My name is Fang Xiaoyue, and I am a young fitter! But I am panicking now. I suddenly traveled through time and appeared on the battlefield, riding a thin and shabby horse, wearing tattered bronze armor, holding a broken spear, and behind me were a thousand old and weak people. Can He looks like a ragtag coalition. A few hundred meters away, a sturdy man holding a Fangtian painted halberd and riding a blood-red horse with three thousand fine cavalry is making a loud noise and mocking. One is Yuan Shao. The guy turned around and asked: 'Little Lu Bu is so arrogant, who dares to fight?' The old man named Wang Kuang raised his hand and responded: 'I have General Fang Yue! He can beat Little Lu Bu!' The next moment, a machine appeared in my mind. Sound: I successfully descended into the small plane of the Three Kingdoms, and the host body began to be digitized... What should I do! I don't know who stabbed the bad horse in my crotch, and I ran towards Lu Bu... ...