[Three Kingdoms] What's wrong with wearing a fan game?

Lu Shaoyu was wrapped in Yidejun's arms, the sound of metal and iron clanging and the neighing of war horses lingering in his ears.Lu Shaoyu's vision was a little blurry, countless blood/flesh rolled back and forth in the fight, and before he knew it, tears were streaming down his face.What kind of world is this? A second ago, there were waves of wheat billowing in the sky, green grass and green grass, and in an instant, corpses were strewn across the fields, and blood flowed like rivers.

Yi Dejun's arm holding him was very steady, and his strength in swinging the weapon was astonishing.Lu Shaoyu saw countless corpses thrown in the reed field through his Tibetan sleeve robe that was stained black by too much blood. Everyone killed and was killed indifferently, with numb expressions and blurred faces.Lu Shaoyu was constantly being moved following Yi Dejun's movements, his stomach convulsed, and his whole body was weak.As a game geek, he never believed that the purgatory-like world in front of him was his favorite game.

For an out-and-out ordinary urbanite, games are nothing more than a common form of self-entertainment.Apart from the various game subjects themselves, the meaning of the game is more resistance and self-deprecation against the pressure of life, light and free.Maybe at some point the game will inevitably become a means and carrier of money-making for countless studios and advertising companies, but for the vast majority of players involved, the game is always just a dream with no head and no tail.

However, what are these things in front of you?In addition to fear and disgust, this ancient war of siege brought Lu Shaoyu more confusion and anger.No matter who planned such a tragedy, anyone who still has the bottom line of morality and conscience has the right to be angry at such absurdity and unreasonability, but why did I come here as a time traveler?

Behind the countless questions that suddenly emerged, there was unprecedented powerlessness and self-denial.In the past 20 years of life, even when he was typing on the keyboard to earn a meager living allowance for his younger sister, Lu Shaoyu never hated his own weakness and powerlessness as deeply as he does now.He subconsciously curled up his hands and feet, like a baby returning to its mother's body, helpless and terrified, always wishing to rub all his body tissues into Yidejun's hot and powerful chest.

--What am I doing?What is the point of me being here?What should I do?Is there anything that has to be done even if your legs are weak and nauseated?The mighty sound of military drums exploded in the ears like thunder, covering up the mournful wailing and cruel fighting in an instant, which was the signal of Huo Ji.The plot wheels belonging to this "world" are still rolling firmly, Zhuge Kongming's unpredictable ingenuity has the power to change the world, and the reed fields in early autumn are facing the wind to help the fire, and the red light reflects the sky.

On the blazing reed ground, the soldiers led by Xia Houyuan ran away in all directions.Many surrendered and were captured, but more soldiers were still burned to death because they were trapped in the withered reed field and had nowhere to escape.The billowing black smoke quickly obscured the sight, and even though he followed Yi Dejun out of the battlefield early, Xuande Jun's overwhelming victory was clear at a glance.The air was filled with a pungent and strange smell. When Lu Shaoyu realized that the unbearable smell came from the burned corpse, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and knelt down on the ground in embarrassment and retched.

Because he was somewhat unaccustomed to the ancient food, Lu Shaoyu didn't eat much in the past few days. Even so, he also vomited four or five times until his entire stomach was filled with bitterness. The acid water barely stopped.The tragic result made Lu Shaoyu clearly realize an extremely terrible fact.

As a scumbag with little knowledge of the history of the Three Kingdoms, Lu Shaoyu caused tens of thousands of Cao soldiers to die precisely because of his irresponsible opening of his golden fingers.Even if the original intention of this strategy is only to better achieve the so-called "perfect ending of the game", even so, it will not change the fact that these soldiers died tragically because of themselves.

Forced to face the darkest part of this unreasonable world, Lu Shaoyu calmed down strangely while feeling guilty.In fact, as long as the so-called plot continues, it doesn't matter whether he tells a strategy or not, someone will be sacrificed. The only difference is probably the source of the dead soldiers.

The tall figure blocked the light in front of him.Xuande Jun's mellow voice rang in his ears again: "Shaoyu, it's your first time on the battlefield, is there any problem?"

Speaking of which, before the start of the war, Lord Xuande also asked the same question when he sent the cloak.However, this time with the same problem, Lu Shaoyu could no longer continue to nod heartlessly.Lu Shaoyu turned his head silently and looked away, because he had nothing to say to himself, so he could only choose to remain silent.

"This is war. Although for you now, just accepting such a cruel fact is already doing your best. But... your strategy at least saved our lives. No matter what, please don't forget this." Xuan Dejun's charming voice seemed to be a switch, and countless Xuande soldiers began to cheer, shouting Lu Shaoyu's name: "Master Military Advisor has a great plan, as long as Sir Military Advisor is with us, we will be invincible!"

Perhaps Lu Shaoyu felt guilty for stealing the ancient tricks, or it was the sudden popularity and gratitude that made Lu Shaoyu a little overwhelmed.At this moment, Lu Shaoyu forgot his habitual elaboration and complaints, and couldn't even keep his face paralyzed.He looked for Yi Dejun in the crowd in a daze, it seemed that only in this way could he wake up again.No matter how tragic everything in front of him was, he still just traveled to a text adventure game with the system in his hands, and after the mission was completed, he could bring everything back to the original point.However, what is surprising is that even if there is a bloody and vulgar hero saving the beauty plot, Mr. System's all-time god development is still the same as before, because a certain pure and cute protagonist lost his target again. After the so-called life and death together Come on, it's completely just someone's wishful thinking.

