God Three Group Chat: Three Kingdoms

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Because of their extensive knowledge and understanding, even Zhao Kuang, who had a rather volatile temper, knew that what Sakala said was not a lie.

Offense dies faster, and defense is doomed to die too.

However, in defensive mode, the rate of death will be slower, and the chances of waiting for reinforcements to arrive will be greater.

Therefore, when faced with this situation, when one is powerless to resist, the rational choice is naturally to choose the option with the greater chance of survival.

However, Zhao Kuang has not yet expressed any opinion.

Zhao Kuang, the centurion of the thousand-man squad, who could also understand what Sakarala was saying, ignored the orders on the battlefield and retorted on the spot, "A future of certain death? I don't accept that!"

For Sakala, what he said represented a future he could not accept, not because of his own future, but because of the future of the guard.

The first people to truly join the guard, young and barely surviving, also endured the most difficult period.

Orphaned at a young age, carrying their prayers and hopes, bearing the name they gave him on their deathbeds, and clinging to the hope of survival, he unwittingly entered the guard amidst the gazes of others.

After joining the guard, everything he experienced and the food he ate made him feel as if his past hardships were all an illusion, but reality always shatters such illusions.

The world hadn't changed much before; it was as bad as ever. But Liu Tong's appearance did change his fate and gave him the chance to live, and to live in a much better state.

As a child, I didn't understand the reason, but as I learned and survived, I naturally came to understand it.

Only those who are valuable can receive extraordinary treatment, but were they truly valuable back then?

Not to mention back then, even now, their actions truly deserve Liu Tong's kindness.

The guard had actually undergone several changes, and Gou Huo was well aware of this.

Anyone who leaves the guard, regardless of their rank, even if they are discharged for failing to meet the standards, is still highly sought after elsewhere, with many people wanting to work for them.

He's young, capable, knowledgeable, has a basic education, and understands the fundamentals of the military system. If placed in the field, he could easily serve as a centurion.

People of this caliber are naturally highly sought after by powerful families that seek to expand their territories.

Even though the guards remained highly loyal to Liu Tong, the powerful families welcomed all who came.

Loyalty can be cultivated and won over with time. What Liu Tong can give, they can naturally give in return, and perhaps even more.

Furthermore, since they had no intention of rebelling, they naturally wouldn't target Liu Tong. Therefore, the aristocratic families were quite accepting of people from the guards.

For some aristocratic families, accepting members of the guard was essentially a declaration of their stance.

This demonstrates that he has both ambitions to expand his territory and loyalty to the Han dynasty.

The external conditions for recruiting guards are quite tempting; if it weren't for the fact that they couldn't be recruited by force, the aristocratic families would definitely have offered an even higher price.

Within the guard, all the centurions remained silent in the face of this situation, neither stopping those who wished to leave nor expressing any opinion on the matter.

Gou Huo was utterly perplexed. His current treatment was excellent; the princess had given him all of this. Why would they leave? Was it simply because the outside world was better? Or was the treatment there truly superior? It wasn't until a chance patrol in Chang'an that Gou Huo learned the truth.

The number of guards remains constant; when someone leaves, someone else naturally comes in to replace them.

Every person who leaves leaves a place, a place for others.

And who are these substitutes? They are basically the same as them, wandering the streets, living hand to mouth, and doing nothing.

As Chang'an gradually stabilized and there were no more such young people joining the ranks, Gou Huo discovered that fewer people had left the guards, and in some cases, no one had left for a long time.

Whether it was because the new recruits needed training and development, or some unknown factor, the guards were indeed much more stable during that period.

As one of the first veterans of the guard, Gou Huo eventually rose to the position of centurion, and thus understood the reasons and cause-and-effect relationships involved.

The external environment and public opinion have indeed created some pressure, but this pressure is not serious; at least, there is no pressure at all in front of Liu Tong.

Excellent food and education, though not as good as those from top aristocratic families, are enough to transform a person.

The threshold to enter is not royalty or nobles, but the helplessness of those at the very bottom of society.

Knowing his place and clinging to life, even if he were to die here, it wouldn't be meaningless.

Moreover, after so many years of training, his inner will has long been determined. If it were just for a better life, he could leave the guard and go to other legions and perhaps even become a captain.

He could become a pillar of some minor aristocratic families, but that's not what he wants.

Whether it's for oneself, for the future, or for something else.

But that's no longer important.

After loudly stating his opinion, Gou Huo looked at the Kshatriya warriors in front of him, who, like himself, had cultivated Qi to the level of Qi Mastery. He secretly pulled on the small round shield on his left forearm, instantly disarmed them, and then threw it at them. He then charged forward with his sword, roaring, "Even in life and death, there will be those who come after me!"

The Kshatriya warrior, who possessed a sense of time and had cultivated his inner energy to the point of mastery, was somewhat surprised when he raised his hand to survive. However, his exceptional qualities, combined with his sense of time, allowed him to react to this unexpected blow.

Holding the sword spine in his left hand and gripping the sword in his right, he forcefully deflected the round shield coming from the newspaper office from bottom to top.

However, just as he finished parrying and his vision returned, the blade in Gou Huo's hand arrived in an instant. Kshatriya, who had cultivated his Qi into Qi, remained calm and smoothly slashed his longsword in a certain direction, thus using his longsword to parry the opponent's blade.

Everything went as he expected, except that when the swords clashed, the Qi Refining cultivator witnessed a horrifying scene.

With his right hand holding the knife, he pressed forward, while his left hand made a grasping motion in the air, instantly solidifying into pale purple spikes, which he then thrust directly at his opponent.

Realizing something was wrong, Kshatriya, having mastered the Qi of Qi, instantly separated one hand and attempted to defend himself with the shield on his arm.

However, this purple dagger completely ignored the shield's true defense and pierced the opponent.

The instant he was stabbed, a sharp pain shot through his mind, causing him to freeze in place before the surviving blade reversed and beheaded him. (End of Chapter)