Legends of the Three Kingdoms: Anyone I Point At Has to Play a Standard General

Hey, kid, remember this... Forget it, you won't remember.

Here's what you'll be up against:

In life, you succumb to greed, anger, delusion, cruelty, and doubt. In death, you suffer the whip, the ax, the flames, and the boiling pot.

Horses trample Mount Qilian, shaking the land. Armies rise beneath the dark heavens, defying fate.

With a jade sword in hand, you rebuke a thousand troops. The koi of yesterday transforms into a golden dragon.

Roaming eight thousand miles in a dream, you wake and raise your wine flask to earn autumn's breeze.

Beneath the thunderclap chariot, the fortress of iron seems no stronger than a mud wall.

The Queen Mother feasts and celebrates at the Jade Lake, while King Mu rides his chariot to chase his guests.

Jade comes in ten colors and five shades of light. A tiny flaw can hardly dim its brilliance.

Fire trees encircle the eastern wind, and a rain of stars unfurls bright wings.

In youth, I loved climbing towers. I wanted to speak, but held my tongue.

Pacify the two rivers and establish the three kingdoms. In a daze, within a dream of the thatched cottage, you command the heroic spirit of the ages.

Lin Huai looks at the Three Kingdoms card game before him, where banners flutter wildly, and his vision goes black.

"What kind of hellish generals are these?"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.