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

"coming."

That was Wang Lijun, who had come to reinforce from the north gate.

Winter, winter, winter, winter, winter.

Xiang Yu's heart was pounding violently, but it wasn't his heart beating; rather, it was the high-intensity core of the android, like a magical furnace, sending out dangerous signals.

"General Zijuan!" he roared, turning around with a ferocious expression and glaring at her, pinpointing Zijuan's location in the Chu army.

"Your subordinate is here!" Zijuan was covered in blood, her face contorted in a grimace.

The Chu army has gone completely mad.

There is no way out, victory is assured! There is no way out, victory is assured! There is no way out, victory is assured!

!

This is revenge, this is struggle, this is the most insane pursuit of victory!

Smashing the pot means there's no point in trying to find food anymore; sinking the boat means there's no way to get back to the south bank of the river; and now, three days' worth of rations are all gone.

What now?

Let us drink the blood and flesh of the Qin soldiers!

Every Chu soldier unleashed their full power, roaring, fighting, and attacking with frenzied fury, a sight that chilled and terrified the senses.

"I'll temporarily assume the command; I'll be right back!" Xiang Yu said, and rushed out.

Zijuan felt she was about to lose her mind, but she still roared, "Chu army—kill!"

! ”

Xiang Yu and his horse, Wuzhui, had already reached the center of the Qin army.

They have worked together for many years and have long since developed a deep understanding of each other. They are each other's closest partners and most reliable comrades-in-arms.

Xiang Yu's face was solemn, his eyes flashing with a thunderous light, while the black steed beneath him, responding to his cold will, leaped high, its scarlet eyes filled with fervor; it was a divine horse that reveled in war.

The veins in Xiang Yu's hands, gripping the Heavenly Dragon City-Breaking Halberd, bulged, and his teeth were about to be crushed.

almost.

Xiang Yu thought to himself.

Wuzhui understood Xiang Yu's meaning.

The thunderclap in winter struck the ground in an instant.

"Drink up—!"

! ”

Xiang Yu stopped building up his strength and unleashed a powerful roar that echoed across the entire battlefield, accompanied by the resounding crash of him and his horse to the ground.

Sword Comes

A storm erupted, centered on Xiang Yu and his steed, Wuzhui.

call--

The strong wind, like a huge wave, surged and swept outwards in all directions.

The Qin soldiers were swept up, torn apart, and blown away. In an instant, screams, the sound of wind, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground rose and fell.

Centered on Xiang Yu, all the Qin soldiers within a kilometer radius suffered broken bones and ruptured internal organs, collapsing like crops harvested in autumn, with none escaping unscathed.

Xiang Yu straightened up, exhaled a breath of stale air, and looked around expressionlessly.

Blood rained down from the sky.

It wasn't rain, but the blood of Qin soldiers that had been swept into the sky by the previous storm. Now it fell to the ground, onto Xiang Yu's armor, staining it red and giving it a menacing aura that made no one dare approach.

This was Xiang Yu's strategy.

He used the "do-or-die" strategy to ignite the morale and fighting spirit of the Chu soldiers. He didn't let any of the garrison troops in Jiyuan escape, hindering the transmission of messages. When the number of troops on both sides was not much different, he used morale to overwhelm the other side. Then, when Wang Li's army came to reinforce from the north, he personally came to cut off the reinforcements between the two armies.

The Qin soldiers, a thousand meters away, looked at Xiang Yu standing in the center with terror. Terrified, they fled frantically, but were quickly captured and killed by the Chu and Zhao armies.

Xiang Yu narrowed his eyes as he watched Wang Li's army approach.

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Chapter 923 A raging sandstorm came from the west, leaping to the gates of Julu City.

Xiang Yu charged into the Qin army, leaped high into the air, and displayed his divine might, throwing the Qin army into disarray.

Xiang Yu wasn't quite sure how many Qin soldiers he had killed, but he figured it must have been at least several thousand, which wasn't a large number for a Qin army of over 100,000.

However, the number of people killed was not what Xiang Yu cared about.

What he wants is fear.

Looking back, the Qin soldiers who had been caught in Xiang Yu's gaze were all terrified, their hair standing on end.

Zhang Han trembled all over and swallowed hard.

What kind of monster was Xiang Yu?!

This is absolutely not something a human could do, this is absolutely not something a human could accomplish!

Riding on horseback, Zhang Han surveyed the battlefield and discovered that under the Chu army's relentless encroachment and Xiang Yu's imposing shouts, the Qin army, which had initially been in high spirits, had become panicked.

