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

"Third Uncle, how much food do we have left?" Xiang Yu called over Xiang Bo and asked.

“Enough for three months of marching, what’s wrong? Do you need more provisions?” Xiang Bo frowned and sat down beside him.

He really wants to slap Xiang Yu in the face right now.

Two days before the Battle of Julu, the Chu army crossed the Huan River. In order to boost morale, Xiang Yu made sure everyone was well-fed before breaking the cauldrons and sinking the boats, which inspired the Chu army's fighting spirit.

However, in Xiang Bo's view, Xiang Yu had completely targeted his stomach and delivered a powerful punch.

Was it a pot that was smashed? Was it a ship that sank? All sorts of camp facilities, as well as provisions on the ships, and all sorts of other miscellaneous things, were all thrown into the river by Xiang Yu.

That's all money!

Xiang Yu nodded and looked up at Xiang Bo: "Yes, if possible, have Liu Jin'an purchase more."

"A decisive battle with the Qin army is about to begin?"

"Yes, I want to try to incorporate the Qin army. The more food and supplies we need, the better," Xiang Yu said, tapping the table. "But there's no need to force it. Chu can't buy much food right now, so I've prepared a second plan."

"What plan?" Xiang Bo raised an eyebrow.

Xiang Yu opened his mouth, but then thought of Xiang An and shook his head.

"We'll talk about that later. Right now, the most important thing is fighting the war." He shook his head, stood up, and walked out on his own.

Seeing Xiang Yu leave so easily, showing no regard for his third uncle, Xiang Bo couldn't help but sigh.

I don't know how long the silence lasted before I heard his voice again.

"What a fucking coward!"

......

"General! A message from Xianyang!" The messenger rushed into Jin Qixiu's command tent in a panic, shouting loudly!

Jin Qixiu's eyes widened, and he snatched the letter from the messenger's hand, tore it to shreds in a few quick movements, threw it on the ground, and stomped on it forcefully.

"General..."

Jin Qixiu's eyes were bloodshot, with dark circles under them. He gritted his teeth, looking as if he had gone mad, which made the messenger standing next to him feel a little scared.

"Get out." Jin Qixiu stood still, head down, hair covering his eyes, his voice cold and filled with suppressed anger.

"...Yes." The messenger was somewhat helpless, so he could only bow slightly and slowly leave the tent.

After the messenger left, Jin Qixiu stood there for a long, long time.

After a while, he slumped back to his seat, sat down, and rubbed his temples.

"General, what should I do now..." Jin Qixiu asked softly, her expression filled with sorrow.

Since he took over Zhang Han's position as general, he has never had a good day.

Back in Xianyang, Qin Er Shi (Hu Hai) and Zhao Gao kept urging him to quickly defeat Xiang Yu, showing no intention whatsoever to offer condolences for the losses, and expressing indifference to Zhang Han's death. This infuriated Jin Qixiu, who regarded Zhang Han as his teacher.

But what could he do? He was still a general of the Qin Dynasty, and he still had to lead the Qin army into battle.

However, the battle was fought poorly.

After Zhang Han's death, the morale of the Qin army plummeted, and it was even worse after they retreated north of the Zhang River. They were able to capture several Qin soldiers who tried to escape almost every day, a stark contrast to their previous state.

The Chu army pursued the Qin army across the Zhang River and continued to fight them. So far, they have fought two major battles, both of which Jin Qixiu lost. Wang Lijun's actions are unclear; he just watches without intervening, seemingly coveting military power.

The battlefield is being lost, the superiors are scolding you, and your colleagues are eyeing your military power. Jin Qixiu... you're really at your wits' end right now.

He desperately wanted to win! He longed to recreate the glory of the Qin army under Wang Jian, Meng Wu, Zhang Han, and all those Qin Dynasty generals! He wanted to lead his army to drive Xiang Yu's army back south of the Zhang River, and even back to his hometown of Xutai!

But he couldn't.

He had this idea, but the Qin army's fate was sealed.

It is now virtually impossible for this army to win the war.

This is not due to the general's incompetence, but rather...

"What exactly are those two brothers?" Jin Qixiu was completely baffled.

On that day at Julu, the brothers Xiang Yu and Xiang An appeared as if they were divine warriors descending from the heavens, suddenly unleashing incomprehensible moves that shattered the spines of the Qin army, leaving them scattered on the ground.

"...Ultimately, what am I fighting against the Chu army for...?"

Jin Qixiu slumped onto the table, looking lost and dejected.

As things have developed, he has become the target of widespread condemnation, even though he has done almost nothing wrong.

If you can't win anymore, why keep struggling?

The Qin army crumbled at the first sign of trouble on the main battlefield; they simply couldn't defeat the Chu army.

