[Soul travels through the Three Kingdoms + no cheats + not stupid + no gunpowder cannons + rise of an average person + respect for the IQ and force of historical figures + gradual growth of the protagonist + real casualty rate (the protagonist's subordinates will also lose generals)]

The protagonist's cognition is only the cognition of ordinary people in later generations, but it also contains the simplest values of ordinary people.

Cao Cao is very powerful, but the protagonist can grow through repeated confrontations and achieve counterattack victory.

Jia Xu is very vicious, but the protagonist can force Jia Xu to bow his head, which makes people feel that the protagonist is even more vicious than him.

Liu Bei is very kind, but he is also rude to the protagonist. In this chaotic era of the Three Kingdoms, the protagonist wants to change his fate and the course of history. The protagonist has a difficult journey, but on his way forward, the heroes of the Three Kingdoms, one after another, become his stepping stones.

Denmark, an unknown small country in the western Baltic Sea, has experienced the Great Northern War, the Napoleonic Wars of 1807, and the Prussian-Danish War of 1864. How did Denmark survive between Britain and Germany and restore its glory?

The soul travels back to the Middle Ages as a Florentine citizen. Starts in Belgium and is forced to join the war.

The Hundred Years' War between England and France, the Black Death, church division, and total war in Europe.

In this endless world of chaos where swords, blood, iron and fire are intertwined, he bravely moves forward.

The iris and lily, symbols of France, blossomed again under his command, and England, with the broom rose as its emblem, was also impressed.

He is driven not by the name of the Father nor by the glory of anyone else.

Only the belief in my heart:

"I will fight to the end, until this chaos ends."

The world is at war, the situation is favorable, and it’s the perfect time to show off my skills. What’s wrong with me? I only want to rule France. Bokassa clung to the thigh of France’s lifelong ruler, tears and snot streaming down his face. “I want to be emperor so badly, I dream of it! I want it so much! If I become emperor, I’ll do everything you say. I’ll respect you like a father. I don’t want to lose this opportunity.”

Intense pain forced me to open my eyes. After getting familiar with my surroundings, I realized I'd been transported to the body of a middle-aged German man. Damn, my mind wasn't listening, and I couldn't remember my own name. Apparently, I'd lost my memory. Fortunately, I knew I was Chinese. How did I know I was Chinese? Because my brain automatically converts the German I hear and see into Chinese. It also automatically converts the language I want to speak into German. The yellowed calendar marked the year: October 4, 1938. It seemed I had a new identity: Erich von Richthofen.