Looking north, apart from Xiang Yu, who was still resting on the battlefield, Wang Li's army would not arrive for several minutes.

How to do?

Fighting was definitely a disadvantage. The losses caused by Xiang Yu were negligible. The Chu army, like a pack of hungry wolves, had already killed tens of thousands of Qin soldiers, while the Chu army's own losses were pitiful. Even the heavily wounded Chu soldiers were still fighting fearlessly.

Should we not fight, or run away?

But now is the best opportunity to destroy the Zhao state. The Western Chu army is also here. The reason why Zhang Han waited for several days before choosing to attack Julu was to replicate the Battle of Linji and wipe out both countries in one fell swoop. Now that Xiang Yu, the backbone of Chu, and King Xie, the backbone of Zhao, are right in front of us, wouldn't it be a pity to give up?

No regrets!

Zhang Han gritted his teeth as he thought about it, his lips bitten until they bled.

He glared angrily at Xiang Yu in the distance.

However, hesitation is the worst thing to do on the battlefield.

"Retreat! Retreat north! Join up with Wang Li's army! Regroup! Seize the opportunity to counterattack!" Having made up his mind, he issued the order, urging the Qin army to begin their retreat.

Join up with Wang Lijun! Then, using the overwhelming numerical advantage, forcefully crush them back!

Xiang Yu watched the Qin army, which was far away from him and was beginning to retreat in a disarray, and silently wiped the corner of his mouth.

What he wiped away was not the blood of the Qin soldiers, but his own.

"The human body is so fragile..." He stood still, not to show off, but because the recoil from releasing a huge amount of magic power from his body during the fall forced him to stand still, regulate his displaced internal organs, and straighten the flow of magic power.

"Neigh, neigh—" The Black Steed carrying Xiang Yu did not retreat an inch, and let out a soft neigh, as if it was worried about Xiang Yu's condition.

"I'm fine." Xiang Yu patted Wuzhui's neck. He had just intentionally protected Wuzhui. Wuzhui was very valuable, and Xiang Yu couldn't afford to lose it now.

Xiang Yu did not stop the Qin soldiers from retreating. One reason was that he was powerless to stop them at the moment, and the other was that these Qin soldiers, especially Zhang Han, were still of great value. Killing him now would have a significant impact on Xiang Yu's future plans.

Therefore, even if Xiang Yu could keep Zhang Han now, he would not do so.

Meanwhile...

Another small army was rapidly approaching from the north.

The leading general, riding a half-white steed, was extremely anxious.

"Tunchi, faster, faster!"

He had become separated from his troops, but his steed was still galloping.

If nothing unexpected happens, Xiang Yu's army and Zhang Han's army must have already clashed.

The smoke signals in the distance are enough to prove everything!

In the rear, Xiang Lu temporarily took over the command, giving Xiang An enough space to charge forward on his own.

With the three-zhang-long spear behind him, Xiang An could already see the battlefield in the distance!

winter!

In Xiang An's eyes, a dazzling light burst forth.

"Whoosh—!"

! ”

boom--!

A horse's neigh, accompanied by a heavy, drum-like roar, exploded in the sky.

Xiang Yu was startled when he heard the loud noise.

"Could it be—" His heart tightened, and he abruptly looked westward.

winter--!

Xiang An's jaw was slightly open, and a wisp of white smoke drifted out of his mouth. In contrast, Tuan Chi, who was sitting down, had a blue light bursting out from his eyes, as thick as a river or the sea. As Tuan Chi sped along, it drew a long, dazzling blue line across the wasteland.

The sandstorm, like giant waves, flew up beneath the horses' hooves.

winter--!

The drumbeats drew closer, and everyone could see the raging sandstorm sweeping in from afar, a lone force hurtling towards the battlefield of Julu.

"What is that thing—!?" Someone in the Qin army exclaimed in shock, their voice trembling with fear.

Like Xiang Yu, Xiang An's heart emitted a warning sound and a roar.

Moreover, the goal is clear.

Because he had already seen it; even from a distance of several miles, he could clearly see Zhang Han's face.

"Zhang Han, you dog-thief!"

"!" Xiang An's roar stirred up waves of sound, which reached Zhang Han's ears from afar, causing Zhang Han, who was directing the convergence of the two armies, to panic and almost fall off his horse.

"Not good—!" Xiang Yu immediately realized Xiang An's intention to suddenly appear here. Tong Kong trembled violently and wanted to urge his horse, Wuzhui, to stop him.