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

It was Jin Qixiu who chose it, and it was also chosen by Xiang Yu and his three siblings.

Without a word from the other side, Jin Qixiu fired a shot straight at Xiang An's crown.

Xiang An's eyes widened, and he thrust the large halberd upwards.

Today, the large halberd in Xiang An's hand was unusually short. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be only one section, with the other two sections of the halberd still tied to Xiang An's back.

However, a section of beryllium rod is long enough.

Without pausing after catching Jin Qixiu's attack, Xiang An turned his halberd, deflecting Jin Qixiu's spear to the side, and then swung the halberd horizontally towards Jin Qixiu's chest.

Jin Qixiu shrank back, pulled in his stomach, and retreated half a body position, narrowly avoiding Xiang An's spearhead.

Once he realized what was happening, he didn't hesitate. He lunged forward, swung his spear, and once again clashed with Xiang An's large spear.

But how could Jin Qixiu's power possibly be a match for Xiang An's?

"Xiang family brat, are you laughing at me?" He gritted his teeth and glared at Xiang An.

Although they had only exchanged a few blows, Jin Qixiu could tell that Xiang An was not using his full strength and seemed to be fighting hesitantly.

Xiang An did not answer, but remained silent.

Jin Qixiu did not see his slight head-shaking gesture.

"Ahhh-"

Ping Pong —

Peng!

The two continued to fight, but Jin Qixiu felt increasingly frustrated.

Xiang An pursed his lips, opened his mouth, and let out a long sigh.

The force with which he wielded the large halberd suddenly increased, and the offensive was reversed in an instant.

Jin Qixiu's kung fu was decent, but only decent.

With a sudden forward thrust, Xiang An spun around and lashed out, the shaft of the large halberd striking Jin Qixiu's back. Instantly, a spray of blood gushed from Jin Qixiu's mouth.

"Pfft—ha—haa..."

Despite his severe injuries, Jin Qixiu actually managed a smile.

He was not good at fighting, but was forced to enjoy this moment.

Because only this outcome is what he has chosen.

Xiang An was quick on his feet, and with another swift movement, he pulled Jin Qixiu off his horse.

Jin Qixiu fell to the ground, her life quietly fading away.

He kept his eyes open, looking at the sky, a self-deprecating smile on his face.

Xiang An silently dismounted and walked to Jin Qixiu's side.

"Although I may not be qualified to say this, but..."

He bent down and gently touched Jin Qixiu's eyes, his voice tinged with sorrow.

"rest in peace."

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Chapter 928 Tragedy

The Western Chu army won the Battle of Zhangshui, marking its second major victory after the great triumph at the Battle of Julu.

Qin General Jin Qixiu was killed in battle. With the loss of two generals, the Qin army's fighting spirit completely collapsed. Tens of thousands of soldiers fled, and the rest were all captured by the Chu army.

"Have the number of prisoners been tallied?" Xiang Yu asked Xiang Bo, having chosen to entrust this matter to his third uncle.

"The exact number hasn't been tallied yet, but roughly speaking, it's around 110,000 people." Xiang Bo patted the bamboo slips recording the information with the back of his hand, his brow furrowed. "We're running out of food."

"Then let's buy more. Hasn't the Prince Huai's allocation come through?"

Xiang Bo almost suffocated because Xiang Yu couldn't catch his breath.

"...Buy it!" After a long silence, Xiang Bo finally uttered the words through gritted teeth.

Xiang Lu patted Xiang Bo on the back to comfort him, but it didn't seem to have any effect.

"Wang Lijun is still in the north, what should we do?" Zijuan sat below Xiang Yu, frowning as she glanced at him.

Even though Wang Lijun hasn't made any major moves so far, he is still undeniably a significant threat.

On the battlefield, nothing is certain. Even the strongest army can fail, and even the weakest army... well, weak is weak.

However, it is precisely for this reason that the strong should remain cautious. Xiang Yu's actions in leading his army to fight Zhang Han to the death at Julu were still criticized in private.

"Attack." Xiang Yu leaned forward, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Zijuan turned her head and looked at Xiang An.

Although Xiang An was demoted, everyone knew that he was still the second-in-command in the army, and his opinions often differed from those of General Xiang Yu.

This might be troublesome for Xiang Yu, but everyone believes that such discussions can better prevent Xiang Yu from having a one-man show.

Although in the end, everything was basically based on Xiang Yu's orders.

"...I think so too, let's fight." Xiang An glanced at Xiang Yu and surprisingly said something similar to Xiang Yu's.

"Huh?" Zijuan was startled, her gaze shifting back and forth between Xiang Yu and Xiang An, unsure of who to look at for a moment.

