Mythical Three Kingdoms

Chapter 1871: Chapter 1717: In a Daze, Yesterday Was Not Me (Part 2)

Jia Xu’s thoughts grew ever more detailed, and many parts that seemed unreasonable became clear. With the opening of spiritual talent, many incomplete parts were deduced, finally piecing together a grand scheme.

[View the authority of the Central Plains as nothing, once the Lord is on this path, surpassing ancestors is not difficult. The hard part is whether he will still be crowned after achieving glory. No, he won’t, like an adult looking back at the candy they once pursued.]

Jia Xu sighed deeply, realizing he was completely out of options. Unknowingly, everyone present had been led onto another path by Chen Xi—a broader path.

Even many originally planned things underwent great changes due to this shift, including the son he planned to neglect, who was now handed over to Li Youu for nurturing. Now on a wider path, they could no longer be as they were before.

[What were my previous thoughts? If I remember correctly, it was to marry my daughter to an ordinary man, have one of my three sons inherit a title each, then marry women from small families, and serve as minor officials, while I acted as a Lord who did not speak, a sculptor surviving on the stipends of the Three Dukes and Nine Ministers.]

Thinking of these, Jia Xu recalled his past ideals and realized, somewhat inexplicably, that the old dreams had blurred. Reviewing them now, even Jia Xu found them unsuitable, those ideals were really quite unappealing.

[I’ve indeed been thoroughly led astray by Zichuan. It feels like my old self isn’t even me anymore.] Jia Xu’s lips curled up slightly.

Reflecting on current and past transitions, the biggest difference was that past ambitions were filled with a sense of dusk, whereas current ones were vibrant, brimming with energy to battle another hundred years.

”Xiao Zhi, what is your aspiration?” Jia Xu suddenly turned to Fa Zheng and asked.

”Uh, why ask this all of a sudden?” Fa Zheng was startled, and asked in return.

”Just checking.” Jia Xu said casually, but these words were heard by everyone, causing Guo Jia and others to also recall their ideals, their lips curling up unconsciously.

”Destroy five great nations!” Fa Zheng used voice transmission to tell Jia Xu.

”And what was your previous ideal?” Hearing this, Jia Xu couldn’t help but smile inwardly, thinking it was indeed Fa Zheng’s style.

”Uh?” Fa Zheng was stunned, and began recalling. Others also started pondering upon hearing this, Guo Jia and Liu Ye revealed peculiar expressions, realizing the difference.

”Previous ambitions, huh? My earliest was to become a county magistrate by twenty.” Fa Zheng spoke softly with a smile of reminiscence, not worried about being looked down upon for his humble past dreams. No one would dismiss him now.

”Later it shifted to having control of an area by twenty, for a while wanted to be an expert cooking mutton daily in a bronze cauldron, then aimed for ennoblement and high office. Ultimately, I realized I underestimated myself. Currently, my goal is...” Fa Zheng opened a bone folding fan acquired from some enemy, his sharp gaze sweeping over everyone present.

At that moment, Cheng Yu, Xun Youi, and others of the previous generation felt Fa Zheng’s poise atop the peak, rather than the frivolous young man he seemed.

”Sometimes your ambitions should be set high to avoid constant reevaluation, which seems troublesome.” Fa Zheng said to civil officials from the Zhou Yu and Xun Yu factions, utterly fearless, for none present could easily overcome him.

Zhou Yu, observing Chen Xi and the others like Guo Jia behind him with peculiar expressions, began pondering. He felt there was another meaning in Jia Xu’s question, while Chen Xi’s conversation with Xun Yu held constant warnings.

[Forget it, I’ll ask Chen Zichuan later. He doesn’t guard his tongue tightly, and won’t mind us knowing, but if Cao Mengde and Xun Wenruo’s ideas are true, that could be troublesome.] Zhou Yu thought with some distress.

[If necessary, I’ll have to force a stance.] Zhou Yu mused silently, [I am indifferent to this kind of thing, but not sure if Bofu would agree.]

[Set ambitions high?] Xun Yu frowned pensively, [Fa Zheng implied more than he said. He’s already a marquis and cannot rise further. Even if Liu Xuande advances, as a Liu Clan member, he can’t elevate Fa Zheng’s title, so what’s higher?]

[Is it personal fulfillment? Impossible to be about power, for the young Fa Zheng now seeks to rival the Champion Marquis, chasing wolves to Langjuxu. But who is the foe?] Xun Yu, not oblivious to human nature, quickly guessed most of it.

Chen Gong, observing all from the chariot, sighed deeply; perspective truly influences temperament and can indeed result in an intellectual edge.

”The outcome is near.” Chen Xi gazed at the battlefield, where the encirclement was fully closed, with many Miscellaneous Huns cut off, leaving mostly the Northern Huns elites inside.

All Miscellaneous Huns attempting escape became captives before the wind-like White Horse, since any with devious thoughts were reduced to corpses the moment the wind swept by. Alive or dead, Miscellaneous Huns weren’t fools.

”The situation is settled, nothing more to say.” Zhou Yu remarked, observing Dian Wei, Xuu Chu, and Zhou Tai leading the Tiger Guard Army, relying on robust physiques and resilient weaponry to forcibly block the elites led by Huyan Chu, a smile appeared on his face.

”Barring any mishaps, we should finish and return to camp in two quarters of an hour,” Chen Xi noted, watching as Zang Ba’s sword and shield infantry physically held back the Northern Huns’ cavalry while Li Yan’s Danyang elites, empowered by Li Yan’s legion talent, showcased the elegance of archery.

With no danger present, integrating everyone’s strengths, waves of arrows from the ten-stone strong bow unleashed unimaginable power, mowing down the Northern Huns as if they were grass in the dense battlefield.

Through shared vision, each arrow from the Danyang elites unleashed maximum force, successfully avoiding Han troops mixed among the Northern Huns in combat.

”Yes, the Northern Huns are beyond redemption,” Guo Jia noted, observing Sunx Ce, Xiahou Dun, and Le Jin’s relentless assault on the Lan Clan, who weren’t even as strong as Xiahou Dun, shaking his head.

”Resorting to trickery among each other, such things shouldn’t occur,” Xu Shu remarked, looking toward the Lan Clan with dry amusement.

Chen Xi found it odd that the Lan Clan barely possessed the ultimate Inner Qi Manifestation, now assaulted by three including two stronger than him, yet held out so long—it turned out to be mere luck due to expert abundance, strength guarding against mishap.

”I will inform the Lord upon returning to request punishment for General Xiahou,” Xun Yu sighed, stating. Drawing back in victory isn’t serious, but doing so brazenly enough to be caught leaves him with no options.

”I’ll warn Bofu about this matter,” Zhou Yu remarked awkwardly.

While Chen Xi and others observed the Lan Clan’s unfolding situation, two streams of light flashed from afar, striking the Lan Clan already besieged by Sunx Ce, Xiahou Dun, and Le Jin, rendering them unable to retaliate, one arrow pierced the brow, another the heart, dying instantly.

”Big Brother, what are you doing?” Xiahou Yuan approached with a bow and arrow alongside Huang Zhong, questioning Xiahou Dun.

”...” Xiahou Dun, looking at the deceased Lan Clan, suddenly found himself at a loss for words.

”General Huang, shall we call this round a draw and compete in something else?” Xiahou Yuan, seeing Xiahou Dun unresponsive, turned to Huang Zhong, who rode towards the center, followed by Le Jin and others.