Magical Three Kingdoms: Why are my harem full of female generals? Author: Chuxie Leer Summary: I accidentally traveled to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, but... why is this place different from what is in the history books? In the Han Dynasty at that time, there were horses and men galloping on the grasslands, and ghosts appeared at midnight; snake monsters invaded the deep pools, and foxes lurked in the mountains; the noble families monopolized magic, and the Han emperor and his princes turned into dragons. One hundred thousand demons all brought Han green cards and shouted that our empire is so powerful. Millions of people wore yellow turbans, drove away thunder and lightning, and called themselves the Thunder Warriors of Huangtian. They set up thirty-six war generals in Kyushu to lead the Yellow Turban Uprising. From the Taihang Mountains to the seven counties of Jingxiang, he made the rivers boil, destroyed the cities, and burned the empire. He just didn't know if half of the war generals would betray Huang Tian in the future. Okay, it’s a little weird, but... why are all these famous guys in the late Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms period girls?
Volume 1: The Yellow Sky Rebellion Chapter 1: The Han Green Card The sky is vast, the wilderness is boundless, the golden wheat fields are rolling with waves of harvest under the autumn wind, the bent pastures reveal fat cattle and sheep in the breeze. In the village, a team of people welcoming a wedding are beating gongs and drums, hanging lights and decorations, and the scene is bustling and lively. A good harvest and a wedding, these two good things together should have plunged the entire village into a sea of joy, but everyone's face was gloomy, everyone was filled with fear, and everyone was trembling in extreme depression and numbness. Liu Zhuang sighed, holding the sickle in his hand, and straightened his back from the wheat field to relieve the pain in his waist and back. With a tall physique of meters for modern people, he stood out among the or meters tall Han people. He looked at the wedding procession a hundred meters away, and his vision began to run wild uncontrollably. The distant scene hundreds of meters away seemed as close as in front of him: the groom walking at the front of the procession was not a man at all, not even a human being. It was a wild, untamed little mare with a handsome figure and elegant body. Her scarlet hair was as smooth and soft as silk, reflecting a healthy color under the sunlight. Her beautiful muscles formed nearly perfect rouge curves on her body, and her long four hooves made clattering sounds as they stepped on the ground. The reason why Liu Zhuang could tell at a glance that the horse was a female was because of her horse's body structure, which stopped abruptly at the chest. The place where the neck and head should have been was actually the upper body of a human female. The autumn wind blows, and the passionate long red hair flutters in the wind, as if it is a burning cloud. On the young and lively face, there are two red eyes as gorgeous as rubies. The slender waist twists gently, causing the two proudly standing breasts on the chest to ripple with flesh-colored waves in the night, which makes people imagine endlessly. The beauty of a woman and the ferocity of a beast have achieved a perfect balance in this centaur monster. The other people in the team were also centaurs of different colors. They were covered in animal skins, wearing felt hats, and carrying scimitars and longbows on their waists. Compared with the fear and cowardice on the faces of humans, the faces of all the centaurs were filled with the pride and smiles of the winners. The Xianbei troops. "Hurry up and open the door! I'm here to marry you! I've calculated the auspicious date using your Han Chinese solar terms, and I've used Han Chinese etiquette to pick you up. I respect you enough, so don't toast here... What's the saying among you Han Chinese? If you don't accept my toast, you'll have to drink the wine for punishment?" The rouge mare walked to the door of a house and knocked on the wooden door in high spirits. The tall Xianbei men and horses beside them also started to make a noise and sing. Their voices were inaudible at first, and Liu Zhuang could only clearly see the movement of the group of people's lips with his wild vision. But after a while, his hearing and vision also began to increase uncontrollably, and he could hear the sounds a hundred meters away clearly. "I'm not a son-in-law, and you, as the bride, come here in person to marry the groom? I'd like to ask, what kind of etiquette is this in accordance with?" Faced with a group of Xianbei people knocking on the door and forcing marriage, after a long time, a middle-aged man's frightened voice came from inside the wooden door. "Besides, you are my biological daughter! I raised you with my own hands!!! Your mother married me once, why should I be married again by her own daughter after she died? Do you want your father to become a beast worse than pigs and dogs?!" "Dad, the grasslands are sparsely populated. In order to ensure reproduction, when the father dies, the mother should conceive for a son; when the brother dies in battle, the eldest sister-in-law should be the younger brother's; when the mother dies, the father should conceive for the daughter. These things are natural and reasonable. What's so hard to understand? The emperor of the Han Dynasty has abandoned you for so many years. Can't you adapt to our grassland culture? Hurry up and open the door! You grew up holding me in your arms!" The rouge mare didn't think anything was wrong at all. She raised her long front hooves and kept kicking the gate. The dong dong dong sound attracted everyone's attention. Many humans stood up from the farmland and looked at the Xianbei people who were coming to pick up the bride with eyes mixed with anger and fear. Seeing that these Han people were not doing farm work and were just watching the fun, several horses rushed out from the wedding procession and whipped these Han serfs who were watching the fun, making them cry for their parents. However, no one went to care about Liuzhuang because he was too far away and no one believed him at all. Standing so far away, one could still see the wedding procession and hear the noisy sounds.
