Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

Xinghan's proposal was quickly delivered to General Lan Yu via messenger.

The war in the small world cluster was not complicated; it was only handed over to Lan Yu because it involved Xinghan.

"Father, Xinghan wants to challenge us to a duel to decide the ownership of the small world in the battlefield of the small world group." Lan Yu's adopted son reported the news to Lan Yu.

"A duel between generals?" Lan Yu stroked his chin. "That's one way, but we can't spare any officers. Let's discuss it with them and change it to a duel between soldiers!"

"Each side will send seven legions, and the outcome of each legion's victory will account for one-seventh of the bet. I'll leave this matter to you, Lanwei!"

"Victory or defeat is not important. As long as we can get a share of the spoils, that's enough. Xinghan is not our main enemy, at least not until the Mongol Tartars fall."

"Yes, Godfather!" Lan Wei respectfully took his leave and selected seven hundred of the most elite soldiers from Lan Yu's army for a duel.

Although it may sound like a joke, for two empires that are unwilling to back down on their interests, this is actually the most reasonable way to handle the situation.

The Mongol Yuan dynasty held almost the same attitude; they were not very interested in duels between generals, but they were very interested in duels between soldiers.

Neither side trusted individual combat skills, but instead focused all their attention on the soldiers.

This attitude surprised Guo Jia and his group, but they readily agreed. After the first round of evenly matched games, all three parties intended to reduce the scale of the war.

"This smooth sailing actually gives me a bad feeling..."

As soon as Guo Jia finished speaking, a wave of mental energy filled the air, clearly indicating that his mental talent had been activated.

"Your condition is far from ideal!" Zhuge Liang saw through Guo Jia's pretense at a glance.

The possibility of a mental talent going out of control could only have occurred when Guo Jia had just developed his mental talent. Now, facing a mental talent that clearly doesn't have a good outcome, Guo Jia's condition is obviously not as good as it appears.

Guo Jia's expression was rather unpleasant; the loss of control over his mental talent undoubtedly revealed his current physical condition.

Tatar's final arrow, fueled by his last burst of energy, still affected his condition, causing his previously stable injuries to worsen again.

"Given your condition... I'm afraid I can't entrust you with the arrangements going forward!" Zhuge Liang placed his hand on Guo Jia's wrist.

Although he can't be called a master, he has the kind of spiritual talent that Hua Tuo and others possess, so he can be considered a veteran traditional Chinese medicine doctor.

With just a simple diagnosis, Zhuge Liang knew that Guo Jia's physical condition was no longer suitable for handling these matters. Therefore, he decisively arranged for someone to take Guo Jia to be hospitalized for treatment. Although Guo Jia himself strongly objected, it was clear that he could not defy Zhuge Liang's wishes and he still carried them out.

After Guo Jia was taken away for treatment, Zhuge Liang began to have a headache about who should be in charge.

Not long after, Jia Xu arrived at the government affairs hall.

"I've received some intelligence!" Jia Xu handed a stack of intelligence reports to Zhuge Liang.

"It's already gotten this intense?" Zhuge Liang glanced at the scene and was quite surprised. He hadn't expected the conflict between the Ming Dynasty and the Mongol Yuan Dynasty to escalate once again.

"When two tigers fight, one will surely be injured. Let's just wait and see!"

But he was only slightly surprised for a moment. The two empires had mobilized over a million troops, but for their combined size, it was still a small-scale skirmish. Immediately afterward, Zhuge Liang turned his gaze to Jia Xu.

The affairs of the two great empires were far off; what he needed Jia Xu's help with right now was an urgent matter.

"You're planning to have me take over Guo Fengxiao's position?" Jia Xu understood the meaning in Zhuge Liang's eyes.

There was nothing that happened in Luoyang that Jia Xu didn't know.

Guo Jia was forcibly taken away for treatment, and Jia Xu naturally learned of this immediately.

Mu Yi deliberately made a back door for Jia Xu in terms of imperial will.

If Jia Xu wanted to, he could know all the secrets, which was why Mu Yi trusted Jia Xu.

In this regard, only Jia Xu is capable, since Jia Xu never trusts anyone and maintains a high degree of vigilance towards everyone.

"This is a very important matter; I don't feel comfortable entrusting it to someone else!"

