Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

While Xiang Shaoyu and Guan Yu were chatting, Han Xin was having an existential crisis.

Why does this kind of thing still happen?

Han Xin stared with dead fish eyes, looking as if he had died with his eyes wide open.

Guan Yu was stuck at the threshold of becoming a military god, unable to advance or retreat, while Xiang Shaoyu became a Schrödinger's military god.

If it were just Xiang Shaoyu alone, he could unleash military prowess at the level of a god of war.

However, if Xiang Shaoyu were to coordinate with others, he would immediately regress to the level of commanding a large army.

This puzzled Han Xin. A military genius is a military genius; how could he be one thing and not the other?

"I do have some clues about Guan Yu's problem!"

Bai Qi also felt a bit regretful. The stage that Zhuge Liang designed for Guan Yu was indeed a great stage for advancement, but Guan Yu chose the path of the Miracle Legion, which they couldn't understand for a time.

However, over the past few days, Bai Qi has come to understand the reasons behind it to some extent.

"Tell me about it!" Han Xin perked up. There were very few topics worth studying for a military genius, but Guan Yu, who was stuck at the threshold of becoming a military genius, was one that was worth studying carefully.

Guan Yu also looked over silently, as he was also very curious about this.

Bai Qi took a sip of tea and held up two fingers: "I've discovered two problems. First, Guan Yu's foundation is insufficient!"

"His command and control largely stems from the enhancement of his divine will permeating the will of the army. Without this, his actual command and control ability would not reach a qualified level!"

Han Xin was taken aback, pondered for a moment, and then immediately said to Guan Yu, "Come on, let the three of them be the referees, and you and I will have a game of war chess!"

Compared to simulated battles, strategy games have many drawbacks, almost being theoretical, but they can also block out all interference to the greatest extent.

For ordinary large-scale army commanders, improving command and dispatch capabilities is the right thing to do, no matter what method they use. But for military geniuses, basic capabilities are basic capabilities, and they must abandon all bonuses to be tested.

As expected, Guan Yu was utterly slaughtered by Han Xin, thus proving Bai Qi's words true.

"Once the problem is identified, it's easy to solve. So, what about the second point?"

Sun Tzu estimated that, in the same situation, if he turned the tables on Han Xin and used military strategy without any advantages, he would be the biggest boss.

"Secondly, he was too influenced by me and Sun Tzu. When we imparted our knowledge to Guan Yu, we did indeed cultivate him into a top-notch commander of a large army at the fastest speed, but this also limited Guan Yu!"

"He has now embarked on his own path, but his basic abilities are not up to par. He cannot completely separate my command style from Sun Tzu's, meaning his style is not pure enough!"

After Bai Qidian clarified the key point, everyone, including Guan Yu, fell into deep thought.

"The basics are manageable. Just start learning from the beginning, review what you've learned, and practice commanding without relying on divine will. You'll always improve."

Sun Wu spoke slowly, as he was quite qualified to speak on the topic of training command and dispatch capabilities.

"But we can't help with the road problem. Whether Guan Yu can get out of there depends on himself..."

"The best way is to let him command the war. Anything that is not understood will eventually become clear as long as he keeps winning!"

Bai Qi silently picked up the conversation, explaining that this was a unique promotion mechanism in military strategy: as long as one survives and wins, there will always be opportunities for advancement.

On the battlefield, if you don't improve, you're probably going to die.

"Come on, let's play another simulated game. This time, don't use your Divine Will." Han Xin was a man of action, and directly invited Guan Yu to play.

Guan Yu readily agreed. Bai Qi had already pointed out the problems to him, and he knew how to correct them. Bai Qi and Sun Tzu's styles had a great influence on him, and the only one suitable for him to spar with in actual combat was Han Xin.

But Guan Yu soon realized that Han Xin was not a caring older brother.

The reason he was willing to spar with Guan Yu was simply because he had a strong addiction to crushing weaker opponents.

"Look, Guan Yu is indeed a promising talent. He's made remarkable progress after just a little guidance!"

Han Xin, feeling incredibly pleased with himself after defeating Guan Yu twice, opened a channel to communicate with the outside world.

Just as Han Xin was boasting to Bai Qi and Sun Wu, Guan Yu finally finished his grand plan and prepared to kill Han Xin in one fell swoop.

As the commander of a large legion standing at the pinnacle of humanity, even without the blessing of divine will, his command and dispatch skills may have declined, but his vision and thinking remained.

