Three Kingdoms: Stealing the World's Famous Generals, I'm on a Rampage

[Three Kingdoms] [Scheming Protagonist] [Multiple Heroines] [Warlord Ambitions] [Wish Fulfillment] [Wins Over Beauties] [Recruits Famous Generals]

Cao Cao slams the table and roars, “Seven out of every ten talented men in the realm have joined Ma Yunlie! If we don’t eliminate this fiend, we’ll all be his pawns!”

Liu Bei clutches his empty recruitment banner and weeps. “Zilong, Kongming, Shiyuan... How many steps behind was I, Liu Xuande?”

Sun Quan gazes at the warships stretching for a hundred miles across the Yangtze, his face ashen. “Lu Su said he couldn’t be defeated, but I refused to believe it. Now... it’s too late.”

It all began when a Yellow Turban soldier in a pair of ragged straw sandals crawled out of the flames amid mountains of corpses on the battlefield at Changshe.

No System chimed in.

No godlike strength to lift mountains.

He didn’t even have a decent weapon.

All he had was a mind that had memorized the entire Book of the Later Han.

Ma Chen, courtesy name Yunlie.

On the night Changshe fell, he sprang from a pile of corpses, killed a Han soldier, and seized his sword and horse.

In the chaotic encampment at Nanyang, he built his forces from fifty wounded veterans and laid down his first iron rule: if you can’t stand straight, you don’t eat.

While the warlords were still fighting one another with unruly mobs, he had already forged the era’s first disciplined army, one that obeyed every order.

While Cao Cao was still recruiting soldiers and horses, Ma Chen had already poached Jia Xu, Xun Yu, and Zhuge Liang.

While Liu Bei was still making straw sandals, Zhao Yun, Huang Zhong, and Gao Shun were already taking orders under his banner.

He claimed he was “keeping the Han alive,” but the blade in his hand was more ruthless than any warlord’s.

He looked at the final three names on the map: Cao Cao, Liu Bei, and Sun Quan.

“Are kings and nobles born to rule?”

“If you can claim this realm, why can’t I, Ma Yunlie?”