You Were Told to Govern a Commandery, Yet You Bankrupted the Warlords

After transmigrating to the late Han, what’s a man to do when all he has from the start is a bandit hideout so poor it can barely afford a meal? Lu Changfeng waved a hand. “Fortune favors the bold; the timid starve! Brothers, let’s go rob Cao Mengde on the road!” He thought they’d just be stealing enough for a decent meal, but they accidentally snatched a shipment of top-secret military supplies Cao Mengde was transporting overnight! To make their stronghold bigger and better, Lu Changfeng starts “wooing investors” from all over the world. Only, the lineup at his Qingfeng Stronghold is getting more and more outrageous... The stronghold’s bookkeeper is a sickly fellow who carries a wine gourd everywhere and mooches food and drink all day. His name is Guo Jia, courtesy name Fengxiao. The stronghold’s top enforcer is a rebellious girl who carries a cross-bladed halberd and can punch a cow to death. Her father is Lü Bu, courtesy name Fengxian. When these bandits equip their warhorses with stirrups on both sides and horseshoes, then use modern military strategy and economics to outclass the age, every warlord in the Three Kingdoms goes mad. Cao Cao: “There are ten bushels’ worth of fierce bandits in the whole world, and Qingfeng Stronghold alone takes twelve! Give me back the ancient treasures you stole!” Liu Bei: “I thought I was good at running, until I met Commander Lu’s cavalry...” Lü Bu: “Lu Changfeng! I’ve put up with you calling me a three-surnamed slave, but how do you plan to die for tricking my daughter into becoming your bandit-queen wife?!” Lu Changfeng: “Don’t get the wrong idea, everyone. I’m not singling anyone out. Every warlord here is an ATM for me, Lu Changfeng.”