In the Three Kingdoms period, the opening scene features the killing of Huang Gai, shocking Zhou Yu!

(The protagonist is not a harem character, so please stop asking me and don't even think about it. However, there is indeed a story involving 107 women and one man later on.)

(Please entrust your brains to Lü Bu for safekeeping; he will repay you tenfold afterward.)

The thirteenth year of Jian'an.

The Yangtze River is cold.

The central command tent of the Eastern Wu water fortress.

"You old scoundrel!"

Zhou Yu let out a loud shout,

"My lord Sun Quan inherited the legacy of his father and brother, ruling over the six commanderies of Jiangdong, with well-trained troops and ample provisions. Now that the traitor Cao Cao is advancing south, it is time for a decisive battle! Do you dare to speak of surrender?"

Huang Gai stood with his head held high below:

"Prime Minister Cao commands a million soldiers and a thousand generals. With such a small force in Jiangdong, how can they possibly stop him? With their heads? It's better to surrender now and at least preserve your wealth and status!"

"Insolence! Do you think that just because you're a veteran of three reigns, you can disrupt the morale of the army?"

"So what if it is? I'm telling the truth. Even if you kill me, when I get to the late lord, he won't blame me."

Zhou Yu's face visibly flushed red as he stared at Huang Gai, then with a "whoosh," he drew his sword from his waist.

"Anyone who undermines morale will be executed!"

"Where are the executioners?"

The two axemen immediately stepped forward, saying they were about to drag Huang Gai away.

"slow--!"

Lu Su rushed out and grabbed Zhou Yu's arm tightly, sweating profusely with anxiety.

"Gongjin, please calm down! Gongfu is a loyal minister of three generations; he cannot be killed! He cannot be killed!"

"Please, Governor, have mercy!"

Cheng Pu, Han Dang, and other veteran generals also knelt down to plead for Huang Gai's life.

"What are you begging for? What are you opening for? Just let him kill me!"

……

in the corner.

Zhao Yu held a military baton, his mind blank.

who am I?

Where am I?

He looked down at his hands.

The tiger's mouth has calluses.

It's not a robot's hand, it's a hand holding a stick.

Memories flooded in.

I, a modern android butler, have transmigrated. Because I have the memories of my former master, Zhao Yu, I can be considered half-human.

crossed.

The Three Kingdoms period, the Battle of Red Cliffs, the central command tent.

The play before us is familiar to anyone well-versed in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms—

A self-inflicted injury ruse.

Zhou Yu beat Huang Gai; one was willing to hit, and the other was willing to be hit.

To deceive Cao Cao, and for that one fire.

Since it's all acting, let's just go along with it.

Being an extra, earning a meager meal, and waiting for the Battle of Red Cliffs to ignite, might just earn me some military merit.

At this moment, the drama inside the tent reached its climax.

Zhou Yu was held by Lu Su and could not break free, so he could only smash his sword on the ground.

"He may be spared the death penalty, but he cannot escape punishment!"

Zhou Yu pointed at Huang Gai, gritting his teeth:

"Drag him away! Give him one hundred lashes! Beat him hard!"

This was just a play, so Huang Gai naturally had nothing to fear.

"Fine, then. Even after I die, I'll still go to my late lord and complain about you."

Two guards lifted the yellow canopy and pressed it onto the torture bench.

They removed their armor, revealing their backs.

Although Huang Gai was old, his muscles were still firm.

Zhou Yu's gaze swept across the entire area, finally landing on the executioner.

That is, it fell on Zhao Yu.

Their eyes met.

Zhou Yu's eyelids twitched slightly, his expression complex.

Three parts anger, seven parts implication.

It means: the act should be realistic, the actions should be ruthless, and it should look terrible, but—don't break them.

Zhao Yu was about to walk up.

【Ding. 】

[The execution system is 100% activated.]

[Bound Host: Zhao Yu.]

[Judgment Rule: Ignore logic and the laws of physics, and forcibly execute the instructions of the highest authority in the current scene. (Of course, we can't let the host commit suicide or anything like that, or the whole thing would be over.)]

What? Zhao Yu was taken aback.

On the main tent, Zhou Yu saw Zhao Yu in a daze and assumed that he dared not make a move.

The play must not be interrupted.

Feigning even greater anger, he rushed to the table, grabbed the token, and threw it at Zhao Yu's feet.

"What are you standing there for!"

"Didn't you eat?"

Zhou Yu amplified his voice as much as possible so that potential Cao army spies could hear him more clearly.

Immediately afterwards, he roared out that deadly line:

"This is a traitor! Show no mercy!"

"Beat them to death!"

"beat!"

Beat them to death.

Four words, clear and easy to hear.

[Command detected.]

A mechanical sound rang out.

[Commander who issued the order: Zhou Yu (Grand Commander-in-Chief and Left Protector of Eastern Wu).]

[Instructions: "Kill them all," "Hold no mercy."]

[System determination: 100% chance of a lethal strike.]

[Power Modification: Activated.]

[Critical Hit Lock: Enabled.]