After being thoroughly defeated by Han Xin twice, he secretly unleashed a powerful attack.

When Han Xin sensed something was wrong, he returned and was stunned by the situation. He realized that he had been tricked by Guan Yu, and more importantly, he didn't have enough time to escape.

The main problem was that I wasn't paying attention. After all, Guan Yu's command and coordination were terrible, and Han Xin was also holding back against Guan Yu, basically maintaining a level slightly higher than Guan Yu.

Han Xin's attention was mainly focused on confronting Bai Qi and Sun Wu. However, the time flow in the simulation was somewhat different from that outside. Distracted, Han Xin missed many details and ended up finding himself in a near-death situation.

"Damn it, we've messed up this time!" Han Xin's eyes were filled with malice. He had used his wisdom to the limit, but there was no time to lose. Guan Yu had already made his grand plan and was just waiting to overturn the chessboard.

"Hahaha, that guy, Marquis of Huaiyin!" Bai Qi laughed, a rare treat for him. Seeing Han Xin get his comeuppance was one of the few times he could find amusement.

He and Sun Wu had tacitly agreed to distract Han Xin, and Han Xin fell for it.

"Let's see how our Marquis of Huaiyin will deal with this desperate situation!" Sun Wu also had a look of watching the show.

Han Xin was a general, but he was still a petty scoundrel at heart, always looking for an opportunity to cause trouble for the two of them.

Now, I've finally been disgusted by their combined efforts.

"Everything is ready, now it's time to overturn the table!" Guan Yu calmly observed the situation. Although he didn't know if Han Xin had noticed, the situation was already set, and even a military genius couldn't stop him.

This might be his only chance in his life to defeat the God of War, and he absolutely had to seize it.

"No, it's too late, there's no time to even notify them." Han Xin looked at the situation with a bitter expression. Guan Yu directly breached the dam and released the water. The roaring floodwaters crashed across the land, a move that was almost a suicide attack.

This flood would have wiped out Guan Yu and his army, which is why he had overlooked this point before.

He still had 8,000 men stationed on the mountain. After this flood, he was left with only 8,000 men, while Guan Yu's entire army was wiped out.

However, Han Xin was not a fool. He knew that Guan Yu must have a backup plan, otherwise he would not have done something that would dig his own grave.

Han Xin's mind raced. In a real-world match, he could use his cloud system to pull off something big, like forcing a flood to change course with a spatial barrier. But unfortunately, he and Guan Yu were playing a simple, cold weapon war. Showing his elite talent would be a huge achievement, since the core objective was to train Guan Yu and improve his fundamentals.

At this point, Han Xin knew that he could no longer win using conventional methods.

"Fine, fine! You want to see me make a fool of myself? I haven't lost yet! You really think you can defeat me by flooding the seven armies?"

Han Xin made a decision on the spot, leading his personal guards to the top of the mountain and gathering the stationed troops to prepare for a surprise attack.

"Just as I expected!"

Han Xin was not surprised to see Guan Yu's army sailing down the river from upstream. Since the enemy had chosen the flood, they must have boats. Although they were very simple boats, they were enough for them to avoid the first wave of impact.

However, Guan Yu clearly overestimated his ability to control the army. After the flood, the area was muddy and the entire army was in chaos. Han Xin led the remaining 8,000 men in a direct assault.

Using all the clouds to cover the ground, the army ignored the mud and charged into Guan Yu's 100,000-strong army, shattering the chaos and sweeping through Guan Yu's entire army with its central camp, ultimately killing Guan Yu on the battlefield.

"A decisive, do-or-die battle! Guan Yu's move to overturn the chessboard backfired spectacularly!"

Bai Qi and Sun Wu, who were watching from outside, curled their lips. Guan Yu's performance was too poor. If he could use his divine will to control the entire army, Han Xin's head would definitely fall off this time.

However, if Guan Yu could use his divine will to control the entire army, Han Xin might also have been able to directly avoid the flood.

But it's a fact that Guan Yu performed poorly. The army was in a chaotic state due to the flood, and if Han Xin had been able to break through, they would have given their heads to him.

Guan Yu's plan to overturn the chessboard was indeed a good one, but the problem was that after overturning the chessboard, he failed to quickly set up a second chessboard. Instead, Han Xin seized the opportunity and directly attacked the heart of the enemy in the most chaotic moment, wiping out the enemy in one fell swoop.

