My Three Kingdoms is not right

Liu Xun watched as Lü Bu's army approached from afar, when a semi-transparent system notification suddenly appeared before his eyes:

[System notification: Player is detected commanding the battle, and their strategy value is greater than the enemy general's intelligence.]

[Would you like to spend 10 Strategy Points to draw a Secret Strategy?]

Liu Xun's expression twisted slightly.

My strategy points are down to only 50.

And yet, it was still judged as successful!

Just how low is Lu Bu's intelligence stat?

He took a deep breath and silently chanted in his mind, "Draw."

[10 Strategy Points Consumed. Remaining Strategy Points: 40.]

Congratulations to the player who obtained the "Duel" skill pack!

[Duel: Use provocation to directly target the opponent's commander's weakness, greatly increasing the chance of the opponent's commander accepting your duel to decide the outcome. Effective only in this battle.]

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Liu Xun stared at the description for a long time in silence.

A one-on-one duel with Lü Bu?

Lü and Bu.

Is this system insane?

That unparalleled flying general. That Lü Bu, who single-handedly defeated the eighteen warlords at Hulao Pass with his halberd. That Lü Bu, who shot an arrow through the gate, terrifying Yuan Shu's 100,000-strong army.

What am I supposed to do, fight one-on-one?

An elderly man went bungee jumping, rode a shared bicycle against traffic at high speed, and used a bomb as a hot water bottle.

So you're just tired of living, right?

Forget it, we can't count on this trench system.

Rely on yourself!

……

Lu Bu's army marched in with overwhelming force. The commotion of the men and horses caused the sand and stones on Tangshan Mountain to tremble.

Liu Xun stood atop the stockade wall, his hand on the hilt of his sword, his gaze piercing through the morning mist, fixed on the unfolding torrent below the mountain.

"Crossbowmen, prepare!" Xu Huang's voice rang out, as calm and steady as ever.

Three hundred powerful crossbows were loaded and raised simultaneously, their cold arrowheads pointing down the mountain.

Lu Bu's cavalry did not immediately launch a charge. They stopped about four hundred paces from the stockade wall and began to adjust their formation.

Liu Xun squinted and saw an exceptionally tall figure riding back and forth on horseback under the banner with the character "吕" on it. The halberd gleamed with a chilling light in the morning light.

Lü Bu was observing.

She was not reckless in battle.

Although this woman has a low intelligence (it's less than 50 anyway), she possesses the natural instincts of a top predator on the battlefield.

No wonder it has the nickname "Fierce Tiger".

"Your Highness, that's Gao Shun over there." Zhao Yun's voice rang out beside Liu Xun, carrying an unusual solemnity.

Liu Xun followed her gaze into the distance. Through the rising dust, he could vaguely see the rear flank of Lü Bu's army, where a force of several hundred infantrymen was arrayed.

They stood there as soldiers helped them don heavy armor and handed them halberds and shields.

This is the legendary Trapped Camp.

The most elite infantry in Lü Bu's army.

In a Bingzhou army renowned for its cavalry, the most fearsome force was surprisingly this infantry unit. This speaks volumes about their fighting prowess.

Liu Xun's complexion grew increasingly worse.

"Crazy woman!"

He simply couldn't understand why Lü Bu would abandon Xiapi and Cao Cao, instead choosing to fight him to the death.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that Lü Bu only had his eye on his camp; otherwise, he would have offered it up without hesitation and sent him as far away as possible.

From afar, one could see Lü Bu raising his halberd and pointing it at the camp.

"Waaah—"

The sound of horns ripped through the silence of the early morning.

A light cavalry force of about three hundred men charged forward.

The horses' hooves crushed the dew-soaked earth, and the cavalrymen let out sharp whistles, sounding more like they were hunting than attacking an enemy stronghold.

"Hold on!" Xu Huang's voice was like an iron nail, driven into the ears of every soldier.

One hundred and fifty steps. The antlers lay silently across the slope, their sharp branches like the fangs of death.

Eighty steps.

"put!"