"What are you looking at! Hurry up and harvest the wheat! Lord Chanyu is kindhearted and cannot bear to see the Han people suffer. He allows you Han people to keep three tenths of the wheat as food and seeds for next year. The rest must be handed over to Chanyu! Still looking? If you look again, I will snatch the remaining thirty percent from you!" Liu Zhuang could also hear the sounds made by the people and horses clearly from a distance of nearly 100 meters. He had had extraordinary senses since he was a child and could clearly see and hear things that others could not detect at all. After traveling here, his senses were further enhanced due to some inexplicable factors. He could see and hear clearly the wedding farce happening in the distance. Another gust of autumn wind blew, and several scarecrows in the wheat field rustled in the breeze - those were Han people who died under the butcher knives of the Xianbei people. Their skins were peeled off, and then they were stuffed with straw. Finally, they stood in the Han people's farmland, warning other Han people not to challenge the rule of the Xianbei. A few grains of grass flowed out of their empty eye sockets, as if these skinned humans who were stuffed with straw were crying silently on the land where they had lived for generations. It is said that traveling back to ancient times is a beautiful thing, but it also depends on the era. I was a heavy board game enthusiast. When I had no classes in college, I played everything from Three Kingdoms to Dungeons & Dragons. My specialties were my excellent eyesight and other senses. As a result, while playing, I somehow traveled to Dingxiang County in Bingzhou, which is now the border area between northern Shanxi and Inner Mongolia. The time was probably the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty? Because the Han Dynasty had given up its rule over the northern grasslands and withdrew all the Han troops back to Yanmen County, which also led to the Han people on the border grasslands falling into the hands of the Xianbei Hu. And his already outstanding vision gradually evolved to the exaggerated level of being able to take in the scenery a hundred meters away, but it was sometimes effective and sometimes not, and he could not control it as he wished. Fortunately, I was quite knowledgeable about ancient Chinese, so I was able to master the language in a short time. I could also get away with wearing strange clothes because Dingxiang County was a border area with all kinds of people and a shortage of all kinds of people. Several people brought me to this village, divided a piece of land for me, and I had to farm for them, and the profit was divided 30% to 70% - the Xianbei people took 70%. The only good news was that although the Xianbei's rule was terrible and extreme, it was actually quite friendly compared to other Hu people. I didn't become something like a two-legged sheep as soon as I crossed over, and I didn't end up being treated like a nobody, with people opening their hearts and souls to me. Having said that, Liu Zhuang was unwilling to continue staying here as a slave and actively planned to escape. Farming is a hard job, not to mention the crops I planted myself, how can I only get 30%? And I have to look at your Xianbei Chanyu's mood to get 30%? Then I will be begging for food on my knees? The most important thing right now is to get rid of the rule of the Xianbei people and find a way to escape back to the Han Empire. According to the conversations between himself and the villagers, the Han people are all human beings, and the foreign races on the grasslands are all kinds of monsters and demons. After all, we are all human beings. It can't be worse than being a slave of the Xianbei people, right? The people living in this village have never left their village in their entire lives. They don’t know how big Dingxiang County is, let alone how far Yanmen County is, so they dare not act rashly. However, as a time traveler, Liu Zhuang knows that Dingxiang is only about eighty or ninety kilometers away from Yanmen. In fact, it is very close to the Han area. As long as he can steal a horse from the Xianbei people, he has a chance of escaping! This small tribe of centaurs belonging to the Xianbei will definitely make a fuss for a few days because of the wedding banquet. All the centaurs will be drunk and the garrison will be reduced to the lowest level. These few days are the best time for me to escape! Steal a horse and run south, and I will definitely be able to return to the Han area. Although these monsters are half man and half horse, as if they are the perfect fusion of