Three Kingdoms: Conquer Wu from Maicheng with Cavalry and Swords, Don't Fall Behind

The enemy surrendered one after another, like lambs to the slaughter. Qi Ye seized the prisoners and interrogated them carefully, hoping to obtain some important information. Unfortunately, the prisoners were incompetent and evasive, offering no useful information whatsoever.

Guan Yinping's beautiful face lit up, and she exclaimed with sudden clarity, "General!"

The Martial Saint's expression changed from indifferent to earnest: "Have you encountered some trouble? Do you have a mission?"

Guan Yinping stood with her hand on her sword, exuding heroic spirit, her delicate eyebrows radiating a stern and imposing aura: "The enemy has retreated, so there's no trouble for now."

Qi Ye was slightly disappointed; he still wanted to complete the tasks and get the game rewards.

I once played a game where you could replay the tedious life of blacksmithing by installing a mod. Forging even gave you attribute points, and you could get legendary weapons. Slaying bandits and fighting sea pirates was a lot of fun.

The Martial Saint Maicheng's comeback against all odds is nothing special.

There was once a man whose parents were killed and whose siblings were kidnapped. The villagers pooled together a thousand dinars to search for his family. After thirty years of fighting in the south and north, the continent was finally unified.

Not to mention starting with a broken bowl, driving out the barbarians, recovering the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun, and unifying China.

The Martial Saint calmly asked, "What brings you here?"

Guan Yinping sensed the coldness in his tone and looked up at him with surprise, her phoenix eyes slightly raised. It was as if her father would only cheer up slightly when she encountered trouble. Her efforts to solve all the difficult problems only made her father unhappy.

Does a grown man feel so strongly needed?

Guan Yinping's eyes were clear and upright: "Today, our army broke through the enemy's formation, beheaded 233 enemy soldiers, killed one enemy general, captured eight warhorses, and took 124 prisoners. The rest fled. Our army suffered 36 dead and more than 70 wounded."

The Martial Saint calmly replied, "Hmm."

Qi Ye asked himself honestly, and realized that his mindset had indeed undergone a subtle change. In other games, when he lost more than thirty heavily armored cavalrymen, he felt as if the blood in his body had been drained clean by the enemy.

"When the battle turns against us, loyal soldiers will break through the enemy lines to my side and protect me as I escape. This is the source of my invincible spirit. In reality, no one is willing to risk their life for me, but in the game, they are truly willing to charge for me, so not one of them can be lost."

"Ultimately, it's because we haven't put in enough effort. After winning a few more battles and getting to know a few more familiar faces, it's easy to feel the pinch. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing. In any case, that faint sense of familiarity gradually becomes stronger, which is a unique experience for players."

Qi Ye thought of Guan Ping, Zhou Cang, Guan Yinping, Wang Fu, Zhao Lei, San'er, and others, all of whom were his comrades-in-arms and whom he would definitely protect well.

Oh, and there's also Iraqi.

"We must rescue him as soon as possible. Without my Ji Bo, women would lose all their beauty." Qi Ye considered carefully, then stopped chuckling.

More and more soldiers gathered around the Martial Saint, admiring the aura of the powerful. Their thoughts were often very pure. Their timidity and fearlessness were genuine, as were their bravery and skill in battle.

Qi Ye clicked on their models, and a series of unique dialog boxes popped up:

"Guan Yu was a man of few words, but he never cut back on our food and supplies. Our weapons and armor were kept as they were, and he never made us take them off to give to his trusted men."

"The Martial Saint always took the lead in battle, even in bloody and desperate fights, he never once fled the battlefield. I think he is the best general in my heart."

The surrendered soldiers' mindset continued to change, shifting in a positive direction. Seeds called hope were taking root, sprouting, and growing strong.

People: General, as long as we can have enough to eat, we brothers will follow you!

Soldier: General, my brothers have already given you their lives.

Soldier: General, run! We'll cover your retreat!

Min: General, my father and uncles served under you back then.

"Since he is an old friend's son or nephew, I shall serve him as his personal guard."

Qi Ye was deeply moved: "I'm really getting into it. To build such a bond, it would probably take decades of game time."

I thought of Gu Nan.

Qi Ye's thoughts surged: "I will work hard from now on to pay tribute to my great Mount & Blade."

It's best to avoid using time simulators if possible; I'll think about it later. Right now, not much real time has passed, and about ten days have passed in the game, which is just right.

The Martial Saint, nearing sixty, was in his prime, his eyes gleaming with determination. His concentrated spirit soared to the heavens:

"Brothers, give it your all, and I, Guan, will lead you to be ennobled. If we do not take up arms to defend the Han dynasty, our descendants will be plunged into endless war. It is better for us to step forward and end this war!"

The very blood of the Han army was awakening and activating. The desire for "being enfeoffed as a marquis" overshadowed their fear and hesitation.

Once you're granted a title, why worry about not having a home? It's only natural for a great man to establish a career and start a family.

"We are willing to serve you, my lord, even at the cost of our lives!" the soldiers shouted in unison, preparing to usher in a magnificent new era.

When it comes to managing troops, winning battles is still the most important thing.

Li Guang ate and slept with his soldiers, and regularly cared for them. When battle broke out, he bravely faced the enemy's blades, fighting without regard for his own safety.

Li Guang would not approach the water until the soldiers had finished drinking it; Li Guang would not taste a bite of food until the soldiers had finished eating it.

Huo Qubing often threw away the leftover rice and meat, while some of his soldiers went hungry.

When fighting in the border regions, the soldiers lacked food and clothing, and their morale could not be boosted. The General of the Cavalry was still painting a football field and busy playing football.

Even so, the soldiers still preferred to follow Huo Qubing through nine days of hunger for ten days, win a battle, and earn military merit to go home.

"These soldiers nowadays are so easily fooled. They call it 'simple and honest folk.' Just dangle a carrot in front of them, and they'll all cheer. When the time comes, I'll nominate one or two exemplary figures who will be ennobled, and they'll be completely devoted to me."

"No, there's no need for titles. One or two captains are enough to spread the word. No wonder I dislike working so much; I was born to be a boss. A little exploitation, let the ancient NPCs experience the small power of someone who's received nine years of compulsory education."

Qi Ye had made up his mind. He would first win over the soldiers and sideline Yu Jin, then defend Maicheng and launch a counterattack on Jingzhou. The players had plenty of means and strength.

Restoring the Han Dynasty is not like hosting a dinner party, writing an essay, painting a picture, or embroidering a picture. It cannot be done in such an elegant, unhurried, refined, gentle, and courteous manner.

The player's mission to restore the Han Dynasty is a conquest, a violent act in which one person leads a group of followers to overthrow a political group; the emphasis is on "violent".

The Martial Saint stood coolly, exuding an aura of majesty. Even the prisoners, just gazing at him from afar, couldn't help but kneel down.

"I remember there was an execution system in the game, and the moves were pretty cool. For a player like me, moral blackmail is useless because I don't need to follow the rules at all. I don't feel guilty about doing bad things, since I uninstalled the game a long time ago because of its 'conscience' mechanism."

"High pressure, coercion, and that red line that cannot be crossed are very weak in the game."

Qi Ye was eager to try; after all, executing prisoners didn't increase experience points, and it didn't say he couldn't kill for fun. He glanced at Guan Yu and changed his mind. Never mind, it wouldn't be good if Guan Yu saw him.

It might even affect my civil service exam.