Three Kingdoms: My Strategy Simulator

Under the king's flag, a mighty team of Han cavalry charged from the north of the imperial palace.

Rushing in the front was Liu Bei holding a double-edged sword, with Zhao Yun and Zhang Fei on his left and right, and Xiahou Bo holding the royal flag in the back.

"My Lord?!"

Li Ji's tone was full of surprise. He also didn't expect that Liu Bei, who was supposed to be in Shouchun, would appear here.

Liu Bei looked at Li Ji from afar, who was forced to draw his sword and go into battle himself, and he was extremely excited and shouted loudly.

"Don't worry, Zikun, I'm coming!"

On Liu Bei's left hand side, Zhao Yun was holding a large bow with the bowstring still vibrating.

Obviously, it was Zhao Yun's archery skills that killed the Huns who were approaching Li Ji just now.

In contrast to Zhao Yun's calmness, Zhang Fei was extremely furious, his eyes glared, and his voice like thunder suddenly spread throughout the battlefield, shouting.

"Don't hurt my Prime Minister!!"

The chaotic battlefield became quiet for a moment, and the morale of the Han army, realizing that reinforcements had arrived, was obviously boosted, while the Huns showed obvious signs of confusion.

Yu Furo, who was supervising the battle in the rear, witnessed the team of reinforcements pouring out from the north side of the palace. His face was full of despair and he murmured.

"The situation is over, the situation is over..."

But compared to Fu Luo, Liu Bao, who was only twenty steps away from Li Ji, had a look of unwillingness on his face.

It was just a little bit, just a little bit, and it was even clear that the scimitar of the Hun warrior was about to fall on the body of the Prime Minister of the Han court.

"No!"

Liu Bao raised his arms and shouted.

"If we retreat, we will be in a sea of ​​fire. If we retreat, we will be captured. If we retreat, our entire tribe will be destroyed..."

"Hun warriors, follow me and fight to the death. You can only survive if you capture the Prime Minister of Han."

"Kill!"

It has to be said that in this chaotic situation, Liu Bao's encouragement made many wavering Huns regain their resolve.

Most importantly, there is no way out!
Immediately, these trapped Huns, who were fighting desperately, launched another fierce attack on Li Ji under the leadership of Liu Bao, almost risking their lives.

But this scene made Liu Bei extremely angry and he shouted loudly.

"kill!"

"Kill these barbaric dogs for me!"

The next moment, the horses ridden by Liu Bei, Zhang Fei and Zhao Yun suddenly burst out at a speed far exceeding that of ordinary cavalry, and ran towards Li Ji at a speed that was almost out of sync with the cavalry behind them.

Originally, Liu Bei and Li Ji were only a hundred steps apart, but that distance was crossed in an instant.

Looking at Liu Bei, who was more ferocious than Zhang Fei and Zhao Yun, Li Ji couldn't help feeling frightened, fearing that Liu Bei, who had been pampered for many years, would accidentally make some mistake.

This made Li Ji, who had confirmed that the reinforcements had arrived, unable to help but shout in the direction of Liu Bei while retreating to distance himself from the Huns.

"Slow down, my king! Protect me!"

However, Liu Bei's speed did not slow down, but increased by three points. Before Liu Bao's final counterattack had time to completely defeat the Han army's barely maintained defense line, Liu Bei, Zhang Fei, and Zhao Yun rushed in.

Zhang Fei and Zhao Yun were fine, but even Liu Bei charged into the enemy camp in a rage, slashing left and right with the double-edged sword in his hands, killing several people in a row. For a moment, he seemed to be no less brave than Zhang Fei and Zhao Yun.

Only after he had personally killed or forced back all the Huns within ten steps of Li Ji did Liu Bei stop, breathless, and allowed Zhang Fei and Zhao Yun to continue fighting deeper into the enemy's ranks, tearing open two gaps and clearing a path for the subsequent cavalry's charge.

At the same time, a furious shout was heard from behind the palace wall.

"Xiliang Jin Ma Chao is here, why don't you quickly throw down your weapons and surrender!"

At this moment, Li Ji's face was full of relief, knowing that the last bit of trouble caused by the Huns would be completely eliminated.

Ma Chao's assistance was within Li Ji's expectations, and it was also the trump card to quell the Huns' final counterattack.

On the contrary, the reinforcements brought by Liu Bei were not within Li Ji's calculations.

However, at this point, the Huns were stuck inside the palace wall and were attacked from both sides, including by the Western Liang Cavalry and the White Horse Volunteers led by Zhao Yun, Zhang Fei, and Ma Chao.

Not to mention that these Huns were already at the end of their strength, even if they were in their prime they would have been annihilated.

Immediately, Li Ji looked at the sword in his hand and couldn't help sighing.

The Qinggang sword fell into his hands and became an immortal sword. Then, he thought that this sword given by Liu Bei would be able to draw blood this time, but he didn't expect that even this opportunity would be missed.

Now, the Jiang Sword and the Qinggang Sword can really become a pair of swords of kindness.

After Li Ji sighed inwardly, he sheathed the bloodless sword back to his waist and walked quickly towards Liu Bei.

However, before Li Ji could step forward to help Liu Bei off the horse, Liu Bei landed on the ground with a small jump like a nimble little fat boy, and he rushed in front of Li Ji without even having time to sheath his double-edged sword.

Liu Bei held Li Ji's shoulders with both hands, his eyes constantly scanning Li Ji's body up and down, and asked anxiously.

"Is Zikun injured anywhere?"

Li Ji was a little speechless, and said, "Your Majesty, you are worrying too much. How can a few barbarians hurt me?"

After a pause, Li Ji's expression became more serious and he spoke in a deep voice.

"On the contrary, how can the king charge forward like he did just now and engage in close combat with the Huns? What will happen if something unexpected happens?"

Liu Bei's expression froze, and his originally nervous expression turned into a bit of discomfort, as if he was back to his youth when he was scolded by his elders. Even his eyes wandered to the side as he answered.

"I am really angry when I see that barbarian dog so rampant that he dares to harm Zikun..."

After a pause, Liu Bei, seemingly unrestrained but actually somewhat hastily, made a sword flower, sheathed the double-edged sword, and spoke proudly.

"Besides, Zikun, please don't underestimate me. Although I haven't been on the battlefield for a long time, my sword skills have never slackened. Even Zilong, Ji Chang, Gong Yi and others are only my equals in strength during our daily sparring."

Li Ji couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Not only with the king, even if those warriors were to spar with me, wouldn't they be evenly matched?"

Is this a competition of swordsmanship? It's clearly about the ways of the world.

As the status of Liu Bei and Li Ji grew, not to mention the foreign generals, even Guan Yu and Zhang Fei would try to be evenly matched in their sparring, so as not to embarrass Liu Bei or Li Ji.

Liu Bei, who had personally experienced many battles, naturally understood this point.

However, this rare excuse to bring glory to himself was exposed by Li Ji, which made Liu Bei feel a little embarrassed. (End of this chapter)