Three Kingdoms: My Strategy Simulator

Chapter 48 Li Ji’s Debate
  Outside Julu City.

Zhang Fei still led the cavalry as he did yesterday, coming to the city every hour to yell and curse.

Zhang Fei's confidence further confirmed that the Han army outside the city had already laid a dragnet.

For a time, the Yellow Turban generals in Julu City were undoubtedly completely frightened, and how could they dare to respond to Zhang Fei's "Call of Genealogy".

No matter how vulgar and indecent Zhang Fei was, many of the Yellow Turban generals pretended not to hear it, but only the Yellow Turban thieves who guarded the city with their faith suffered.

From indignation at the beginning, to silence again, and finally to complete indifference.

It wasn't until the final hour that Zhang Fei outputted again and was almost completely at a loss for words.

"A bunch of eggless tortoises, Mr. Zhang is tired of scolding them!"

"Remember, my eldest brother only gave you three days to think about it. Today is already the second day."

"Tomorrow, I will scold you again to wake you up..."

Zhang Fei roared carelessly, then turned his horse's head and led the cavalry back towards the camp as before.

This caused even the eighteen generations of their ancestors to be beaten back and forth dozens of times on the city tower. Inexplicably, the yellow scarf thieves developed a kind of "I am ashamed to be born as a human being." When they saw Zhang Fei's leaving figure, they finally had eyes in their eyes. There is a little more light.

However, when he thought that Zhang Fei would come to the city to yell and curse tomorrow, the ray of light that had just risen became much weaker again.

Unfortunately, what these Yellow Turban thieves didn't know was that after Zhang Fei escaped from the sight of the Yellow Turban defender of Julu City, he turned in vain, joined the other 500 cavalry who had gathered in advance, and quickly headed straight to the northeast.

"Hurry up!"

Zhang Fei took the water bag and took a big sip, moistening his throat that was a little dry from shouting. There was a hint of urgency in his eyes, and Li Jina's words that seemed to be full of smiles appeared in his mind unconsciously. The face of words.

[Yide, don't worry, even if you rush to Boluojin at the end of the Qianshen period, you will definitely be able to make it in time. 】

[On the contrary, if you disappear early, it is likely to alert the Yellow Turbans in Julu City. Once the Yellow Turbans in Julu City react to support Bo Luojin, Brother Xuande is likely to fall into a desperate situation of being attacked from both sides. 】

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Zhang Fei's face unconsciously, and then he suddenly felt that something was not right.

Why does Mr. Zikun's tone sound so like the tone of a neighbor's aunt coaxing children?
  It must be...an illusion, right?
  ……

at the same time.

In a forest less than thirty miles away from Boluojin.

More than 4,000 soldiers led by Liu Bei were resting in the woods, allowing the soldiers to relieve the fatigue of the march and make final preparations for the next battle.

Li Ji squinted for a while, a little worried about the situation on Lu Zhi's side, but he tossed and turned for a while and still couldn't fall asleep.

Then Li Ji simply got up and walked around casually in the woods, observing the status of the soldiers.

Although these soldiers did not receive much professional training, they followed Liu Bei all the way from Zhuojun to fight here, and their energy and spirit were obviously much stronger than before.

What's more important is that these soldiers are mainly composed of two parts: one is Zhuoxian Xiangyong, and the other is recruited from the Yellow Turbans in Daxing Mountain.

The friendship of fellow villagers or the grace of survival, and the frequent favors given by Liu Bei, the "Han Succubus", made these soldiers extremely loyal to Liu Bei.

Therefore, even though this journey can be regarded as a wandering march, there are only a handful of soldiers who escaped privately.

Suddenly, Li Ji, who was walking to the edge of the forest, heard a sharp sound breaking through the air. He carefully walked closer and found that it was Guan Yu practicing his moves in an open space.

However, when Li Ji got close to a certain distance, he was still noticed instantly despite his back to Guan Yu.

Guan Yu suddenly turned his head, and after realizing that the person coming was Li Ji, he thrust the handle of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword into the ground, then raised his hands and saluted.

"Mr. Zikun."

Li Ji looked at the distance between himself and Guan Yu, which was still ten steps away, and said. "Yun Chang has a keen ear."

Guan Yu explained. "As a general, you naturally need to be particularly sensitive to the sound of footsteps, the sound of blades being drawn, and the sound of breaking through the air. Otherwise, it will be difficult to observe many attacks on the battlefield with just your eyes."

"How far away can Yun Chang hear the sound of arrows breaking through the air?" Li Ji asked curiously.

Guan Yu thought for a moment and replied.

"Guan can hear about fifteen feet. The third brother is slightly stronger than Guan and can tell whether there is a hidden arrow attacking within twenty feet."

Suddenly, Li Ji understood why Guan Yu, among the top military generals, shot many more arrows in his life than other top generals. This was because this was Guan Yu's shortcoming.

If Li Ji remembered correctly, he seemed to have seen Zhao Yun, who was also a top military general, claiming that he could distinguish the sound of arrows piercing the air from a hundred meters away, and that Zhao Yun had never been injured by an arrow in his life.

One hundred meters is about thirty-three feet.

Therefore, if you compare horizontally, Zhao Yun is obviously a level better than Guan Yu in this aspect.

However, Li Ji still had a hard time understanding how top generals like Guan Yu, who were also human beings, could do such a thing.

If someone fired an arrow at Li Ji, Li Ji felt that he would have to penetrate at least three points before he could detect the cold arrow.