"You need to change your habit of worrying too much!" Jia Xu replied calmly.

Zhuge Liang was far too hands-on, which was indeed a bit excessive for the prime minister of a vast empire.

Following the example set by those above, even the government affairs office is being influenced by Zhuge Liang to create a climate of involution.

Jia Xu didn't want this competitive spirit to spread, so he consciously reminded Zhuge Liang.

So you're saying you agree?

Zhuge Liang did not give a direct answer, but he was somewhat distracted. Jia Xu only mentioned it briefly, and he quickly matched it with the events that had happened recently, immediately thinking of a visit to rectify the situation.

A smart person like him doesn't need much explanation; a single word of guidance is enough.

"Leave it to me. It's a good opportunity to gather more intelligence. We still know far too little about these two empires."

Seeing that Zhuge Liang seemed to have really listened, Jia Xu didn't press further and simply accepted the task that originally belonged to Guo Jia.

For him, slacking off is just a hobby; when he gets really into action, he's a complete prolific slacker.

After a brief discussion, the three parties decided to follow the plan proposed by the Ming Dynasty and send a hundred-man team to compete in each battle.

"The entire process is covered by thick clouds?" Jia Xu looked slightly puzzled when he saw this specially marked information.

Under the suppression of the cloud aura, the performance of each legion will be suppressed, the effect of the legion's elite talents will be weakened, and the overall strength will become controllable.

"Do they want to win by using tactics?" Jia Xu pondered the intentions of the Ming and Mongol Yuan dynasties, knowing that the other side was definitely prepared.

Jia Xu had some key members selected from various legions, intending to use a more diverse talent structure for combat.

Originally, the test was meant to assess the soldiers' bravery, but now it seems to highlight the importance of tactical deployment.

If they encounter a completely counteracting opponent, they will likely be plunged into a fierce battle instantly, and vice versa. They may even begin to compete in terms of knowledge before the battle even starts.

The side that can discern the opponent's talent framework from their own observations is clearly superior.

After the three parties finalized the terms of the betting contest, the friction between them temporarily ceased, and they began to actively prepare for the contest.

Because it was agreed that the Miracle Legion was not allowed to appear, both sides selected powerful legions with three talents and military spirit as their main force.

Even Guan Yu and Zhang Fei brought their main forces. Their legions were incomplete, but they could easily muster a hundred men. Zhang Fei's Yan Yun cavalry was not a problem, but few of Guan Yu's elite swordsmen were willing to face them.

Even Jia Xu didn't know where to find a group of veteran warriors.

While their survivability on the battlefield is somewhat weaker, in one-on-one combat, the elite soldiers and the swordsmen, with their extreme burst damage, are enough to make every legion wary.

Jia Xu practically plundered all the high-ranking legions in the entire Star River, not even sparing the reserve soldiers of the Miracle Legion.

However, most of the reserve soldiers were not as strong as those top-tier three-talent backbone soldiers. Jia Xu gathered them together only to increase their chances of winning.

After all, the counterplay between elite talents is still very effective in small-scale battles.

Just as the three parties were making their preparations, Xinghan received a message.

"Have we discovered a secret world inhabited by remnants of the Qing dynasty?"

Although the three empires reached an agreement on the wager, the Qing court had many small worlds under its control, and all three actively sent people to seize them in advance.

After all, the more you capture, the more bargaining chips you have.

During this process, Sun Ce, through sheer luck, found a small world inhabited by remnants of the Qing dynasty.

"More than 50,000 people? I didn't expect there to be so many!"

Jia Xu was somewhat surprised to see this intelligence, after all, they had put a lot of effort into eliminating the remnants of the Qing Dynasty, and they thought that the Qing Dynasty no longer had any organized troops.

Unexpectedly, they found one in a place like this. The other party was hidden fairly well, but Sun Ce stumbled upon him by accident.

"Pass on my order: mobilize Xiang Shaoyu, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Lu Junyi..." Jia Xu dispatched his most capable generals and officers without hesitation.

Those who have already left the scene should leave gracefully and not come back to become stumbling blocks.

For someone who was already a mortal enemy, Jia Xu directly issued the order to eliminate them.

There's nothing to say to the Qing court; just kill them when you see them. After all, those who surrendered have already surrendered, and the rest are all die-hards.

