Mythical Three Kingdoms

To put it simply, for the Vanguard I don’t care whether your Defense is one or ten, I just hit you with an Attack of eleven across the board. As for calculating what kind of attack to use against what kind of enemy—calculate my ass, I just go in with a saturation strike; if you’re dead, I win, what’s there to calculate.

Naturally, in this situation, even with everything invested in Evasion Defense, the Fourteen Combined Legion still got nearly a thousand men taken out by that volley of Kinetic Arrows. And that was only because Benito was experienced, battle‑hardened, and didn’t dare tank it head‑on, relying entirely on evasion. Otherwise, this one wave might have left the Fourteen Combined Legion half crippled at the hands of Sheni Pei.

“Finally vented some anger, I feel much better.” Sheni Pei happily wrapped up, mounted his horse and ran off together with the Han Army. The others were likewise very satisfied with that wave of attacks; the Fourteen Combined Legion’s conduct earlier really had disgusted them to no end.

“It’s a pity. If they’d been within normal range earlier, we should’ve tacked on another ten waves of Cloud Qi Arrows and wiped the whole legion out. That disgusting unit… sigh, why don’t we have a legion like that?” Sheni Pei let out a long sigh, oddly full of envy toward the Fourteen Combined Legion.

“Even if they’re within range, with Cloud Qi Arrows alone you still wouldn’t be able to do much to them. Sure, Cloud Qi Arrows have pretty solid killing power, but up against that guy on the other side who can casually slap on two Defensive Talents whenever he feels like it, it’s not realistic to expect Cloud Qi Arrows to burst out explosive damage in an instant.” Chen Gong sighed as he spoke; he also felt that legion in the rear was revolting as hell.

“Oh, I remember now, Zhengli specially mentioned the Fourteen Combined Legion and the Fifth Lark Legion back then.” Gao Lan suddenly spoke up.

“Oh? What did he say?” Sima Yi asked curiously. To be honest, since Juo Yi had once been a Legion Leader of a Military Spirit Legion and was well‑versed in drilling soldiers, and this round he’d just demonstrated extremely high capability in leading troops, Sima Yi had considerable respect for him, and so also wanted to know what Rome’s Fourteen Combined Legion and the Fifth Lark Legion looked like in Juo Yi’s eyes.

The others all turned to look at Gao Lan when they heard this, also very interested in Juo Yi’s evaluations of those two legions. As for the soldiers’ injuries—just look at Zhang Liao, who’s already stepping toward Breakthrough Level, currently spamming his Talent on all the soldiers.

Continuous treatment: as long as you haven’t gone down, your wounds will gradually heal. For a current state where they’re not in battle, it’s just insanely effective.

“Zhengli said they’re ‘interesting.’ One represents ‘having everything’ but being too ambitious, with no way to move forward; the other has already stepped into the extreme, but now faces a situation that is beyond comprehension.” Gao Lan explained, and everyone instantaneously knew which evaluations corresponded to which legion.

“Makes sense. The Fourteen Combined Legion having every possible Talent is basically cheating, to the point they’ve got no way to manifest any new external Talents at all.” Zhuge Liang nodded as he spoke. “If they could externally manifest just two Talents…”

The Han Army generals and think tanks all went dark‑faced. If you don’t count the Eagle Banner and the Fourteen Combined Legion can still play with two Talents, that legion is basically invincible. Even those Iron Cavalry led by guys like Li Jue would have absolutely no way to deal with them.

“Is the Fifth Lark Legion’s problem that the person who created it already can’t comprehend his own Talent anymore?” Sima Yi spoke slowly. “In other words, these two legions themselves are already at their limits and can’t be strengthened any further?”

“Whether they can be strengthened is actually meaningless now. With the abilities they currently have, as long as their brains are functioning normally, nobody is going to wipe them out.” Chen Gong said helplessly. “It’s just like the White Horse in the Central Plains—so long as the commander in charge of White Horse has normal intelligence, there’s simply no way to annihilate White Horse.”

“Compared to normal legions, these kinds of units are completely over the line in terms of capability.” Zhuge Liang said with a tangled expression as well. “Their advantage is way too obvious. They inherently come with a ‘if we can’t win, we just run’ mode, and basically there’s no scenario where someone can catch up and finish them off.”

“Just be extra careful whenever we run into these two legions in the future. Granted, their combat capacity is only mid‑tier among Dual Talents, but if you run into them, just treat them as Three Talents. Anyway, whenever I leave camp, I’m going to start by dumping a hundred thousand Cloud Qi Arrows outside the camp first.” Sheni Pei said fiercely. Everyone, while speechless, still silently nodded.

“Speaking of which, does anyone know how to train this Elite Talent for Cloud Qi Arrows?” Sunx Quan rode over, looking utterly miserable. He’d had it rough today: in the earlier big battle, somebody even chopped off his sleeve. That strike really scared him half to death; if not for the fact that the inner armor his brother gave him was truly reliable, his arm might well have gone flying.

