Three Kingdoms: Start by buying a governor.

"Alright!" Zhang Fei shouted at the top of his lungs, "Fengxian, give it your all! Rengui, don't hold back either!"

Guan Yu stroked his long beard, his phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, and said, "Although Fengxian's halberd technique is wild... Rengui's halberd technique combines orthodox and unorthodox methods... Within three hundred rounds, it will be difficult to determine the winner."

The two fought from the east side of the field to the west side, and then from the south side to the north side.

Lu Bu grew increasingly frenzied as he fought, shouting incessantly; Xue Rengui, on the other hand, remained silent and focused, his eyes fixed solely on his opponent and the moves of his halberd.

After three hundred rounds of fighting, the two were still evenly matched and evenly matched!

Lu Bu, caught up in the excitement of the fight, was drenched in sweat but still full of energy. He shouted, "That's exhilarating! Three hundred more rounds!"

Although Xue Rengui was also panting, his breathing remained steady, and he smiled, saying, "Fengxian, you are truly heroic! Then let's fight again!"

The two fought again.

...

On the other hand, the spear duel between Zhao Yun and Luo Cheng presented a completely different scene.

The two mounted their horses. Zhao Yun rode the Night-Shining Jade Lion, pure white and exceptionally swift.

Luo Cheng rode a white dragon that could chase the wind, a steed chosen from among thousands.

"please!"

"please!"

Both silver spears thrust out simultaneously!

Zhao Yun wielded the Dragon Gallant Silver Spear using the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear Technique. The spear's shadows danced and flew, truly like a hundred birds singing in unison. The movements were unpredictable and ever-changing, with the spear following the body and the body following the spear. Man and spear became one, reaching a state of perfection.

The spear tip, like a series of cold stars, enveloped Luo Cheng's vital points.

Luo Cheng's Five-Hook Divine Flying Silver Spear takes a risky and unconventional approach. The spearhead has five barbs, which can be used to stab, hook, and lock. The moves are cunning and ruthless, targeting human joints and gaps in armor.

His marksmanship was lightning fast, and it also carried a sinister edge.

"Ding ding ding ding!"

The sound of gun tips colliding was dense, like raindrops pattering on banana leaves, crisp and pleasant to the ear.

Both men were extremely agile and skilled horsemen.

Sometimes they clashed, sometimes they circled, the silver spears transforming into two silver dragons, coiling and tumbling in the air.

Zhao Yun's spear technique was righteous and awe-inspiring, combining offense and defense; Luo Cheng's spear technique was unpredictable and unpredictable, seeking victory in the face of danger.

"Beautiful!" Xu Da couldn't help but exclaim. "This marksmanship has reached a state of perfection!"

Qin Qiong nodded and said, "Zilong's spear technique is steady and skillful, while Luo Cheng's spear technique is fierce and unpredictable. Each has its own strengths. This battle will probably last until dark."

Cheng Yaojin sidled up to Qin Qiong, grinning, and said, "Second Brother Qin, look how lively their fight is, why don't we join in..."

"Stop!" Qin Qiong quickly waved his hand. "Fight you? Do you think I don't know your three tricks? It's either 'splitting the head,' 'ghost picking teeth,' or 'ear picking.' It's all the same old thing."

Cheng Yaojin blushed, scratched his head and chuckled. His three-pronged attack was quite effective on the battlefield, but when sparring with Qin Qiong... it was indeed no match.

Three hundred rounds have passed, and it's still impossible to determine who is better!

Zhao Yun's spear technique gradually became more steady, adapting to any situation with unchanging tactics; Luo Cheng's spear technique became increasingly fierce, with attacks coming like a tidal wave.

The soldiers watching were so engrossed that they didn't dare to breathe.

"My God... that marksmanship..."

"I can't see it at all!"

"General Zhao and General Luo...they are amazing!"

On the training ground, the two pairs of generals were engaged in a fierce battle.

The soldiers watching couldn't take it all in. One moment they were watching Lu Bu and Xue Rengui clash with their halberds on the left, sparks flying, and the next they were watching Zhao Yun and Luo Cheng's spears flashing and silver light flashing on the right. Cheers rose and fell, and their voices became hoarse from shouting.