riders and horses, they also domesticate a large number of horses and are responsible for carrying baggage during the march to reduce the burden on the centaurs. Just as Liu Zhuang was planning to escape, the rouge-colored horse that came to pick up the bride kicked open the wooden door with one hoof, grabbed her strong and capable father from the house, and held him in his arms, just like his father held himself when he was a child, completely ignoring his crying and fighting, and even taking pleasure in it. A group of people and horses walked into the wedding scene laughing, making a noise, and singing, which made Liu Zhuang more determined to escape. I don't know how long it was, but it was finally night. Everyone left the wheat fields listlessly, with their backs bent all day, and went home to sleep. In the Han Dynasty, where the average height was meters, Liu Zhuang's height of meters and his fair and tender skin like modern people made him stand out from the crowd. Other Han people could not help but look at him and exclaim, "Oh my God, you are so tall." Before Liu Zhuang could walk back home, he suddenly noticed a commotion in the village. He looked towards the source of the commotion out of curiosity. After four or five seconds, his eyes and ears started to go wild again. He clearly saw and heard the scene a hundred meters away. The men and horses were kneeling together, crying. The little mare was holding the body of her father and groom, heartbroken, and crying like a tearful person. The other men and horses nearby also sighed, pulled out daggers, cut their cheeks, and let blood flow instead of tears, mourning the passing of a life. "What happened? Why did the groom die?" A person who didn't know the truth asked in surprise. "It is said that he could not bear the humiliation, so before the wedding, he found an opportunity, snatched his daughter's knife and committed suicide. The customs and etiquette of the Han people are really strange." The second centaur sighed and lamented the passing of a life. "Luckily, the head is a shaman. She can personally arrange the funeral. After all, this Han Chinese is the head's father." "Okay, then we'll select a few tall and strong Han slaves to bury him with us, so that he can be buried with honor." Listening to the conversation between the people a hundred meters away, Liu Zhuang, the tallest man in the village, was frightened and pale. It's the second century now, right? You guys still keep the custom of living sacrifice? Damn it, no more waiting. According to the funeral customs of these Xianbei people, they will definitely have a big drink tonight. Tonight is the night. Let's run! Liu Zhuang returned home and lay on a tattered straw mat to recover his strength. At the same time, he used modern knowledge to observe the moon and calculate the time. It was almost midnight and the men and horses had fallen asleep because they were depressed and drunk. He immediately took some of the remaining dry food and carefully stole a Xianbei horse. He fed the animal a handful of soybeans, gained its trust, and immediately jumped on the horse's back. Relying on his extraordinary vision and hearing, he bypassed the sentries and galloped south at the fastest speed! In order to avoid pursuers, Liu Zhuang used all the escape skills he had learned and seen before the time travel. He rode his horse into the stream to eliminate the smell, waded hundreds of meters in the stream before getting ashore, then dismounted and used leaves to sweep away the hoof prints, and then went into a small woods to cover his tracks. Finally, he ran head-on into a horse and a man whose body was completely black. She was like a black ghost, shining with the color of death in the mottled shadows of the trees, hiding so perfectly in the darkness that even Liu Zhuang's extraordinary senses did not notice her. No, that's not black hair at all! I saw red velvet ropes, strung together three thousand blackened iron pieces, turning into an Eastern Han Dynasty iron armor. Under the moonlight, the red rope and black armor reflected a terrifying black light, protecting the six limbs and bones of the horse and the man tightly. Only a face that was more beautiful and stunning than that of the Xianbei female leader was exposed outside the armor. Her skin was as white as jade, her lips were as red as blood. Her cold and beautiful face did not show any emotion, as if she was a work of art carved out of ice, so flawless, yet so cold and ruthless. Her pair of beautiful blue eyes revealed an indifference and apathy that kept people at a distance. Her whole temperament was cold and noble to the extreme.