Speaking of which, he’d sent people back to the Central Plains to plead for help over the New Year; he had no idea how things were over there now. But thinking about the distance, his brother Sunx Ce probably wouldn’t get the message for another month. And that’s with the single‑rider triple‑horse relay courier mode—by the time his brother’s army arrived… uh, judging from how brutal today’s battle was, it’s quite possible they’d be arriving just in time to collect his corpse.

Thinking about how he’d been ennobled so young and hadn’t enjoyed any of it yet, only to run into such a miserable situation—especially when his older brother, who was practically a pillar holding up the heavens, and Brother Gongjin, who could solve any problem for his brother, were both not by his side—Sunx Quan felt he was just too damn unlucky.

In this situation he could only rely on himself. If he didn’t want to become a corpse, then here he really had no choice but to rely on these people. Well, better yet, he should rely on himself. Thinking it over, he realized he honestly didn’t have any particular abilities. Ah, I absolutely don’t want to die!

Precisely because he’d been forced by society, Sunx Quan finally started using that brain of his that hadn’t really been used in years. Heaven and earth might be vast, but nothing was more important than his own life.

Sunx Quan strained to get his brain in gear. Thinking about it: from my observations, it seems my brother gave me a very targeted set of legions; they’re all powerful archers. No need to talk about their killing power; plus, with the Yuan Clan holding the front line, as long as I help the Yuan Clan take out the enemy, I’ll definitely be safe on my end.

The Eastern Wu Archers have very reliable killing power. If there’s any problem, it’s the carrying of arrows. With that in mind, Sunx Quan figured that even though he didn’t know how to drill soldiers, he could at least point out the problem—and among this group, someone would definitely be able to solve it.

“Exactly. I think that for archers, other Talents aren’t that important; Cloud Qi Arrows is the crucial Talent. We prepped three jars of arrows for the Elite of Danyang this round and even kept the attacks controlled, yet we nearly ran out.” Lyu Meng stepped up to speak as well.

The Eastern Wu Archers—say what you will, their hit rate is indeed extremely high. They can suppress other legions by arrow fire alone. If it weren’t for the enemy’s arrow rate being so insanely fast, Lyu Meng would have had no problem pinning them down.

But arrows are consumables after all. Lyu Meng had only prepared two jars of arrows for the ordinary Elite Archers, and who could have known things would get so crazy later on.

“The Talent for Cloud Qi Arrows, huh.” Everyone shook their heads. Honestly, apart from seeing that Talent with the Vanguard, they’d never heard of any other legion having it. This Talent could be called extremely powerful, and it was indeed a very useful one.

“We’ll all think of something later.” Zhuge Liang looked just as lost. He’d never even considered how this Talent could be trained.

“I’ll try to figure something out then.” Lyu Meng said rather helplessly. Without this Talent, no matter how strong the killing power of their Eastern Wu Archers was, it would be heavily limited.

“Speaking of which, did you guys notify the Central Plains over the New Year?” Sunx Quan asked the crowd with a look of longing in his eyes. Everyone nodded.

No shit they notified them. They’d said they were coming to get some practice in, said this place wasn’t dangerous, said they were just here to slack off and pick up some freebies—no real danger at all.

At the beginning it really looked that way: they picked up a ton of supplies and baggage for free, and even got a city for nothing, generous enough to hand every soldier ten silver coins.

On that note, you had to mention the current price difference between Central Plains silver and Roman silver. On Rome’s side, they use silver coins, and there are quite a few silver mines. On the Han Dynasty’s side, silver and gold are both luxury goods, and at this stage silver and gold are the same price.

Naturally, handing out silver coins made the Han Army soldiers in the first Two Rivers war very happy. They’d barely fought any tough battles and had already gotten so many benefits. Sunx Quan had been very pleased at the time, thinking his brother was ridiculously reliable—come over, and it’s all free loot.

What happened afterward doesn’t need to be said. In the second Two Rivers war, they jumped straight from easy mode to hell mode; even the hidden boss Severus showed up, and this group of young people who’d come for training almost got wiped out.

Fortunately in the first round there’d been a Celestial God Lyu Bu holding up the stage; they only got brushed by a residual wave and didn’t encounter any major trouble. As for now, Sunx Quan just wanted to say one thing: Brother, you really are my real brother—could you possibly be any less reliable?

“Quit dreaming about nice things. Even if the closest, Minister of Works Cao Sikong wants to send troops, after he gets the message we sent back, there’s absolutely no way they arrive in less than three months.” Sima Yi sneered. “It’s obvious at this point that all those old geezers back home misjudged the situation. We can only rely on ourselves.”

“Actually, the White Horse Soldiers can probably get here in about a month, and the nearest Yuan Clan, if they send pure cavalry, should be about the same speed.” Zhuge Liang spoke slowly.

“They’re out of troops.” Sheni Pei said with a blank expression.

“So we hold out for a month. One way or another, White Horse will definitely come after a month.” Zhuge Liang’s mouth twitched. If other people still needed to think about whether that was really the case, maybe or maybe not, he could guarantee that the big shots in the rear had absolutely dropped the ball.

Because Zhuge Liang’s cultivation direction was internal affairs, and after coming here he’d put everything into warfare, and he was even the Person in Charge. Yeah, what a joke!