Hu Hai and Zhao Gao in Xianyang kept urging him to go to war with the Chu army, completely ignoring the current situation of the Qin army.

Wang Li, on the other hand, is a short-sighted and foolish man who has not inherited the abilities and skills of his ancestors.

She pursed her lips, and an idea quietly appeared in Jin Qixiu's mind.

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Chapter 927 Battle of Zhangshui

They surrendered to the Chu army, and to the brothers Xiang Yu and Xiang An.

This idea came to Jin Qixiu's mind.

“No, no.” He straightened up and shook his head.

His parents are still back in their hometown. If news of his rebellion reaches Xianyang, not only will his beloved parents be gone, but his entire family will probably be wiped out.

Betrayal is a grave crime, punishable by the extermination of nine generations of one's family.

"In that case... there is only one way out."

From outside the tent, Jin Qixiu's shadow gradually straightened from hunched to upright, his weariness and dejection vanishing completely. What remained was only his fighting spirit, and... his will to die.

......

Seven days later, north of the Zhang River.

The Qin and Chu armies faced each other, sizing each other up.

Xiang An stood at the forefront of the Chu army, staring intently at the opposing general standing at the head of the column, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"So, this is the decision you've made..." His tone was filled with disappointment.

Standing beside Xiang Yu, Xiang An naturally understood what Xiang Yu meant. He replied calmly, "That's why I admire him as a true man, not a madman who would do anything to survive."

Xiang Yu glanced at Xiang An, but did not respond; he simply shook his head.

The several battles he led against the Qin army by the Western Chu army were all aimed at forcing Jin Qixiu to understand a certain fact.

In war, his army could no longer win. At least in the short term, it was absolutely impossible for him to win against the Chu army. And that Qin Er Shi was obviously not an emperor who treated his people like his own children. In fact, he did the opposite, imposing corvée labor and heavy taxes that made the entire Central Plains suffer. It was pure nonsense for Jin Qixiu to get encouragement in Xianyang.

He wanted Jin Qi to rebel and turn against Western Chu.

Now it seems that Jin Qixiu understands, but he still has no intention of rebelling.

"I thought he would be more pragmatic, but alas..." Xiang Yu gripped the Heavenly Dragon City-Breaking Halberd with a slight increase in pressure, his aura becoming somewhat dangerous.

The move used in Julu last time cannot be used more often. Although Xiang Yu and Xiang An are still physically strong, they are definitely not as strong as they were before when they were outside the pass.

The damage from being hit by the Taotie's roar has not been repaired to this day. In other words, the two brothers have been fighting while injured, and they even forced themselves to use that move in the previous war. Now, the situation is... that their injuries have been compounded.

Even androids have a limited lifespan. Forcing them to use power beyond their limits while they are still severely injured internally will only accelerate the rate at which the brothers' lives are consumed.

“I want to kill him with my own hands.” Xiang An lowered his head and sighed deeply. “This is the best respect for someone who faces death with equanimity.”

Xiang Yu glanced at Xiang An a few more times, then shook his head helplessly: "Third brother, fourth brother, let's set aside a separate arena for your second brother to fight that Qin general."

"...Hmm." Xiang Jing had now entered that war-mongering state again, eager to try, wishing he could draw his bow and shoot right now.

"Huh? Ah... I understand." Zijuan was taken aback at first, then nodded with a knowing look on her face.

Xiang Yu slowly raised his Heavenly Dragon City-Breaking Halberd and pointed it at the Qin army's formation.

"kill."

"kill--!

! ”

Jin Qixiu, standing opposite, also raised his spear, pointing it in the direction of Xiang Yu and Xiang An.

"kill."

"kill--!

! ”

On the plains beside the Zhang River, the fighting began once again.

Jin Qixiu gripped the reins of his horse, but his mood was calm.

He was not unwilling to bend his spine for the sake of the Qin Dynasty, for Qin Er Shi Hu Hai, or for Zhao Gao.

He chose to stand up for himself only for his family and for the little dignity he had left.

Looking at the Qin army around him, which was clearly at a disadvantage in the battle, Jin Qixiu revealed a self-deprecating smile.

Not long ago, perhaps just over a month ago, these Qin soldiers were a mighty lion that terrified the world.

But now, this is how it is...

Shaking his head, Jin Qixiu closed his eyes to rest, then opened them again.

All that remains in my eyes is earnestness.

His goal was also very clear—that is, to kill Xiang An, who was in front of Zhang Han, with his own hands.

"Xiang An, you brat—dare to fight?!" From a distance, Jin Qixiu roared, declaring war on Xiang An.

"dare!"

Xiang An agreed without hesitation.

Xiang Yu, Xiang Jing, and Zi Juan worked together to create a small open space in the center of the battlefield, separating the battlefield to the outside.

This open space became the burial place of Jin Qixiu.