The result of Cao Cao's attack on Xinye City ended with the victory of Xuande's army just as Lu Shaoyu saw in the history books.Xiahou's troops, who had been burned by fire, returned to Xudu in a state of embarrassment.On the way back to the city, most of the soldiers of the Xuande army had cheerful expressions and relaxed footsteps. Only Lu Shaoyu was depressed because he couldn't see Yidejun's sunny canines for the first time.

That night, the whole city of Xinye was immersed in the noise of victory.Songs and dances, silk and bamboo, laughter, everyone who was reunited with family and friends after the catastrophe was in high spirits. Lu Shaoyu paced slowly in the city, and everyone he met greeted him with a smile.

With a heavy heart, he walked towards the crooked neck tree in Yide's yard.If the plot is irresistible, then he must at least seek out more useful information in the limited space.What's more, aside from selfishness, Lu Shaoyu must also thank Yi Dejun for protecting him on the battlefield. As for whether such a subconscious behavior will turn into a happy embrace in disguise, this is not some stupid The IQ of the cute protagonist can be considered.

Lu Shaoyu walked in the empty courtyard in a daze, his physical and mental load reached the critical point of the limit.In Yidejun's slightly remote courtyard, there is not a single light, only the stars all over the sky illuminate the big green trees.

"Shaoyu, you are also tired after the battle, so you want to take a rest in the tree?" The hearty voice unexpectedly made Lu Shaoyu's depressed mood much clearer. Maybe what he lacks is the simplicity and optimism like Yi Dejun Bar.Thinking of this, the expression on Lu Shaoyu's face softened a bit, the corner of his mouth raised a rare angle, and then he nodded heavily: "Yi Dejun, thank you for protecting me on the battlefield today, I want to rest with you. Is it?"

"Yeah, of course, I didn't expect your strategy to be so powerful. I admire you, maybe you are more powerful than Brother Xuande, it seems that Kong Ming is indeed not simple. However, In this way, you can also make sure of your own mind, and decide to stay by Brother Xuande's side to assist him."

"Probably." Lu Shaoyu raised his head and looked directly at Yi Dejun's imposing eyebrows and eyes under the moonlight, his voice was very low.

"The answer is not very straightforward? Could it be that you still can't accept Brother Xuande?" Yi Dejun stretched out his hand from the tree branch and pulled Lu Shaoyu up, lying side by side with him, his light blue pupils were full of tears. It's all smiles.

"According to the common sense of this country, maybe my thinking will be a little strange. It is obviously a hostile relationship, and I still feel unbearable..." Under the cold moonlight, there is no trace of haze in Yi Dejun's smile, it is difficult to put him It is connected with the heroic general who made countless corpses on the battlefield. It is precisely because of Yi Dejun's undisguised purity that Lu Shaoyu finally mustered up the courage to speak out his truest thoughts. After all, he really needs A confidant.

"It doesn't matter if it's strange, common sense is not universal. Don't you feel as comfortable resting in the tree as I do, isn't it strange at all?" Yi Dejun put his arms on the pillow with a satisfied face Behind the head, the tall body is fully stretched out, with neat lines and vigorous posture.Lu Shaoyu's expression was stiff and he held back for a long time before finally swallowing the complaints like "Of course I think it's strange to rest on the tree" back into his stomach.

"You are a foreigner, just use your own way of thinking. As for whether others accept it or not, it's another matter. However, if you really sympathize with the enemy in your heart, does it mean that you can be willing even if you are invaded?" Accept? Even if the Xinye City you are staying in is occupied by the enemy and burned down, can you remain indifferent?"

"Of course not!" Lu Shaoyu felt that Yi Dejun was completely misinterpreting his meaning, so he couldn't help interrupting him angrily.However, Yide seemed to be completely unaware of his anger, and continued to say: "Killing the enemy will make you feel unbearable, and you will feel very angry if you don't resist being invaded, so what exactly do you want to do?"

"Actually, as long as the enemy doesn't come to invade, wouldn't it be fine?" Lu Shaoyu suddenly felt stupid, but couldn't find a smarter answer.

"Are you planning to become the god of this world? Even the enemy must act according to your wishes?" Yi Dejun turned sideways and wrapped Lu Shaoyu into his arms with his long arms. It seemed that something was about to overflow, and even those two shiny canines were a little more cunning than usual.

"I've never thought about it that way." Lu Shaoyu really couldn't figure out why the topic of saving the common people in the world would suddenly go madly towards religious superstition.Yi Dejun's scorching breath had already fallen straight into the pit of his neck, making him tremble.However, such sudden ambiguity is only fleeting.Before Lu Shaoyu lost his mind, Yi Dejun opened the distance between the two of them again: "It's such a pity, shouldn't you answer straightforwardly at this time, I just want to be a god who can manipulate people's hearts at will?"

While Lu Shaoyu was a little unfamiliar with Yi Dejun, who had nothing to do with the second-rate attributes, he was more excited.Thinking back carefully, in the conversation tonight, Yi Dejun seemed to have a meaning in every sentence, hiding his wit.Just like the bride whose red hijab was uncovered on the wedding night, a brand new and real Zhang Fei was displayed in front of her eyes under the refined moonlight. Such recognition made Lu Shaoyu's heart beating like a drum, and his light blue eyes Only his own thin reflection, Lu Shaoyu was not satisfied with his smallness in Yi Dejun's eyes, turned over and sat on his muscular lower abdomen: "Before manipulating people's hearts, can I get your sincerity first, Yi Dejun?"