"Stop." The figure seemed to have been lying in ambush for a long time. When he saw Liu Zhuang approaching, he suddenly jumped out from the woods, descending like a pagoda, and grabbed the head of the Xianbei horse with both hands, and used brute force to stop the galloping horse! The huge inertia almost threw Liu Zhuang off the horse's back. There were also several figures in the woods, swaying with the sound of rapid horse hooves, the collision of armor, and the sound of swords being unsheathed. "Human... Centaur?!" Liu Zhuang's eyes widened in horror. Even though the horses and men in front of him were more beautiful than any living creature he had ever seen in his life, he could not suppress his inner fear. He felt as if he had fallen into an extremely cold ice cellar. He felt cold all over and trembled. His legs went weak and he almost fell off his horse. The memories of the past swirled in his mind like a revolving lantern, and finally stopped at the corpses of the Han people who had been skinned and stuffed with straw, hung in the wheat fields, and used to intimidate his rule. I am doomed. I ran into the Xianbei people while escaping! They are going to skin me alive! After hearing Liu Zhuang calling his men, the black-armored mare was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to have suffered a great injustice. Her noble and cold temperament quickly collapsed, her beautiful face twisted together, and tears of gritting teeth were about to flow out. Her cold voice gradually became excited. With her right hand, she carefully took out an ordinary green wooden sign from her waist bag, held it in her hand like a treasure, and put it against Liu Zhuang's face. On it were engraved the words "Yanmen County", "Tuoba Yun", etc., and there were scarlet marks on it with some kind of seal. "Open your dog eyes and see clearly! I, Tuoba Yun, have served the Emperor of the Han Dynasty and have been guarding the border in Bingzhou for six years. I have fought more than fifty battles, beheaded more than a hundred Hu people! I have shed my barb and Your Majesty has granted me a Han green card. Now I am a Han Chinese just like you!" The man named Tuoba Yun kept thrusting the green card into Liu Zhuang's eyes and cursing hysterically, as if it was some kind of supreme honor that had just been tarnished by Liu Zhuang's damn word "man". "See? I'm not a centaur. I'm a Han Chinese from Yanmen County. I have a registered permanent residence! I say it again, I'm not some damn centaur! I'm no longer the same as those Xianbei people!!!"
