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

"Now is not the time to pity the experience soldiers; I am an assassin. A qualified assassin must have a strong purpose."

Qi Ye searched the minimap and found several bright spots indicating a hasty escape from the commander's tent.

In an instant, countless terrifying beams of light pierced through the air, like divine spears from the heavens.

It's a fire arrow.

Whoosh! The command tent was instantly set ablaze, flames leaping and roaring.

"Indeed, every general has personal guards under his command whom he can entrust with his life. Yu Jin, who is so afraid of death, must have gathered a group of brave men to serve him."

"I underestimated the Five Tiger Generals. The chaos in the camp does not mean that Yu Jin has lost his ability to escape."

"Sizzle—" The tent was instantly charred black by the raging fire, cracking and peeling off piece by piece, revealing its grim skeleton.

The Martial Saint, wielding a ring-pommel sword, charged out of the tent; the blade shimmered with light and shone brilliantly.

The opportunity to win a battle is fleeting; how can we afford to waste it?

The Martial Saint flicked his wrist, unleashing another blade of light that slashed down, striking the villain squarely in the groin and cleaving him in two.

He didn't linger in battle, moving like lightning, breaking through layers of enemy lines, leaving a trail of blood and flesh flying everywhere. With several clear clangs, the ring-pommel sword cleaved down from above, shattering the wooden shield.

Yu Jin was terrified, but dared not utter a sound. The daytime battle had given him a bad feeling; he sensed impending doom. Upon returning to camp, he made careful plans.

He had considered a massive night raid by a thousand troops, with Guan Yu attacking from all directions. The only thing he hadn't considered was Guan Yu sneaking in alone, storming the camp, and causing chaos.

"I must remain calm, absolutely calm. With so many people around, Guan Yu might not even recognize me."

Yu Jin's eyes were clear and bright. He lay hidden in the shadows, his precious sword gleaming, waiting with bated breath. The moment Guan Yu turned slightly, Yu Jin immediately seized his horse and fled.

Where there is life, there is hope.

A scream rang out, and suddenly, something unexpected happened. The long-faced lackey pressed closer, shouting:

"General, you have done me a great favor. I swear to protect you and get you out of here! If the traitor Guan comes, he will have to step over my dead body!"

Yu Jin took off running, his footsteps blurring into the distance. Foolish, utterly foolish; he had never seen such a fool. Normally, he had been far too kind, far too good, to these idiots.

The word "disgusting with stupidity" is truly tailor-made for him.

The Martial Saint's eyes shone brightly like the moon and stars in the sky, his heart was boiling, and he rushed over as fast as he could:

"Yu Jin, with the entire camp at your feet, who can save you? Who can save you?"

Several reverberating echoes pierced his senses, making him feel weak all over and his mouth taste bitter.

"Guan Yu, what heinous crime have I committed? Why do you insist on chasing me? I owe you nothing! I'll give you anything except my life, please stop chasing me!"

The Martial Saint moved faster than his warhorse, like a gust of wind chasing time. He held a ring-pommel sword, its golden tip gleaming in the firelight, blocking Yu Jin's path.

"So fast? Are you a horse?!" Yu Jinhun flew outside, unable to walk as if his legs had been broken.

He was left with only twenty or thirty guards, all of whom were on high alert and swallowed hard, their throats parched.

The Martial Saint's phoenix eyes shimmered with a hazy, divine light, exuding an aura of terrifying power that sent shivers down the spines of all who beheld them.

"To destroy Wu together with Guan."

Qi Ye had considered it carefully. Maicheng's troops were far too few. Taking back Jingzhou was simply impossible. Yu Jin's few thousand men were a valuable asset, and keeping them for the time being was the best option.

Even with extraordinary skills, players cannot conjure troops. The money required to recruit troops is astronomical.

Jingzhou lacks sufficient financial resources.

The current conscription of civilians into the army is severely inadequate in terms of weapons, equipment, and training. The recruits are all low-ranking soldiers, and training them will take at least ten days to half a month.