Three hundred crossbow bolts were released simultaneously. The dense rain of arrows, like a black wall, crashed head-on into the charging cavalry. The first dozen or so riders were instantly thrown to the ground, their screams and cries mingling and carrying far on the morning breeze.

But the Bingzhou cavalry were, after all, battle-hardened elites. The moment the crossbow bolts were fired, they began to scatter, using their horses' mobility to dodge the subsequent hail of arrows. More cavalry had already charged past the deer antler area—

Then it crashed into a trench.

The trench wasn't deep, but at Liu Xun's suggestion, Xu Huang had sharpened wooden stakes driven diagonally into the bottom of the trench.

When the first cavalrymen, horses and all, tumbled into the trench and were impaled by the spikes at the bottom, the cavalrymen behind them realized that this was no ordinary defensive fortification. They tried to rein in their horses, but were pushed forward by their comrades behind them.

"Fire the crossbows!" Xu Huang's voice was as cold as iron.

The second volley of crossbow bolts was fired, at closer range and with greater destructive power.

The cavalry finally couldn't hold out any longer.

Lu Bu's army's first charge left behind more than forty corpses and wounded soldiers within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and they retreated in disarray.

A cheer erupted from the stockade wall.

The soldiers of the Imperial Guards, who had been under the pressure of Lü Bu's army, were able to catch their breath and release their tension.

"Silence!" Xu Huang shouted sternly, his face tense.

Before he finished speaking, the bugle call sounded again from the foot of the mountain.

This time, it's not just one road.

Lu Bu was clearly just testing the waters.

She gave the defenders no time to catch their breath and launched a second wave of attack.

This time, three cavalry units, totaling more than 800 men, were deployed, advancing simultaneously from the north, east, and west.

To make matters worse, the armored Trapped Battalion had already moved forward from the rear.

Their ranks were neat and they moved slowly. Although they were still far apart, there was a suffocating sense of oppression about them.

It's like a moving iron wall.

Xu Huang quickly adjusted the deployment, concentrating the crossbowmen on the front and deploying the remaining infantry in the trenches.

Three cavalry units simultaneously crashed into the Imperial Guard's defensive line.

This impact is far more intense than the first wave.

The spearmen behind the stockade wall thrust their spears out from the gaps in the wall, pointing them diagonally forward. But the cavalry did not charge directly at the stockade wall. Instead, they threw ropes to lasso the deer antlers, and several horses pulled together, dragging down the sharp wooden stakes one by one; other cavalrymen threw the sacks of earth off their horses and into the trench.

Although the Imperial Guards' crossbow bolts were dense, the cavalry moved swiftly, and their losses were limited. In less than a quarter of an hour, most of the antlers on the front of the camp had been cleared, and several sections of the trenches had been filled in.

The eastern section of the stockade wall is the weakest point. Due to time constraints last night, this section of the wall was only erected to a height of about half a person.

After clearing away the outer obstacles, the enemy troops swarmed forward and smashed a breach in the stockade wall.

Xu Huang drew his ring-pommel sword and was the first to charge towards the gap.

A Bingzhou cavalryman had just burst through the gap when he ran headlong into this fierce general. Xu Huang dodged the thrust of the lance by sidestepping it, and swung his great axe diagonally upwards, cleaving the cavalryman and his armor from his horse.

The elite soldiers behind her swarmed forward, thrusting their spears wildly, forcefully pushing back the enemy cavalry that followed.

The fiercest fighting took place at the western wall. Although the wall there was intact, its slope was gentler, allowing the cavalry to charge more quickly. Sun Shangxiang and Sun Yi stood side by side behind the wall, the young girl's bowstring already stained with blood.

"Left!" Sun Shangxiang fired an arrow, striking an enemy cavalryman who was trying to climb the wall squarely in the face. Sun Yi, meanwhile, thrust his spear at an enemy soldier who was scaling the wall on the other side, the tip of the spear piercing the soldier's shoulder, blood splattering all over her face.

"Fourth brother! Behind us!" Sun Shangxiang cried out in alarm.

Before Sun Yi could turn around, a saber was already slashing towards the back of her neck.