The Lord Of The Descending Heavens

My name is Fang Xiaoyue, and I am a young mechanic

But now I am very anxious, I have suddenly traveled through time and found myself on the battlefield, riding a scrawny, shedding horse, wearing tattered bronze armor, holding a broken spear, with a thousand old, weak, sick, and disabled individuals behind me, who appear to be a disorganized coalition.

Several hundred meters away, a burly man wielding a halberd and riding a blood-red horse, accompanied by three thousand elite cavalry, is loudly mocking and laughing.

A fellow named Yuan Shao turned around and asked, "That brat Lü Bu is quite arrogant; who dares to fight him?"

The old man named Wang Kuang raised his hand and replied: "I have the great general Fang Yue! He can defeat that little Lu Bu!"

In the next moment, a mechanical voice echoed in my mind: "Arrival at the Three Kingdoms minor plane successful, host's body beginning datafication ... ... "

What should I do

I do not know who prodded my inferior horse beneath me, but I rushed towards Lü Bu with great speed