The author says: Author's Note: Light cyan is a relatively barren plain, light green is a fertile plain, and dark green is a mountain range. Chapter 2: Dragon Lady Lü Bu Liu Zhuang stared in amazement at the men who claimed to be Han people, and couldn't help but find it unbelievable. At this moment, more than a dozen Han scouts walked out of the woods vigilantly, with ring-handled swords on their waists and large crossbows in their hands, investigating behind and on both sides of Liu Zhuang to see if this man had other accomplices. A scarlet leather rope, strung with hundreds of pitch-black iron sheets, turned into a standard Han Dynasty double-leg armor, draped over the soldiers. One leg protected the chest, the other protected the back, covering from the shoulders to the thighs, protecting the most important torso of the human body. The head was also protected by the iron helmet. Their personnel composition was also extremely complex. Most of them were Xianbei people, some were winged harpies from the Western Regions, and some were green-skinned Southern Xiongnu with green faces and fangs and unusually burly bodies. Only a few humans like themselves were mixed in. The iron helmets on their heads were decorated with pheasant feathers, which made them very conspicuous in the crowd, as if they were the leaders of these Hu people. With his extraordinary hearing, Liu Zhuang could even hear a green-skinned orc speaking in broken Chinese to a Han army general who was rushing over. "Boss, Brother Kong and Brother Meng once said that a gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall. Kill him. This kid might be a scout of the Xianbei army. Keep him to prevent the brothers from exposing their whereabouts." "He's a Han Chinese, he's unarmed, and his riding posture is ridiculous - your scout looks like this? I think he's just a refugee who ran away." The Han general only took a glance at Liu Zhuang and confirmed his identity. He spoke in the green-skinned language, adjusted the armor he had just put on, and strode towards Liu Zhuang. The bright moonlight penetrated the golden treetops and splashed on her plump and attractive body. The person who came was extremely tall and well-proportioned, even taller than the green-skinned orc next to her. Two proudly standing snow-capped peaks held up a piece of black iron scale armor. Three thousand pieces of fish-scale armor strung together with red ropes extended forward along the pair of huge breasts. The cold steel outlined attractive arcs on the snow-white peaks, and began to droop until the nipples, like a black iron curtain, lying across her graceful waist, swaying gently with the steps of its owner. The big bow behind her and the long sword at her waist made her look so majestic. The moonlight cast her tall shadow on Liu Zhuang's body, and the oppressive feeling was suffocating - she should have taken off her armor and taken a rest, but was suddenly called up by the soldiers, so she walked all the way, wearing fish-scale armor all the way. An attendant followed her closely with a three-meter-long halberd. "Tuoba Yun! Stop going crazy here! If you have the guts, tie your precious sign to your forehead! It's normal for others to say the wrong thing when they meet you for the first time!" The female general cursed the crazy soldiers and horses while struggling with her belt. Her two beautiful breasts lifted her fish-scale armor high, making it misaligned. She couldn't fix the armor around her waist no matter what she did. Her deafening and terrifying roar made the huge breasts that had been suppressed with great difficulty bounce back, pushing the fish scale armor forward twice, making it more prominent and eye-catching than at the beginning, making Hu Bing who was around want to laugh, but due to her reputation and terror, he could only keep his mouth shut. Tuoba Yun's hysterical screams also came to an abrupt end with the female general's angry shouts. She looked at the other party with eyes full of awe. Liu Zhuang also apologized tactfully and called out "compatriots". The beautiful face of the little mare returned to its cold look. She turned away expressionlessly, muttering quietly, "The green card is tied to the head. What if it is broken in battle?"
Seeing that her two subordinates had calmed down, the female general took a deep breath and pressed her two huge breasts hard. Then she put on her armor, tied her belt, and strode up to Liu Zhuang. Her face without makeup lacked a bit of feminine beauty, but had a bit more of arrogance and wildness. Combined with her extremely exaggerated and seductive figure, it also had a unique charm. A pair of dark red dragon horns stretched out from both sides of her temples, forming the shape of a crown between her eyebrows. The most terrifying thing is that her figure is so tall and slender that when she stands on the ground, she is as tall as herself when she is riding on a horse. A conservative estimate is that she is at least meters tall. Is this really the height that people in the Han Dynasty could reach? "Lü Bu, courtesy name Fengxian, commander of the Northern Di Camp of the Han Bingzhou Army, has been ordered to rescue the Han people trapped in Dingxiang County. Who are you? What happened? Why are you running away so quickly?" Liu Zhuang opened his mouth in