Three Kingdoms: Conquer Wu from Maicheng with Cavalry and Swords, Don't Fall Behind

Historically, Yu Jin initially served under Bao Xin before joining Cao Cao, where he was known for his strict and resolute military discipline. During the Battle of Xiangfan, his army was flooded, leading him to surrender to Guan Yu. His later years were marred by disgrace, and he died in shame and resentment.

Qi Ye believed that this person had integrity when he was young. It's just that as people get older, their mentality is prone to change; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that a second personality has awakened.

Emperor Wu of Han was a man of great talent and ambition in his early years, conquering the Xiongnu in the north and expanding the territory. In his later years, however, his excessive military campaigns led to the devastation of the people. He issued the Luntai Edict to repent, thus embodying both merits and demerits.

It's not incomprehensible that Yu Jin has become what he is today.

"You can't persuade someone like this to surrender with words alone. Yi Ji started off on the wrong path. Now I'm going to persuade him to surrender in person. Would Yu Jin dare refuse?"

Qi Ye ascertained the location of Yu Jin's camp and, maneuvering the Martial Saint, headed south under the cover of night. He cautiously observed the minimap and dispatched the sentries with a few arrows. The enemy, attempting to flee, was doomed to be locked on.

Anticipating the enemy's moves is incredibly useful. It's invincible in small-scale operations.

The Martial Saint continued forward, taking out five sentries in succession, and sneaked towards the bandit camp.

"Yu Jin is really cautious, arranging so many sentries. He's much more capable than Han Zong. He truly deserves to be called a veteran of the battlefield." Qi Ye could be exposed if he's not careful.

When the Martial Saint sneaks through the tall, overgrown grass, his hands will make a brushing motion instead of crouching and moving forward directly. When near trees or fences, he will lower his body and walk close to them.

"There are details, but it feels a bit sleazy?" Qi Ye shook his head, trying to shake off the awkwardness in his mind.

He's no longer a martial saint; he's a stealthy assassin. All his brilliance and grandeur are confined to the daytime.

In front of the camp, a wide river appeared, and Yu Jin set up six sentry posts in one go, with at least twenty or thirty people on duty.

"It would be difficult to cross the bridge without alerting the camp, and clearing out all the sentries at once is impractical." Qi Ye hesitated for a moment before making a decision.

The Martial Saint took a deep breath and jumped into the icy river from upstream.

The screen suddenly changes, revealing a well-developed aquatic ecosystem. Abundant aquatic plants thrive, fish, shrimp, snails, and clams multiply, and egrets and wild ducks inhabit the area.

The fish that the Martial Saint touches while diving will all flee. Even if he floats still in a turbulent river, he will be swept away by the current.

"The details, they're truly amazing," Qi Ye exclaimed.

The Martial Saint swam underwater for less than a quarter of an hour before suddenly reaching out to cover his mouth to prevent him from drowning.

My God, it's still struggling.

The Martial Saint pushed off with his legs and floated to the surface to catch his breath. Dark clouds rolled in, briefly revealing the moonlight before disappearing again. He accurately avoided the blind spots of the sentries and made his way towards the camp wall.

"Oh no, how do I know where Yu Jin is?" Qi Ye wondered.

As soon as the patrol left, the Martial Saint slipped into the bandit camp and hid in the shadows.

Qi Ye pondered, then murmured, "If I alert the patrol guards, Yu Jin might just run away. Where would I chase him? I should probably capture someone to interrogate him first."

Just then, a burly man with a hooded face came to report that he needed to urinate, and then walked towards the location of the Martial Saint in a daze.

The Martial Saint reached out and covered his mouth, dragging him to the haystack: "Tell me, where is Yu Jin?"

The creature with its head wrapped around its face struggled for a moment, but realizing the vast difference in strength, it gave up resisting.

The Martial Saint removed his hand from his mouth: "If you want to live, confess honestly."

The man with his head covered in soot listened to the voice, which sounded somewhat familiar but he wasn't sure. He couldn't help but whisper, "Hero, spare my life! The general is in the command tent."

The Martial Saint inquired about the location of the commander's tent and some other details, answering all questions without hesitation.

