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

Yes, that's the feeling—the pure feeling of someone who's never experienced the harsh realities of high-tech work or been injected with hormones.

Despite Yu Jin's complete loss of integrity, nothing can sway him as long as his life isn't threatened.

His loyalty far surpasses that of enlightened modern people.

Qi Ye didn't bet all his chips on Yu Jin. As a player, leveling up was the top priority. With a higher level, one would naturally be invincible.

If Yu Jin dares to rebel again, the Martial Saint can suppress him with a single hand.

The entire camp was now in chaos, a scene of turmoil and fighting. The sounds of battle were incessant.

These were soldiers whom their parents had painstakingly raised and sent to make their mark, only to die rashly at the hands of their own people. It was truly a pity.

The Martial Saint commanded: "Quickly quell the unrest."

Preserving even one soldier means preserving a portion of strength. The trained legions become more elite and capable of fighting.

Yu Jin's fighting spirit was ignited; he knew his chance to shine had arrived. He shook off his dejection and regained the imposing presence of one of the Five Tiger Generals: "Send the order down! The entire army is to retreat south!"

The Martial Saint's face turned cold: "Hmm?"

Yu Jin's gaze was sharp as he explained solemnly:

"My lord, you may not know this, but it's so dark now. If I go and call for a halt, I might get slashed by a flying blade and killed out of nowhere. I've always been strict in managing my troops, and my orders are strictly enforced. I never disobey orders."

"But the usual methods are not enough to deal with Yingxiao. Only by retreating with everyone will they calm down, think things through, and realize their mistake."

The Martial Saint said indifferently, "Do as you say."

Yu Jin clasped his hands in a resounding fist and said, "Yes, sir." He then turned around and dispatched scouts in all directions.

A high-pitched bugle call rose into the dark sky.

The messenger galloped across the battlefield: "Retreat! The general has ordered a retreat to the south!"

The comrades who were still fighting fiercely immediately perked up. They were "servants of the army" of Eastern Wu, not even as good as the private soldiers of the Eastern Wu generals, and had no status whatsoever.

The quartermaster disguised tree bark and grass roots as military rations and transported them to the camp. They dared not speak out against it, and no one stood up for justice when they reported it.

They devoured the meager broth like hungry wolves, licking the scraps from broken bowls clean, and waking up hungry in the middle of the night to steal wild beans.

Winter clothing is the thinnest, and they shivered every time they attacked a city. If they had enough warm clothes, they should have taken Maicheng in the first round.

The soldiers had long forgotten their lofty ambitions of joining the army; all they wanted was to live well and eventually return north to see their families. Retreat suited their tastes perfectly.

"Follow the torches out of the camp, quick!" Scouts galloped back and forth, relaying the message.

The chaotic camp was soon restored to order, and the soldiers lined up in formation after leaving the camp.

Yu Jin calmly directed the troops, a flattering expression on his face: "My lord, how is my military command?"

This was a riot! Panic erupted like a plague, instantly igniting mass madness and causing soldiers to kill each other. Yu Jin quelled it with a single move; he truly has some skill.

The Martial Saint calmly replied, "Not bad."

Yu Jin sensed that calmness concealed a terrifying power. It was as if his own secret thoughts had been laid bare for all to see.

Now that the army has returned to order, he can give the order and send them all charging forward to fight Guan Yu to the death.

However, Yu Jin dared not. For Guan Yu, slaying generals and seizing flags was as easy as taking candy from a bag.

Jiang Qin, Han Dang, Gan Ning, and Ling Tong were all heroes, known as the Tiger Generals of Jiangdong, but none of them could defeat Guan Yu in a single battle.

Yu Jin wasn't confident he could survive Guan Yu's attacks. Holding Maicheng and waiting for reinforcements from Ba and Shu might offer an opportunity to negotiate with Eastern Wu.

Jingzhou is lost, but we can take it back later. As for destroying Wu, that's incredibly difficult; it's impossible to succeed without three to five years of preparation.