The main issue is that the two brothers' situation has been... somewhat off lately.

Xiang An shook his head helplessly: "Xiao Si, my elder brother's dispute has other reasons. How could I possibly have any objections on such a crucial matter?"

“Unlike Zhang Han and Jin Qixiu, who were both quite likely to betray the Qin Dynasty, but ultimately chose not to,” Xiang Yu glanced at Xiang An and continued, “Wang Li is different.”

"Wang Li could not possibly betray us, and the army under his command is even less likely to betray us."

“Wang Li’s ancestors were generals of the Qin state for generations. Although he didn’t inherit their abilities and foresight, he did inherit their backbone,” Xiang An continued, picking up where Xiang Yu left off. This shared opinion brought back a sense of familiarity. “Since he’s unlikely to surrender to us, there’s only one option left…”

"That's about it. All generals, listen to my command!" Xiang Yu stood up and waved his hand to give the order.

"Your subordinate is here!"

With consecutive victories at Julu and Zhangshui, the morale of the Chu army was high, and the generals were in high spirits.

"Prepare for the continuation of the war! Ten days from now, we will destroy Wang Li!"

"Your subordinate obeys!"

......

Ten days is enough time for the Chu army, which has just finished the Battle of Zhangshui, to recuperate and rebuild its strength.

The Qin soldiers captured by Xiang Yu had completely lost their identity. Xiang Yu sent people to find the few remaining generals and tried to incorporate them into his army. The process went relatively smoothly. After all, most of the troops under Zhang Han were originally death row inmates who were building the Epang Palace and the Lishan Mausoleum. The reason they did not scatter and escape was more due to their identification with Zhang Han than with Qin.

Good romance novels

Now that Zhang Han is dead, and Jin Qixiu, who succeeded him as Grand General, is also dead, they will naturally seek new objects of affection after losing their followers.

However, although these people were incorporated into the army, they were not immediately put into the war.

Even so, Xiang Yu still had a force of 150,000 men.

With the return of Xiang An's army, the new reinforcements from the vassal states behind them, and the incorporation of some scattered troops along the way, the number of Xiang Yu's soldiers swelled very rapidly.

Unlike the Battle of Julu and the Battle of Zhangshui, which ended so quickly, this battle lasted for two full days because the battle lines were stretched too long.

The Chu army has won once again, without a doubt.

This time, neither Xiang Yu nor Xiang An went all out. The injuries they sustained in the Battle of Julu had not fully healed, and the maximum strength they displayed was only at the level of Xiang An in the Battle of Zhangshui, which was not enough to influence the battlefield.

Unlike Zhang Han and Jin Qixiu, Wang Li did not die on the battlefield. He was knocked off his horse by Zijuan in a direct battle and is now a prisoner, locked in a wooden cage, and guarded by Xiang Yu's men.

"So what? We have two hundred thousand more prisoners." Xiang Bo stood beside Xiang Yu, looking at the sea of ​​kneeling Qin soldiers before him, and revealed a mocking smile. "What do you intend to do, General?"

"The idea that our grain supplies can feed another 200,000 people, including 200,000 soldiers, is simply a pipe dream."

Xiang Yu stood on high ground, arms crossed, saying nothing, simply looking at the 200,000 Qin prisoners of war.

He turned his head slightly and looked at Xiang An.

Xiang An sat at Xiang Yu's feet, his chin resting on his knees, his eyes somewhat dim.

Persuade them to surrender? Let them go? Neither is possible. These soldiers are loyal to Qin. Don't you see there are still riots below, with soldiers trying to break free? If they are released, these Qin soldiers will definitely regroup and come to disrupt the Chu army's formation.

Therefore, the answer is actually quite clear.

Even Xiang An couldn't think of a better way to deal with these troublesome Qin soldiers.

“…Big brother.” Xiang An raised his head, but closed his eyes.

He called out and stood up.

Sometimes, it's necessary to be a little ruthless.

"You decide what to do."

After saying this, Xiang An turned and left, leaving Xiang Yu with only his back view.

Xiang Yu revealed a satisfied smile.

Xiang An has already given his answer, and that is enough.

"I still don't know you well enough, second brother..."

Xiang Yu shook his head, his eyes suddenly turning ruthless and cold.

"Third Uncle, let's do it."

“…Alright, you said it yourself.” Xiang Bo swallowed hard.

......

The second day of the first lunar month.

On a plain north of the Zhang River, Xiang Yu did something that shocked the Central Plains.

He captured 200,000 Qin soldiers—

They were all buried alive.