"It's amazing." Li Ji praised.

In this regard, Guan Yu said with a bit more solemnity.

"Mr. Zikun is ridiculous. Guan thought that there were few people in the world who could rival me. Unexpectedly, the yellow scarf man he met last night was quite powerful. After fighting with him for dozens of rounds, it was difficult to defeat him. .”

After a pause, Guan Yu thought for a moment and then continued. "Even if the man doesn't escape, Guan Yu will probably have to wait until his courage is exhausted, about sixty rounds away before he can take him. Guan, you underestimate the world's heroes!"

However, Guan Yu's tone was full of reflection, but Li Ji could inexplicably feel Guan Yu's towering arrogance from both inside and outside of his words.

It was as if Guan Yu took it for granted that there should not be anyone in the Yellow Turbans who could carry three swords.

"So, Yun Chang is continuing to hone his martial arts?" Li Ji asked.

"Exactly, Guan has learned something from last night's battle, so he is thinking about it."

After a pause, Guan Yu said without any concealment.

"The essence of Guan's swordsmanship is contained in the first three swords, which coincide with the essence of the art of war in "Zuo Zhuan of the Spring and Autumn Period: The Ten Years of Duke Zhuang."

……

Li Ji.

Here we go, this Spring and Autumn Madman turned the topic to "Spring and Autumn" in a few words.

Fortunately, Li Ji had memorized the Chun Qiu Zuo Zhuan in its entirety during this period, not seeking to understand it, but seeking to deal with Guan Yu, so as not to face an embarrassing situation similar to that of a college student who failed the exam with the difficult questions of an elementary school student.

Immediately, Li Ji recalled a little, turned over the relevant passages in "The Spring and Autumn Annals: The Ten Years of Duke Zhuang" in his mind, and replied in a calm tone.

"So it turns out that what Yunchang's sword technique coincides with is the saying in "Cao GUI's Theory of War" that 'husband's war is also about courage. One burst of strength, then weakened, three times exhausted'?"

"Exactly!"

When talking about "Chun Qiu Zuo Zhuan", Guan Yu seemed to be radiant and said.

"Therefore, the swords struck by Guan Yu relied on the accumulated momentum. Each of the first three swords was heavier than the last. However, when facing the enemy last night, the third sword was still forcibly blocked by the man at the cost of being injured."

"Guan just practiced again, but it was still difficult to make a breakthrough, so I wonder if Mr. Zikun can teach Guan anything?"

It's just that Li Ji is afraid of cutting his hand even when playing with the butterfly knife, so how can he understand the Qinglong Yanyue knife?

"Gee, I don't know anything about weapons."

Li Ji said helplessly.

This actually made Guan Yu a little surprised.

After all, even a scholar in this era is not comparable to the weak scholar in later generations. The "Six Arts of a Gentleman" are the most basic requirements.

In addition, almost all scholars carry swords, so fencing is a required course for almost every scholar.

"Could it be that Mr. Zikun has never used any weapons?" Guan Yu asked.

Hearing this, Li Ji had no choice but to reply. "When I was young, I also practiced a special spear technique for self-defense."

"Oh? What kind of marksmanship?" Guan Yu asked.

"Single shot rifle."

Li Ji, who had a headache from being questioned, told a moderately cold joke, and then added.

"It's a pity that the marksmanship can only be used with a special weapon made by an old man in the mountains. Now that special weapon has been completely lost."

"I see, Mr. Zikun is only proficient in one kind of weapon, so he doesn't wear a sword specially."

As soon as Guan Yu stroked his long beard, he answered the doubts that had been buried in his heart for a long time, and then continued to ask.

"Then based on Mr. Zikun's opinion, how can Guan improve?"

Facing Guan Yu's repeated low-profile inquiries, Li Ji pondered for a while and had no choice but to answer.

"If you ask about weapons, I don't know much about them. However, I do have a few opinions on 'one shot of strength, then failure, and three times exhaustion'."

"Guan is all ears." Guan Yu said with a solemn expression.

"The art of war lies in change."

"It's good to make a strong effort, then weaken again, and then exhaust it three times. However, the way to fight bravely is not to attack blindly, but to attack its weaknesses during this period so as to adapt to changes."

After a pause, Li Ji thought for a moment and suggested.

"Perhaps Yun Chang can try to use the first sword to be heavier, the second sword to be heavier, and use the first two swords to confuse the enemy, and then change the third sword from extremely heavy to extremely fast to attack the enemy's weaknesses!"

In an instant, Guan Yu's slightly squinted Danfeng eyes widened, and he felt that all the clouds in his mind were gone, and he suddenly realized!
  "Wonderful! Great!"

Immediately, Guan Yu, who couldn't hold himself back, quickly took ten steps back. He concentrated for a moment and began to gather momentum, and then the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand started to dance again.

The sound of the first knife breaking through the air was astonishingly loud;
  The sound of the second knife cutting through the air was louder, but Li Ji could still distinguish the trajectory of the blade just like the first knife;
  The third knife...

Li Ji felt that a green dragon flashed suddenly in front of Guan Yu, and he didn't even see the afterimage of the blade passing through. Guan Yu's movements had already changed.

Guan Yu put away his sword, smiled happily, and said.

"What Mr. Zikun said is really good advice, but I was blindly biased in the past and forgot that both swordsmanship and military tactics all depend on 'change'!"

(End of this chapter)