The North will not stand idly by and watch Eastern Wu perish.

Yu Jin cleared his throat and continued, "My lord, please wait here for a moment. I will go and persuade the soldiers to explain the situation."

Qi Ye remained calm, his thoughts racing. The Martial Saint's appearance at this moment was inappropriate; it could easily cause widespread chaos. If fighting resumed, it would be very difficult to stop.

If Yu Jin wants to make some underhanded moves, it's nothing more than a battle followed by an assassination attempt.

The Martial Saint's stealth is unparalleled. As an excellent assassin, once he sets his sights on a target, he will not easily let it go.

Yu Jin stood upright and immediately added, "I promised to serve you, my lord, and I will never break my word. If you do not believe me, you can come up with a corresponding solution, and I will have no complaints."

The Martial Saint, though not angry, exuded an aura of authority: "I believe you."

Yu Jin was flattered, for with his reputation, he was truly unworthy of the title "Lord Guan." Who was Lord Guan? He was unparalleled in loyalty and integrity, and his word was as good as gold.

He clasped his hands in a bow, then strolled to the front of the formation:

"Brothers, it was wrong of me to bring you to Jiangdong, and I've made you suffer. Jiangdong doesn't treat us like human beings, and I really can't take it anymore."

"I've decided to rebel against Jiangdong!"

A great commotion broke out in the ranks, with everyone turning their heads to whisper among themselves.

Yu Jin raised his arm high and then forcefully lowered it, filled with righteous indignation:

"A bunch of cowards from Jiangdong attacked Hefei with 100,000 men, only to be defeated by Zhang Liao's 800. Someone's shouting behind their backs, 'What's the Wu ruler called? Sun Quan!' What good will come of following Sun Quan?"

The crowd's lips twitched; they didn't want to surrender to Jiangdong and risk their lives for them.

There's no other way, is there?

Yu Jin struck while the iron was hot, without hesitation:

"You're probably wondering where we can go after leaving Jiangdong. To be honest, we can go anywhere after leaving Jiangdong."

"There was a man of unparalleled martial arts who slew Yan Liang and Wen Chou in the face of a vast army. He was also a man of unparalleled righteousness who traveled a thousand miles alone to find his brother. He guarded Jingzhou and his might shook the land."

"The execution of generals Han Dang, Jiang Qin, Gan Ning, and Ling Tong was like slaughtering dogs and pigs..."

The three armies were in uproar, all of them were surprised and suspicious, and their expressions were completely lost.

Yu Jin steadied himself and raised his voice:

"If we want to go home, there's only one way: seek refuge with Guan Yu in our time of need. Guan Yu is a man of great loyalty and righteousness; he will never abandon us. I don't want to be a dog anymore, brothers; being a dog in Jiangdong is no easy task."

"I promised you I would take you home. I can't do it now, but I know one person can. You all know the answer in your hearts. Those who want to join Guan Yu, stay. Those who don't, disperse."

"I, Yu, cannot give you the future you desire!"

The soldiers all fell silent, looking at each other in dismay, unsure of what to do.

"Guan Yu was a man of unparalleled righteousness and possessed divine abilities. To die alongside him would bring honor to my ancestors."

"I don't want to be a coward anymore. I want to live, to live like a human being. You can all continue being dogs."

Yu Jin's trusted men shouted slogans in the crowd. More and more soldiers made their choices and echoed his call.

When there are many people, it's easy to follow the crowd. Nobody wants to use their brains, so going with the flow is the safest option.

Qi Ye was gratified and couldn't help but recall a saying: "The Three Kingdoms were ultimately ruled by Yu Jin," which made perfect sense. This man's business acumen was probably even greater than Sima Yi's!

Yu Jin looked at the assembled scholars, a natural smile playing on his lips, then turned and walked into the darkness, clasping his hands in a fist salute:

"This humble general, Yu Jin, is willing to go through fire and water for Guan Yu for generations!"

燃。

Woke up.