Zhao Yu sensed something was wrong.

The body is out of control.

A surge of heat rose from his dantian and flowed directly into his arms.

The military baton in his hand, which was originally heavy, now felt as light as a feather.

But the power it contains is enough to split a mountain in two.

Zhao Yu didn't want to kill anyone; he knew it was a ruse.

He wanted to stop.

The brain issues the command: Stop, be gentle, just a little bit.

System rejection: [Insufficient permissions. Execute Grand Commander's command.]

Huang Gai lay on the stool, glancing sideways at Zhao Yu.

His eyes even held encouragement: "Kid, come on, I'm not afraid of pain, it's just a minor injury, it'll heal with time."

Zhao Yu raised the stick.

The movements were precise and the range of motion was extremely large, with the tip of the stick pointing to the sky, creating a sharp gust of wind.

Watching this scene, Zhou Yu nodded to himself: This soldier is good, he has a strong presence and acts well. I'll give him a bonus after the show.

Even Zhuge Liang, who was standing to the side, did not see it, and only said: "Gongjin has good methods."

The stick falls.

The wind rises.

It is not an adjective.

It's real wind.

The air was torn apart, producing a loud bang.

Waaah—!

Huang Gai's pupils dilated instantly.

As a veteran who has been through countless battles, he is most sensitive to killing intent.

This is clearly not a beating.

This is like a boulder pressing down on you.

He tried to dodge, but it was too late.

"Snapped!"

A muffled thud.

Huang Gai's back dented down.

The spine was completely shattered.

The powerful impact didn't even reach the stool; all the kinetic energy was absorbed by Huang Gai's body.

Huang Gai opened his mouth wide.

I wanted to scream.

But his lungs were already rotten, and his trachea was full of blood and foam.

"Well……"

He spat out a mouthful of black blood three feet away.

His head tilted to the side.

His eyes widened in disbelief, and he died with his eyes open in death.

Dead silence.

Inside the large tent were dozens of civil and military officials and dozens of personal guards.

No one spoke.

Even breathing stopped.

The teacup slipped from Lu Su's hand.

It shattered into pieces.

Only then did Zhao Yu feel that he had regained control of his body.

Then look at the yellow cover on the stool.

That blow turned his back into a sheet of paper.

This person is clearly not going to make it.

Even Bian Que would have to shake his head if he came.

Even if Hua Tuo comes, you have to give him a gift.

Zhao Yu gripped the stick, his palms sweating profusely.

What should I do?

This is a real disaster.

The self-inflicted injury plan backfired.

It's turned into a murder scene.

Huang Gai was a veteran minister of three generations and an elder statesman during the reign of Sun Jian.

He killed himself with a single blow.

Inside the tent, Cheng Pu, Han Dang, and their old comrades all had knives in their hands.

It would only take a few minutes to chop myself into mincemeat.

You must save yourself.

Shifting blame – finding the biggest scapegoat.

Who should I contact?

Zhou Yu.

Yes, he's the one who made me do it.

Zhao Yu then turned to face Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu remained frozen in that roaring pose.

He considered a million possibilities.

Huang Gai couldn't take it anymore and fainted.

Huang Gai was even crippled.

But he never expected a blow.

The person is gone?

Zhao Yu slammed the blood-stained military baton directly onto the ground.

"Report to the Grand Commander!"

This roar brought half of everyone's souls back to reality.

Everyone stared at him.

"Execution complete!"

"Prisoner Huang Gai has been confirmed dead!"

"This subordinate strictly enforces the Commander-in-Chief's orders: fight to the death, show no mercy!"

Zhou Yu: "..."

Lu Su: "..."

"you……"

Zhou Yu, trembling, pointed his finger at Zhao Yu.

Blood rushed to his head, and he was momentarily speechless.

I told you to act, not to actually kill anyone!

Veteran Cheng Pu's eyes even turned red.

He and Huang Gai were sworn brothers.

"I'm going to skin you alive!"

A flash of cold light, and the longsword went straight for Zhao Yu's throat.

Immediately afterwards, Han Dang, Jiang Qin, Zhou Tai, and five or six other generals all drew their swords.

They were all preparing to attack Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu did not move.

Hiding is useless.

He kept his eyes fixed on Zhou Yu—at this moment, only Zhou Yu, and only this set of "military command logic," could save him.

Or rather, there is only this one set of "logic".

"Wait!"

"You generals want to kill me?"

Zhao Yu pointed to his own nose.

"I, Zhao Yu, am but a nobody."

"I have no grudge against General Huang."

"Why did you commit such a heinous act?"

"It was a military order to kill him, I did nothing wrong. The Grand Commander said to beat him to death, so I did it."

"I carried out the governor's orders to the best of my ability; what crime have I committed?"

"In Eastern Wu, is obeying the Grand Commander's orders also a capital offense?"

The entire hall fell silent once again.

I can't cut it down.

This creates a closed logical loop.

Blame Zhao Yu? He was the executor.

Blame Zhou Yu? It was indeed Zhou Yu who shouted those words; hundreds of ears heard them.