On the high platform, Liu Ce had already taken off his armor, changed into casual clothes, and sat on the armchair brought by his personal guards, with his legs crossed, drinking tea and eating the melon seeds that Cheng Yaojin had "offered" to him, watching with great interest.

"Not bad, not bad," he commented as he watched. "Fengxian and Rengui represent violent aesthetics, which is very satisfying to watch; Zilong and Luocheng represent technical skill, which is pleasing to the eye."

Yuwen Chengdu, who had recovered, changed his clothes and sat down beside him. Hearing this, he nodded and said, "What you say is absolutely right, my lord. General Xue and General Lü are both generals who fight fiercely, while General Zhao and General Luo rely more on skill."

"You're not bad either," Liu Ce said, patting him on the shoulder. "A technical player among power players, and a power player among technical players. Your overall strength is top-notch."

Although Yuwen Chengdu didn't fully understand what "打打的" meant, he guessed it was a compliment and grinned.

The entire military camp was filled with a passionate and exciting atmosphere, even more lively than a temple fair during the Lunar New Year.

The generals exchanged skills and the soldiers observed and learned, which boosted morale even further.

On the field, the two duels continued for over a hundred rounds, still ending in a draw.

Liu Ce glanced at the sky; the sun was already setting. He stood up, clapped his hands, and said, "Alright, alright! That's enough for today! If we keep fighting, it'll get dark! It's a draw! It's a draw!"

Lu Bu and Xue Rengui fought for six hundred rounds, ultimately ending in a draw.

Both of them were drenched in sweat, but they looked at each other and laughed, patting each other on the shoulder, showing a sense of mutual respect between heroes.

Zhao Yun and Luo Cheng fought for five hundred rounds without a clear victor, and agreed to fight again another day.

The four top-level matches left the soldiers completely satisfied, with cheers rising in waves.

Liu Ce jumped onto the platform, hands on his hips, and shouted, "Did you enjoy the show today?"

"That was awesome!!!"

A deafening roar, like a tsunami.

"Would you like to watch this often in the future?"

"think!!!"

"Then train hard!" Liu Ce laughed. "If you train well, you'll have plenty of opportunities to spar with these generals in the future! Those who performed well today will get an extra meal tonight! Plenty of food and drink! But one condition: no getting drunk. Training will resume as usual tomorrow!"

"Aww!!!"

The entire army was in an uproar.

"May Your Majesty enjoy boundless blessings!!!"

The atmosphere was completely ignited, and the entire military camp became a sea of ​​joy.

That evening, a grand banquet was indeed held in the military camp. Of course, the wine was rationed, but the meat was plentiful.

Liu Ce and his generals gathered in the central command tent, where they ate large chunks of meat and drank large bowls of wine.

During the gathering, everyone discussed martial arts and exchanged experiences, creating a lively atmosphere.

Lu Bu, holding his wine cup, said to Xue Rengui, "Rengui, we haven't had enough fun today. Let's fight again another day!"

Xue Rengui raised his glass and said, "I'm always ready to join you."

Zhao Yun and Luo Cheng were also exchanging tips on spear techniques in hushed tones, chatting happily.

Zhang Fei sidled up to Yuwen Chengdu and chuckled, "Chengdu, not bad! You managed to fight with your brother for so long! How about we have a spar sometime? No weapons, just a contest of strength!"

Yuwen Chengdu's lips twitched, and he said modestly, "...Zhang Yide, I am skilled in weapons, wrestling is not my forte."

"What's there to be afraid of! It's just for fun!"

Guan Yu said slowly from the side, "Third brother, don't make things difficult for Chengdu."

Cheng Yaojin darted around, clinking glasses with this person and chatting idly with that person, finally sidling up to Liu Ce and whispering, "My lord, today's scene has truly ignited morale! From now on, our training will be a roaring success!"

Liu Ce nodded with a smile, but in his heart he was thinking: The enthusiasm of the military officers has been mobilized, but what about the civil officials... Hmm, I have to go to the government office tomorrow, so that those guys don't think I'm being biased.

Overall, though, it was worth the trip.

Looking at the bustling scene inside the tent, Liu Ce took a sip of wine, feeling quite pleased with himself: This is the life a transmigrator should live! He has brothers, a career, and hope!