Yu Jin's troops were all elite, but their morale was low, and they couldn't exert much effectiveness or ability under his command. If the Martial Saint were to lead the army, Qi Ye was confident that he could break through Wu's camp and take down the White-Clad Brother in one fell swoop.

A bad soldier is just one bad soldier, but a bad general makes a bad army. That's the kind of logic it is.

Yu Jin curled his lip: "Guan Yu, you've already lost Jingzhou, and you're still living in a dream! If Eastern Wu were so easy to destroy, the King of Wei would have ended the chaos long ago!"

The Martial Saint brandished his sword, unleashing a feint attack: "Say what you just said again, I didn't hear you clearly."

Yu Jin remained silent, not daring to utter a single word.

The Martial Saint said arrogantly, "Within ten steps, in the entire camp, who can save you? Tell me, who can save you? I, Guan, will wait for him to come."

Yu Jin was emotionally distraught, gripping his weapon with trembling hands.

The Martial Saint said domineeringly, "Or did you all agree to attack together?"

Yu Jin wept uncontrollably, wailing and weeping bitterly:

"Guan Yu, you're bullying me! All you know how to do is bully an old man like me! You promised that your Green Dragon Crescent Blade wouldn't kill the old or the young, are you going to break your promise to the world?!"

"I've fought on the battlefield for nearly forty years, and all I want is to live well and enjoy life. I don't want anything anymore, so why are you still clinging to me? — Hmm?!"

Guan Yu said indifferently, "You have repeatedly attacked Maicheng; you must atone for your crimes. I, Guan, am giving you a chance!"

Yu Jin threw down his sword with a clatter and knelt down with a thud, weeping blood as he said:

"So what if it's destroying Wu? I'll destroy it. Even if it means destroying a hundred Wu kingdoms, I'll accept it. People like me were born to fight and die on the battlefield."

"For serving Guan Yu so faithfully, I, Yu Jin, a man of noble stature, am utterly convinced!"

"Don't let my age fool you, I can still eat three bowls of rice and a pound of meat in one meal. When it comes to troop deployment, I can talk about it from morning till night, and I'm just as good as anyone else at the vanguard."

"I have served the King of Wei for thirty years, and he knows best my bravery. Now I wish to offer my valor of over thirty years to you, my lord. Please, my lord, do not despise it!"

Qi Ye was speechless. Look at what this era has driven people to. Once your bottom line is lowered, there's no going back. Because some people will suddenly realize that they have to find a different way to live.

It will be great.

My God, Yu Jin must have felt so good. At his age, he suddenly found his direction in life.

When your life is a mess, you should open this game and check out Brother Jin. You'll find that your terrible life is nothing to worry about.

Life has a much higher margin for error than you might imagine. Don't be too hard on yourself; often, the rules you're expected to follow are just a pile of crap.

The Martial Saint's calm eyes revealed a hint of arrogance: "The Cao Wei dynasty is gone forever, and Eastern Wu treats you like a chicken or a dog. Join me in destroying Wu, and you'll still be a hero!"

How could I refuse?

Yu Jin muttered to himself, then quickly changed his mind: "Don't let my appearance fool you, which makes me a disgrace to the world. By following Guan Yu, I'll be able to wash away my infamy sooner or later."

Qi Ye was taken aback, and it took him a long time to recover. Yu Jin was right after all.

Guan Yu, who is that? He is a righteous god who enjoys incense offerings in history.

The Great Emperor Guan Sheng Di Jun, the Divine Mighty Emperor Who Subdues Demons in the Three Realms, is no mere figurehead!

Yu Jin's slight stigma is nothing in the long river of history.

Following Second Master, every difficulty is overcome.

The Martial Saint said casually, "Loyal to the Han Dynasty, no matter how great the storms may be in the future, I, Guan, will protect you."

Yu Jin suddenly raised his head and banged his head against the ground with a loud thud, then buried his face in his hands and sobbed.