Mythical Three Kingdoms

Xun Yue watched the speed of the clean-up on the field, which resembled chopping vegetables, and his eyeballs were about to fall out. Although Mann Chong would occasionally fill him in on how formidable his own City Management troops were, Xun Yue had never had a direct impression. But this time, he finally did.

”This is too formidable...” Xun Yue felt his tongue tie up a bit—the power was simply abnormal.

”Heh, this is normal. Now, the soldiers making up the City Management troops are at least veterans who have survived fifteen battles without dying. And these veterans are basically the ruthless type who only knows how to kill rather than do chores,” Jia Xu tried to maintain a calm demeanor as he spoke as if it were all to be expected.

”But this is too strong, I haven’t seen a single soldier fall,” Xun Yue said with a twitching smile, it really was like slaughtering chickens.

”That’s because of the Military Spirit. Their Military Spirit, in war, as long as their blood has not run dry, they will not fall. They will swear to protect this place until death, and this place that they have always protected responds to their will. This is their best battlefield,” Liu Bei said as he beat the drum, answering the question for Jia Xu.

”To protect those behind them, each enemy they slay, every comrade that falls, their strength will surge. The ground we stand on is buried with countless comrades, and with every ceremony of tribute, a resonance is established. Here, they are the strongest army in the world,” Liu Bei’s deep voice explained the reason for it all.

”Is it only this place in Fenggao that they’re like this? I suppose in other places, this effect would only occur when their comrades have died in battle. So this is the Military Spirit? No wonder Chen Xi said that the Military Spirit is the manifestation of will. Here, they inherit the will of those who have passed, that’s why they are so powerful,” Jia Xu said quietly, watching the city management troops below, who were engaged in a frenzied slaughter. Here, they were definitely the strongest.

”That means we cannot really see the true strength of our most elite troops,” Chen Xi said as he also emerged from the shadows. He had assumed early on that their most elite troops would be strong, but he hadn’t anticipated such an exaggerated level of power.

”To gauge the strength of our most elite troops, we’d probably need purely Elite Rank troops, and it might even take Vanguard-level armies to see the full extent,” Jia Xu continued, ”All the measures we’ve put in place seem laughable now. An army of this Military Spirit Rank is really monstrous!”

”It’s likely that only in Fenggao City would they have such combat power. Outside, their strength would decrease with distance, although they’d still be formidable, not to the extent that not a single person would die in a battle,” Chen Xi also quirked his mouth—it was literally like slaughtering chickens.

”The will of the Military Spirit has fully fortified their defense, everything they protect resonates with their will, expanding their combat capabilities. The Military Spirit also embodies the ideal that as long as their blood does not run dry, they will not fall, which implies tenacity. Here, it’s practically impossible for any army to defeat them,” Liu Bei said gravely, but he also omitted one point—his own presence also amplified the entire legion’s effect.

Liu Bei’s most terrifying talent was that those who shared his convictions were strengthened, and the very foundation of the entire City Management troop was based on Liu Bei’s principles. Under Liu Bei’s personal command, the amplification was substantial!

”That’s good, then. Over three thousand soldiers should be enough to ensure the entire safety of Fenggao City,” Chen Xi said calmly, ”After this battle, we can probably abandon the defense-level constructions I had built previously.”

”They will be the penultimate line of defense under my command,” Liu Bei said as he tapped the drum, his eyes solemnly watching the City Management troops still pursuing enemies everywhere.

As Liu Bei struck the first beat of the drum, the entire situation began to turn, and drumbeats of response broke out everywhere. Soldiers who had taken refuge in the homes of civilians at night emerged to fight.

Time rewound to the moment Liu Bei struck the drum. In a civilian’s home in Fenggao, a soldier dressed in armor quietly waited behind the door.

”Damu, you rascal, why aren’t you patrolling outside and instead came to my house?” Li Tiao picked his ears and spun two iron balls, looking dissatisfied.

”It’s an order from Secretary-General Mann, instructing all of us Fenggao soldiers to return to our homes tonight. I’m homeless, so I hid out here at Big Bro’s,” Li Damu said with a smile.

”Go, cut a piece of meat to accompany the drink,” Li Tiao said irritably, glancing at Li Damu before addressing his wife.

”Sister-in-law, no need. I’ll be leaving in a bit,” Li Damu immediately waved his hand, indicating that he wasn’t there to freeload a meal.

”Something the matter?” asked Li Tiao, frowning.

Li Damu hesitated a moment, ”Big brother, tonight someone’s planning to rebel against Lord Xuande, and I’ve come back to prepare for that.”

”You better explain yourself clearly,” Li Tiao demanded, halting the rotation of the iron ball in his left hand, his face darkening.

”Big brother, don’t ask. Just telling you this is somewhat against military regulations already, and you should know most of the soldiers have no idea what’s going on,” Li Damu said, obviously anxious.

Just as Li Tiao was about to ask further questions, the sounds of combat had already reached them from outside, and even someone as slow as Li Tiao could understand what was happening.

”Boom, boom, boom!” With three beats of the drum, Li Damu took out a piece of yellow cloth and tied it around his head, flung the front doors open, and thrust the spear forward as he rushed outside, while at the same time, all the soldiers hidden in the civilians’ homes burst forth.

”Dare to rebel against Lord Xuande?” Li Tiao’s gaze turned fierce. He pulled out his long spear that he’d used for over a decade from under his bed, wrapped the Yellow Turban’s typical yellow cloth around his head, and prepared to leave.

”Husband...” the woman holding the kitchen knife looked at Li Tiao.

”Stay home. I’ll go slaughter those bastards. I haven’t even spent a few good years under Lord Xuande’s command, and now there are people daring to rebel!” Li Tiao shouldered his long spear and dashed outside, not daring to look back into the woman’s eyes.

”Remember to come back...” the woman’s plaintive voice reached Li Tiao’s ears.

”Don’t worry, just lock the door. Don’t open it unless it’s me knocking,” Li Tiao replied after stepping outside.

”Husband, please be at ease...” The woman’s voice, tinged with sorrow, faded with the sound of the closing door within the courtyard.

As soon as he was outside, Li Tiao saw Liu Bei’s soldiers combating a group of distinctly armored soldiers. He paused momentarily, then reacted and lunged with a direct thrust, skewering two opposing soldiers like a kebab.

”Damu, didn’t you say someone was rebelling? Why is there Yuan Shao’s army too? Don’t tell me Yuan Shao’s army has attacked!” Li Tiao jabbed with his spear, killing several of Yuan Shao’s soldiers.

”How would I know what’s happening? Let’s just kill them first, but big brother, you’re too strong!” Damu first responded reflexively, then realized how easily Li Tiao was killing the enemy as if slaughtering chickens. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets on Qidian [qidian.com]. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users can read on m.qidian.com.)