The massive army marched into the small world, which was shrouded in a thin mist.

That is, Sun Ce's exaggerated luck allowed him to directly locate the opponent, engage in combat to confirm their identity, and then escape at lightning speed.

"Haven't found the enemy's location yet?"

Guan Yu, who was in overall command, turned to Palmiro, the Fifth Lark, and asked him a question.

"General Sun's encounter must have alerted the enemy; they're interfering with our reconnaissance!" Palmiro sighed resignedly.

As the quality of the enemies improved, the Fifth Lark's significance diminished, and Palmiro had lost count of how many times the Fifth Lark had malfunctioned.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of Palmiro, gesturing a message in sign language.

"Found it!" Palmiro's spirits lifted. Although the light and shadow reconnaissance had failed, the human carpet search had still worked.

Once the target's location is determined, Fifth Lark still has ways to conduct pinpoint reconnaissance.

From a bird's-eye view, everything within a range of more than ten kilometers is presented as a satellite map.

This method of directly opening the entire map for reconnaissance is something only the Fifth Lark and the Fourteenth Legion can do. Although it consumes a relatively large amount of resources, it is really useful.

"About forty li to the northeast of our army..."

Palmiro adjusted the reconnaissance angle a few times with some confusion, used the light and shadow manipulation to focus the view there, quickly zoomed in, and then saw a clearer image.

"It's just a simple camp?"

"This makes things much easier. It seems the other side isn't on guard at all!"

The crowd discussed amongst themselves, initially expecting an attack on a city, but it turned out to be just a camp, with poorly constructed walls and a terribly rudimentary appearance.

I don't know how long they've been stationed here.

"In that case, there's no need for war machines. The army shall march forth immediately!" Guan Yu waved his hand and gave the order to advance.

Without the protection of city walls, with his elite legions, annihilating the enemy would be a piece of cake.

There's not even a need for command or coordination; you just need to release the monsters in order.

Guan Yu had a premonition that this might be the easiest battle he had ever commanded.

The opponents were just remnants, with at most a Manchu cavalry legion as a facade, but there were countless legions here capable of fighting the Manchu cavalry.

"Let me bring some men to give them a heads-up!" Rahul used his clairvoyance to pinpoint the location, then immediately had the Peacock Legion begin calculating the ballistics.

"Tsk, this thing seems outrageous no matter how many times I look at it!" Zhang Fei stroked his beard, looking at the preparations of the Peacock Soldiers. These bows would basically be considered giant hard-backed bows for heavy ballistae in other legions.

As a result, in the hands of the Peacock Soldiers, they had their own special bows and arrows. If they shot at a 45-degree angle upwards, the distance calculated based on the horizon was no joke.

Normally, if the Cloud Suppression is applied, apart from a very few generals with innate superhuman strength, almost no one can use this. However, without the Cloud Suppression, only a few legions can use this.

The Peacock Soldiers, who relied on the strength of elephants, were one example. Other legions could forget about aiming with this thing; its range was measured in kilometers, and the direction of the shot was basically determined by feel.

Once within firing range, with the assistance of the Fifth Lark, Rahul successfully ascertained the exact location of the camp. Then, using his clairvoyance, he calculated the trajectory of the bullets and immediately ordered the firing.

Each arrow was about the same length and thickness as a commonly used spear. After being nocked onto the bow, it flew towards the Qing army camp according to the calculated trajectory.

As the Peacock soldiers released their grip, almost all the soldiers released their arrows at the same time. In that instant, the Peacock main camp erupted with a continuous series of shockwaves. Then, not too high above the Peacock main camp, a large number of pure white bow-shaped shockwaves appeared. Almost instantly, all the arrows turned into black shadows and flew rapidly towards the other side of the horizon.

Only about two thousand arrows landed in the camp; the rest flew to who-knows-where. But the moment those two thousand arrows, still glowing with fire, fell, they inflicted a terrifying blow on the Qing army.

This is an arrow that, if it hits, could even kill someone whose internal energy has left their body.

The unfortunate Qing soldiers who were hit exploded the instant they were struck. Even those who were quick-witted enough to raise their shields to defend themselves were blown up along with their shields.

The entire Qing army camp instantly descended into chaos. The area struck by the unexpected attack resembled a living hell, littered with mangled carnage. (End of Chapter)