Han Xin's military strategy skills during this process were so impressive that Bai Qi and Sun Tzu were extremely wary of him. He had no vision and relied entirely on prediction and intuition to completely defeat Guan Yu, a general who was skilled in military strategy.

This style is completely different from the elegant command style of Han Xin in the past. It is all about violent crushing, forcibly creating openings, and then rushing into the openings to crush the opponent, showing the beauty of violence to the fullest.

“We lost…” Even with Guan Yu’s strong will, he couldn’t help but look blank at this moment.

Despite having a huge advantage, Han Xin wiped them out in one fell swoop. Shouldn't the enemy have been wiped out by the flood? How could they possibly rush out at this moment and kill them directly?

This ferocious approach left Guan Yu completely bewildered when he was finally defeated, not understanding what had happened. Wasn't the plan to win?

Is the gap in strength really that big?
"Phew, thank goodness!" Han Xin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead after crushing Guan Yu.

To be honest, he almost lost, but luckily he still had his trump card: the art of strategic maneuvering. In a desperate battle, he directly defeated Guan Yu.

If Guan Yu were to lose half a day, he would be able to straighten out the chaos, and by then it would truly be too late to turn the tide. The possibility of being overthrown by the enemy would be far greater than the possibility of crushing them.

"Kid! Well done! I won't hold back from now on!" Han Xin rubbed his hands together with a ferocious expression and gave Guan Yu a terrifying smile.

Before Guan Yu could react, another game was started, this time with 200,000 against 200,000, a clash on the plains.

He wanted to teach Guan Yu a lesson.

Just as Guan Yu was racking his brains to deal with Han Xin's command and control, on the other side of the camp, the swordsmen were being brutally beaten by the First Yellow Heaven.

"Arise! Is this all the will you have?"

Ma Er's roar echoed throughout the entire camp.

"asshole!"

A centurion with a sword struggled to his feet and delivered a chop to Ma Er's face, but Ma Er took the blow head-on and then kicked the man away.

"Too weak, too weak. Do you become utterly useless just because you don't have swords?"

Ma Er's roar infuriated the swordsmen; without weapons, their strikes were unlikely to inflict effective damage on the soldiers of First Yellow Heaven.

Conversely, each of the First Yellow Heaven's attacks could inflict heavy damage on the school knife-wielder.

As members of the Miracle Legion, the Blademasters' recovery abilities are actually quite good; they can even use their willpower to forcibly offset injuries and fatigue.

However, every attack from the First Yellow Heaven Legion was accompanied by a miraculous light, locking the wounds firmly onto the swordsmen, so that the wounds would remain on their bodies until the swordsmen used their miraculous powers to cancel the lock.

Most of the knife-wielders had bruises all over their faces, and many even had faces swollen like pig heads.

"Too deceiving!"

A furious roar rang out, and a swordsman, like a divine blade unsheathed, struck with unparalleled power, sending a First Yellow Heaven soldier flying.

"Oh?" Ma Er's eyes lit up. Their training had been effective; someone had broken through their limits.
Although it was achieved through extreme emotions, there is no doubt that it is a good start.

"Slash! Slash! Slash!"

The enraged swordsman launched a frenzied attack on the nearby First Yellow Heaven Soldiers, managing to cleave three or four men flying in quick succession.

But that was all. In the next instant, he was pinned down by several soldiers of the First Yellow Heaven Legion and knocked unconscious.

"Check if anyone is seriously injured, notify the medic to come and treat them, then we're retreating!"

Satisfied with the training results, Ma Er led his soldiers to knock out all the swordsmen, and then swaggered back home.

However, just halfway there, Baihe suddenly pointed at Ma Er's head in surprise.

"Ma Er, your head..."

A bloodstain silently split open. Ma Er touched the wound with some surprise, then dismissed it as a miracle.

“They are making rapid progress…” Ma Er’s face showed a hint of wistfulness.

The speed at which the knife-wielding instructor improved his skills truly exceeded his expectations.

"Everyone go back and do thirty extra training sessions! We absolutely cannot lose to them!" Ma Er roared back at the soldiers behind him.

"Yes!" Without a complaint, everyone roared in unison.

Huang Tian will absolutely not admit defeat.

They were strict with the knife-wielding soldiers, but even stricter with themselves. (End of Chapter)