surprise. He knew a little about history. A battalion in the Han Dynasty was a legion of about a thousand people that could act independently, such as Zhou Yafu's Xiuli Camp and Gao Shun's Xianzhen Camp. The Tunzhang was a centurion commanding a hundred people, and Beidi referred to the northern grasslands. To put it in a comprehensive translation, the Bingzhou Military Region of the Han Dynasty, the Foreign Legion of the Grassland, the First Centurion, Lu Bu. No, Lu Bu is a woman??? Liu Zhuang looked at the other person carefully and found that her face looked familiar. It seemed that in order to avoid paying tribute to Gouka, he bought a box of the board game Three Kingdoms from Taobao, and the one in the package of feminine generals was... Lu Bu? "My name is Liu Zhuang. I escaped from a village in the north that was enslaved by the Xianbei people. I was on the run for only half an hour. There were more than a hundred Han people who had been enslaved, and there were thirty or forty Xianbei horses stationed there. Today, the father of their leader died, and everyone was very drunk. I took the opportunity to escape." Liu Zhuang forced himself to suppress his inner surprise, looked up at the moon, and roughly determined the time. "Oh? So close?" Lu Bu's rebellious and beautiful face showed excitement. She stretched out her right hand, revealing two rows of cute fangs, and gave orders without hesitation. "All soldiers! Gather! There is a Xianbei stronghold not far away. Brothers, get busy tonight and take it down!" "No problem, head!" The troops led by Tuoba Yun are ready for action. "WAAAGH!!!" A group of green-skinned orcs roared to the sky and welcomed the battle. "good." Several Han team leaders and squad leaders nodded in agreement. But at this moment, a discordant note came from afar. "What are you arguing about? Be quiet. No one is allowed to go! Do you remember your mission? Lu Bu, how can you Han officers be so bad? Take care of the Hu soldiers in your hands!" An officer wearing a basin-collared armor, surrounded by dozens of followers, came on horseback and called Lu Bu by his name contemptuously instead of his courtesy name Fengxian. His armor is not just ordinary stuff that can only protect the torso, it looks more advanced. The black armor interwoven with red ropes covers all the way to his knees and elbows. His hands and feet also have corresponding protection. A huge iron armor collar tightly protects his neck and the lower half of his face. With the helmet and armor, only a pair of wise eyes are exposed. "Our mission is to protect these wealthy families and migrate them from the occupied Dingxiang County to Yanmen County. We only have five garrisons with 500 soldiers. If you take away one garrison directly, there will be a loophole in the defense. If something happens to the target we are protecting, who will bear the responsibility?" Liu Zhuang looked at the people coming, but his vision overclocked uncontrollably again. He clearly saw the scene that he could not see before: there were more people hiding behind the woods, many scholars dressed in silk and satin, with long swords and jade on their waists, lying inside the carriages to rest, and were closely protected by the neatly disciplined Han army. Strings of five-zhu coins, boxes of gold and silver, and antiques were piled up on the carriages like mountains, and they were pulled across the grassland by horses. The carriage in the center was carrying a large cart full of bamboo slips and books containing written records. The security measures were extremely strict to the point of being pathological. Behind them were more than 800 refugees, many of whom were old, weak, sick and disabled and didn't even have a pair of shoes. They used the ground as their beds and the sky as their roof, sleeping in the open air behind a carriage full of treasures. Many of them had blisters on their feet, but they could only grit their teeth and persevere. "Aren't we on this expedition to save people? Not far from us, more than a hundred of our compatriots are being enslaved by the Hu people! Besides, the distance is so close. It takes an hour to go back and forth, an hour to fight, and the defense line is only open for two hours. What kind of trouble can happen? We have scouted the area nearby and there is no enemy at all!"
Lu Bu turned around and looked at his superior angrily. She was like a dark mountain, looking down at her superior with infinite pressure and terror. "Get out if you don't obey orders. Village chief, if you don't want to do this, there are plenty of people who will do it! The same goes for you Hu soldiers. Do you still want the Han green card?!" The commander didn't care about Lu Bu's threat at all. After saying those harsh words, he ignored the small captain and led his troops back to drink and chat with the scholars and nobles. "What the hell..." Lu Bu snatched the Bu-shaped halberd from the follower's hand and gripped the handle so tightly that her white knuckles made a creaking sound. Her proud chest rose and fell violently and uncontrollably, lifting the fish-scale armor high up and then dropping it heavily. She took several deep breaths and finally suppressed her anger. She almost threw the halberd in her hand at her superior's back, then she snorted and turned away in a huff.