In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

“That’s my older brother.” Xiang An repeated, and Han Xin felt a little numb.

"It's not just because the white horse is easy to control, but also because I want to avoid unnecessary losses." Xiang An shook his head, not lingering on the issue of the King of Guanzhong. Although he said he was shameless, he actually still... wanted to keep some of his own.

"...Alright, we'll do it your way. I was a bit too simplistic before." Han Xin took a while to recover from his distress, then nodded, acknowledging Xiang An's strategy for attacking Baima City.

But now, whenever he hears Xiang An say "That's my older brother," he gets a splitting headache, a pain that seems to reach the very top of his head.

"Let's pack up. Judging by the time, the General should be preparing to attack Dong'e soon. We need to take Baima before the General takes Dong'e." Xiang An stood up, sighed, and stretched his neck. "We'll set off tomorrow morning."

Constantly looking down at the sand table, even an artificial human body can't withstand that kind of overexertion.

......

the next day.

Xiang An's timing was spot on; before dawn, a war broke out beneath the walls of Dong'e City.

The Qin army in Dong'e City were neither blind nor deaf; they must have heard about Xiang Yu's army marching north and had prepared corresponding precautions.

Even so, they could not withstand Xiang Yu's might.

After Xiang Liang's death, Xiang Yu's way of leading his army into battle became "Xiang An".

Riding his tall, strong, and glossy black steed, Xiang Yu took the lead and charged to the very front of the army, dominating the course of the entire war. Before this, Xiang Yu's fighting style was similar to that of other generals.

The reason for adopting this combat method was that Xiang Yu made the decision after analyzing his own combat strength.

"With Xiang An and my strength, we can still guide a war where the disparity in strength isn't too great." Xiang An muttered to himself, and thrust the Heavenly Dragon City-Breaking Halberd forward from his hand. The Qin army general who came out to fight was pierced through by Xiang Yu's halberd in less than two rounds and fell to the ground.

"Sweep the battering rams! Get them up there!" he roared, his tone ruthless.

"Yes!" The siege engine squad quickly moved up and began ramming the city gate.

Zi Huai disguised himself as a slightly short Chu soldier and stayed close to Zi Juan, clearly intending to protect her.

but......

His preferred weapon is a dagger, honed under high pressure. His skill might be sufficient, but as for his stamina... let's leave this malnourished boy alone.

In short, he is now fighting the Qin soldiers to a standstill, facing constant danger...

Zijuan, mounted on her horse, pierced the chest of a Qin soldier with her spear and shouted sternly at the short Chu soldier, "This is a battlefield! Be serious!"

Then he quickly rode away, leaving Zihuai stunned.

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Chapter 919 A ​​Person with Intellect

Zihuai stood frozen on the vast battlefield of Dong'e, holding the standard-issue rifle in his hand, somewhat at a loss.

"Hey! What are you doing! Don't you want to live?!" His comrade-in-arms shouted, helping Zi Huai defend against another Qin soldier's attack, his face full of anxiety.

"Ah!" Zi Huai was startled. After regaining her senses, she and her comrade worked together to kill the Qin soldier.

"What are you thinking, kid?! This is a battlefield! No one can protect you! The only one who can protect you is yourself!" Huo Qi, a Chu soldier in the same tent as Zi Huai, roared with a red face and thick neck. After saying this, he turned and left.

On the battlefield, you're never idle; there's always something you need to do.

Zi Huai pursed her lips, gritted her teeth, and began fighting the Qin soldiers again.

However, his attention remained fixed on Zijuan.

Zijuan twirled her spear as she galloped across the battlefield with her steed, her expression fierce yet undeniably beautiful.

"Sister Ahua..." Zijuan murmured, but her hands moved swiftly, panting as she stabbed a Qin soldier to death.

"Drink!" Zijuan's spear shot out like a dragon, propelling her horse forward and taking the life of a Qin soldier. She then pulled back to block the attack of another Qin soldier.

Although the Chu army had the upper hand on the surface, the Qin soldiers were still numerous and did not seem to intend to surrender.

Zijuan rode a horse and defeated several Qin soldiers without being defeated, leaving everyone in Zihuai dumbfounded.

"Sister Ahua...is she really that strong?"

Xiang Yu frowned and smashed his Heavenly Dragon City-Breaking Halberd fiercely towards the city gate of Dong'e. The city gate, which had been struggling against the siege timber for so long, was smashed open by Xiang Yu.

Xiang Yu exuded a chilling aura: "Kill! Leave no survivors!"

The city had very few inhabitants left; it was essentially a military fortress. Therefore, Xiang Yu's decision after conquering it was...

Massacre of the city.

......

When the battle in Dong'e broke out, Bai Ma also got into a fight.

