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

"We still need to conserve our habit points, lest we die in a flash. This is fine in real life, but not in the game."

Qi Ye glanced at the screen. This damned feeling of being suspended in mid-air! The Martial Saint's every move was fluid and graceful, exuding an aura of elegance and grace.

My God, wild Yan Yun!

An outsider passed by, was shocked, secretly ate, and wiped his mouth.

The martial arts style is really good!

Qi Ye glanced at his habits; ten points had been used up. He checked the recovery mechanism; out of combat, one point of game time would recover every hour.

"I only jumped a couple of times, and I need a whole day to heal?!"

He's handsome, but behind every cool move lies a considerable amount of luxury.

"If I sit still and meditate, I can recover ten points in an hour, but I won't be able to do anything else."

Qi Ye was somewhat unwilling to give up and continued exploring. A successful attack restored two points of Qi; dodging a general's attack restored five points of Qi.

"As expected, the players are all evil cultivators. They see the enemy as delicious nourishment, take pleasure in harvesting those who are stunned, ignore the rules of the battlefield, and only pursue the ultimate thrill of killing."

"What's the difference between charging headlong into the enemy ranks with unbridled ferocity and being endlessly habitual?"

Parry restores 10 points, Flash Parry restores 15 points. Note: Requires awakening the corresponding skill.

Parry (Precision Defense): Press the defense button the instant the enemy's attack hits.

Upon success, it will completely block the damage and cause the enemy to be in a state of great vulnerability. You can then press the heavy attack button to trigger a powerful follow-up attack. The visual effect is that the character parries in place and then breaks through the enemy's guard to launch a counterattack.

Flash (Precision Dodge): Press the dodge button the instant the enemy attacks.

When successful, you will be surrounded by a green light, completely avoid damage and have an extremely long invincibility frame. If you continue to press the heavy attack button, you will trigger a high-speed movement counterattack, which visually appears as if you are teleporting behind the enemy to strike.

"Invincibility frames! At specific moments during dodging, being hit, or making a move, you can become untargetable. This is the core mechanism for skilled players to dominate the game and turn the tide with a sliver of health, making it a life-saving technique."

Qi Ye understood immediately. After obtaining the relevant entries, he would find it much easier to deal with Zhang Jiao's heavenly lightning in the script.

Flashball was created to counter the boss's wide-range sweeping attacks or unblockable red light attacks.

What delighted Qi Ye the most was that the habit bar could continue to grow, increasing with his level. It was currently at 100, and by continuously consuming and replenishing it, it could grow to 150.

As the Martial Saint's level continues to increase, more will be unlocked. One day, the habit gauge will be able to strike an enemy directly in the face from hundreds of miles away.

As the threshold increases, the martial saint's inner energy will become stronger, and its lethality and power will also increase, which will be reflected in every move.

"In short, kill the people I should kill, and rescue the people I should rescue first."

Qi Ye maintained stealth, remotely detecting enemies via the minimap and using yellow arrows to avoid sentries in advance.

The journey was smooth sailing. The Martial Saint didn't kill a single person, focusing instead on improving his stealth skills.

In the open space in front of the camp, there was a fire pit with lights, and the firewood was burning with a crackling sound.

"The surrounding trees have all been cut down, and braziers have been placed outside the camp. It seems Wu Jun already knows about the Martial Saint's stealth abilities; the NPCs are improving too."

Qi Ye had previously infiltrated the camps of Han Zong, Yu Jin, and others, succeeding in doing so "silently." Lü Meng must have made corresponding arrangements to counter this.

"It seems Wang Fu was right; the camp must have been thoroughly cordoned off. If my stealth hadn't been upgraded, I certainly wouldn't have dared to act rashly. This mission is to rescue the hostages. Any slight movement could lead to their deaths."

"Save this file."

Qi Ye has always been cautious and has the potential to become an assassin. If Yi Ji dies, no matter how many Wu soldiers he kills, the mission will still be a failure.

Wu Jun's camp stretched for miles along the mountainside, banners fluttering in the breeze. Each palisade was sturdy and solidly constructed, showing no signs of shoddy workmanship. The tents formed a continuous cloud-like canopy, creating an imposing and awe-inspiring sight.

"Tsk tsk, even a large map that doesn't need to be replayed many times is made so well. Look at this model, I can feel the budget being burned. How to put it, either the production company is rich and powerful, or it's a waste of resources."

"I'm really afraid they'll go bankrupt and won't be able to pay the final payment. That's more painful than giving a card game a five-star review."

"Players of card games should be grateful. With so many internet giants using tricks and schemes, it's already quite commendable that card game developers are honestly playing dumb."

Qi Ye adopted a "just treat it as playing a free game" mentality, observing the camp's weak points. He found a spot with the fewest yellow arrows and waited quietly.

The sentry shifted his gaze, and the yellow arrow briefly disappeared. The Martial Saint rolled up his cloak to silence himself, took a few steps across the brazier, and dashed into the trench, lightly kicking down the bamboo spikes.

"I think I heard something, a whoosh, like the sound of wind. Look, the flames in the brazier are still flickering!"

"The north wind is so strong now, what's wrong with making a little noise? Remember, our lives are ours, our hard work is ours, and the credit goes to the higher-ups."

Taking advantage of the moment when the sentries were chatting, the Martial Saint made two consecutive leaps and successfully infiltrated the enemy camp, sneaking behind a haystack to hide.

Some games have powerful physics engines, allowing players to climb mountains no matter how high they are. But for a city wall as tall as a person, you need a ladder, which is quite conventional. Now, with the ability to run, jump, and flip, and all four limbs intact, nothing is more reliable.

Qi Ye looked around but couldn't find a suitable box to hide in. This game really doesn't tolerate assassins at all.

After the Martial Saint had been stealthily moving for a while, a red arrow suddenly appeared on its own.

"Killing anyone who sees me isn't too much to ask, is it?" Qi Ye clicked to aim his bow.

With a "whoosh," the soldier who was secretly urinating fell to the ground.

"Who?!" someone exclaimed from inside the tent, startling everyone awake, and they all got up.

The Martial Saint's tall figure, illuminated by the brazier, was cast outside the tent, creating a huge shadow.

"Damn it, I guess I'll have to kill everyone I see next. Why are they pushing an assassin like this? Brother White's training and camp setup are so meticulous, isn't there a single mistake in that?" Qi Ye's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

The Martial Saint sheathed his bow, donned his sword, and charged into the camp, whereupon blood splattered. In an instant, twenty or thirty corpses lay scattered, limbs mangled, blood flowing in streams, the dead unable to close their eyes in terror. The stench was overwhelming, making one want to vomit.

"The game's modeling is realistic. When you swing a ring-pommel sword to dismember someone, it tears apart layer by layer from the skin to the fat layer and muscle fibers, and finally the internal organs and blood burst and spill all over the ground. It's visually enjoyable to fight, but the enemies don't feel very responsive."

Now that they'd already alerted the enemy, Qi Ye decided to stop pretending. This camp was so large; who knew how long it would take to find them? He'd cause a ruckus first, locate Yi Ji, and try to save him if possible; if that failed, he'd reload.

With a clear objective for their second mission, they were no longer worried about failing to rescue anyone.

The Martial Saint picked up the bronze gong hanging on the tent and began to strike it vigorously, producing a sharp and piercing "clang clang clang" sound.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"