Three Kingdoms: From the Start, I Have a Hundred Billion Elite Soldiers

I have the unparalleled general Pan Feng, the ten thousand enemy Xing Daorong, the fierce general Liu Sandao, the general Fang Yue, the fierce general Yan Gang, the scheming Wei Yan, the left general Li Jue, the former general Guo Si, and the crusade general Zhong Hui. If you are unsure about domestic affairs, ask Guo Tu; if you are unsure about foreign affairs, ask Zhang Song. There is the clever lobbyist Jiang Qian, the city guard general Chen Deng, and the genius counselor Guo Tufengji. Geng Ji stayed in Wei Zhong Palace, Meng Da and Zhang Lu preached enlightenment. The scholars and the people were like the three Zhang Jiao brothers, and many city lords were like Liu Yan, who was a pastor. There were the wise nephew Liu Cong, the dutiful son Lu Bu, the loyal and loyal daughter Madam Cai, the Queen Mother He, the father-in-law He Jin, and the bodyguard Fan Jiang and Zhang Da. Chunyu Qiong is guarding the grain field, Sima Zhao is in the rear, Prime Minister Dong Zhuo, Taifu Sima Yi, Menghuo in the south, Beimihu in the east, Taodun in the north, Ma Teng and Han Sui in the west, Huang Hao, the general manager of the palace, Ling Wu, the deputy manager, Zhang Rang, the chief eunuch, Sun Luban, the good daughter, Liu Chan, the wise son, and Sun Hao, the youngest son. Now that the neighboring countries have sent the beautiful concubine Diaochan to come for peace talks, there is no need to worry about the failure of the great cause.

Light wax, burn paper, add incense, but no movement; pour wine, pay tribute, set off cannons, smash monuments, but no response; dig graves, dig graves, open coffins, whip corpses, no temper; arrange tables, draw talismans, perform martial arts, and thunder, but no corpses are found; set fire, burn corpses, bruise bones, raise ashes, try again; bells, wooden swords, villains, chant incantations, and summon spirits again; shed tears, cry bitterly, wail, beat the ground, the author is dead... The poor man has no way to return to heaven.

You are still so stupid, even if you have an army of tens of billions, you are still stupid. Play your ace like a chicken. First, get enough food and then the army will sweep across the world. Then station troops to garrison the next place. Cultivate yourself and get rid of those who resist and then conquer the world.

Xiandi is a posthumous title that comes only after death. I suggest you change it.

Don't say that Cao Cao did not dare to rebel in his life. He never rebelled in his life.

Ten billion, you are so awesome, you don't need to eat, or what?

Why don't you say anything if you write Lu Bu to death? But it's too unbearable to write about Lu Bu!

Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty has an insulting posthumous title, right?

I'll go. The title and introduction scared me. There are not even 10 billion in the world now.

Ten billion soldiers? Here it is, can you afford it?