"Liang Ning, you're on the east side!" Although Xiang An was leading the charge, he still occasionally glanced back at the battlefield. "Watch the water! Don't let any scouts slip away!"

Xiang An divided his troops into three groups, with Xiang Lu and Liang Ning harassing the city from both sides of the gates.

He didn't want the news of his change of attack route to get out, so dispersing his forces was a last resort.

So what he can do now is to capture a gate as soon as possible and enter the city for street fighting.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a flustered Qin soldier at the edge of the battlefield, who seemed to be trying to ride away on horseback.

With a cold snort, Xiang An tossed his large spear high into the air, then, without even looking up, reached both hands behind him.

Drawing the bow and nocking the arrow takes only one second.

Xiang An's archery skills were quite strong; although he couldn't compare to Xiang Jing, the sharpshooter, he was not far off.

Xiang An doesn't really need to worry about weapons. He's not just good with spears and halberds; he can use any other weapon he has in his hands to unleash considerable power. For example, back in Pangshan, he was able to injure the mountain lord who was controlled by the alien race's will by simply picking up a hoe.

so......

As the arrow left the bowstring, the Qin soldier who wanted to escape the battlefield fell from his horse instantly.

Putting the longbow back on his back, Xiang An caught the large spear he had just thrown and continued his rampage across the battlefield.

While the Great Spear might not be as effective as Xiang Yu's Heavenly Dragon City-Breaking Halberd in single-target combat, it excels in battles against multiple opponents...

Once Xiang An cleared a path, the battering rams were pushed up, and soon the walls of Baima City were breached.

The rest is quite simple.

......

evening.

Standing on the city wall of Baima City, Xiang An gazed at the surging, roaring yellow river, and his thoughts sank.

In his memory, someone seemed to have said that his home was located next to this rolling yellow river.

"General, are you thinking about something?"

Xiang An turned his head and thought it was Han Xin, but it turned out to be Liao Ye.

He shifted his gaze back and nodded somewhat stiffly: "Yes... I was thinking about something, something from a long time ago."

"How long?" Liao Ye lay down next to Xiang An, gazing at the river with him.

“It’s been a long time, so long that… I haven’t been back to the Xiang family yet.” A hint of nostalgia appeared in Xiang An’s expression.

That guy who argued with himself in the basin and the rainforest is now buried in Kuaiji.

"That's a long time." Liao Ye smacked his lips. "So, back then, General, you didn't have any humanity left?"

Xiang An's lips twitched violently: "What nonsense are you talking about... There is some truth to it, otherwise I wouldn't be able to argue with that Wen Ju guy."

Liao Ye was one of Xiang An's closest confidants, having followed him for many years. Apart from not being able to offer advice, he was almost as indispensable to Xiang Liang as Fan Zeng was to Xiang An. Therefore, Xiang An told Liao Ye the truth about himself and was not afraid that Liao Ye would spread the word, since not many people would believe it.

"Wen Ju is... the masked ghost who brought you and the Great General home?" Although Liao Ye was tall, his face showed a childlike curiosity.

“Ah, that’s right.” Xiang An’s eyes fell silent again, and he nodded.

"He was from the state of Zhao. He was originally a soldier of Zhao, but after Zhao lost the war with Qin, he fled back to his hometown."

"His hometown...is right here."

Xiang An pointed to the river, where the yellow water roared and surged with towering waves.

"The riverbank..." Liao Ye murmured, looking at the river as well, and couldn't help but feel a little... lost and forlorn.

“He told my father that because he was born by a yellow river, he always thought his blood was yellow too, until the war started and he learned that his blood was red.” Xiang An lowered his head and stopped looking at the river. He said this, perhaps to Liao Ye, or perhaps to himself.

"War has brought too much pain to the Central Plains."

Xiang An tightened his grip on the edge of the city wall, and right next to his hand, there was a gap in the wall.

"The peaceful and prosperous world I pursue is not for my personal military achievements, nor for the position of the ruler of the world." Xiang An raised his head, looked at the sky, and thought of Xiang Chao, Wen Ju, and Xiang Liang.

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"I just—"

"I just want a Central Plains where there isn't so much pain."

“I know how painful loss is, so I don’t want others to feel the pain that comes from war.”

"Many predecessors have made great sacrifices for this, and I—"

"It has to be done."

Xiang An's voice was slightly choked, his eyes wide with anger as he looked up at the sky.

"I said this not because of any savior machine's program, but because I—"

"A heartfelt wish and expectation!"

"I will give everything for this."

An intellectual person speaking sincerely.

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Chapter 920 Target, Giant Deer

"General, King Zhao has been defeated again!"

In Ye City, Han Xin rushed into Xiang An's tent in a hurry, carrying a book of intelligence.

"Another defeat!?" Xiang An frowned upon hearing the news. "Where has the Zhao army retreated to now?"