.

On the right was the new recruit team personally led by Liu Xun. They wore the issued vermilion leather armor, were generally thin, and their facial expressions were somewhat stiff due to tension.

Your Highness, what are you thinking...?

Yang Xiu sighed inwardly and reiterated the rules: "...The end of the stick is wrapped in cloth and dipped in lime. The person hit by it is eliminated."

"...You must follow the referee's instructions."

"Those who intentionally cause injury will be dealt with according to military law."

She paused, then added, "Neither team's captains will participate in the battle."

This was a clause she insisted on adding.

Because she didn't want to see Liu Xun get hurt.

"start!"

The flag was lowered.

"Sisters!" Zhong Xiang shouted, raising his arms.

"Let those farmers see what real martial arts are!"

"Break them down!"

"kill!!!"

The hundred noble ladies were like a hundred tigers unleashed from their cages, exuding an astonishing aura.

They were strong and skilled in martial arts. At this moment, they charged forward with all their might, and the arena was filled with dust and murderous intent!

The other noble ladies watching erupted in thunderous cheers:

"good!!!"

"Charge!!!"

"Let Your Highness witness our might!"

The majority of ordinary soldiers remained silent.

Many people lowered their heads, unable to bear watching any longer.