"So cooperative?" Qi Ye hesitated, unsure whether to kill him or not.

Players don't need to be loyal. But since the character they're controlling is a martial saint, they can't break their promise. They might as well just let him go.

My goodness, even players have some integrity now.

Qi Ye was preparing to fulfill his promise when, unexpectedly, his head and face regained some mobility, and he was pricked by the beautiful beard.

He lay on the solid chest of the Martial Saint, made the most regrettable decision of his life, and looked up at the handsome bearded man.

My neck is stiff and frozen.

"Hmm? Dizzy? That saves trouble." Qi Ye was relieved.

No, the health bar is gone. Players are extremely sensitive to health bars; they couldn't possibly be mistaken.

Qi Ye examined it carefully again and again, and came to a terrible conclusion.

My head was covered in a blanket, it was terrifying!!

"Handsome Beard, handsome Beard, at least you're good-looking, how could you scare people to death?" Qi Ye decided not to take the blame. Perhaps he accidentally pressed some button, and the Martial Saint increased his strength.

It is a sin to fail to keep a promise.

The Martial Saint bowed three times, but it was unclear whether the man could bear it; after all, the dead should be respected.

He pulled out a ring-pommel sword and a few five-zhu coins. With a soft slur, the corpse was tossed outside the camp wall.

The Martial Saint, carrying a sword and bow, stealthily made his way to the commander's tent. The densely packed guards made it impossible to avoid them.

"I had no choice but to unleash my full power." Qi Ye patted his cheeks to clear his head and prepare himself mentally.

The Martial Saint was valiant and fearless, exerting all his strength, unleashing a thunderous and tiger-like might. The flashes of his blade, silver and gleaming, danced wildly, instantly felling the bodies of the thieves.

A heart-wrenching scream rose into the night sky, echoing throughout the desolate camp.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" someone shouted, his lungs almost bursting.

The Martial Saint in his green robe moved, unleashing another lightning-fast blade strike that sent the shield-bearer flying, shattering several ribs and nearly destroying his internal organs.

"Green robe, magnificent beard, it's Guan Yu!!!" Thunderous roar shook the heavens, and a sense of panic engulfed the camp.

The Martial Saint's power was unstoppable. His tall figure was enveloped and illuminated by the flames, like a fire god descending to earth. He slew down more than a dozen guards and sliced ​​open the commander's tent with a single stroke.

The bandits, watching from afar, trembled with fear, their scalps tingling and their bodies shaking. The supreme martial god had actually sneaked into their camp and suddenly launched an attack.

How can we defend against it?

The bandits were at a disadvantage against one person, but it was not hard for them to accept; they felt as if they were in a dream.

"Guan is here! Get out of the way if you don't want to die!" This roar was like a divine might, so intense and dazzling that no one dared to look directly at him.

The Martial Saint's blade flashed eerily and terrifyingly, faintly emitting the roars and howls of dragons and serpents. In an instant, the world turned icy cold.

"Guan Yu is coming to claim my life! Guan Yu is coming to claim my life! Run!"

In the dead of night, screams suddenly erupted from the military camp, waking all the soldiers in a panic. Terrified in the darkness, everyone scrambled for their lives, trampling each other in the process. Orders were broken; horses bolted in terror, and tents were wrecked.

In the chaos, soldiers drew their swords and hacked at each other, flesh and blood colliding, weapons clashing. The captain was unable to quell the unrest, and the camp descended into chaos, with death and injury piling up in an instant.

Qi Ye asked in surprise, "What happened? I have reinforcements again? I clearly sneaked out alone. Could it be that someone is more skilled than me?"

He quickly realized something was wrong. A commotion had broken out.

Qi Ye had heard that in the dead of night, the military camp would be disturbed by nightmares and noises, and the soldiers would become delirious in the darkness and kill each other. Often, the ground would be littered with corpses overnight, and the entire army could be wiped out even without any external enemies.

Under Yu Jin's command was a defeated army. They had suffered a defeat at Xiangfan, and their attack on Maicheng had also gone poorly. They were not respected within the Jiangdong army. All the debuffs had been applied to them.

"I'm truly impressed, my experienced soldier."