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

"Oh, right." Zang Tu seemed to suddenly remember something and patted the table twice. "Send someone to inform the General of Western Chu. He is on a forced march and should not know about this yet."

"......Yes."

Zang Tu watched the scout walk out of the main hall, stroked his beard, and smiled.

He desperately wants to see a war break out in the Central Plains, the fiercer the better.

Once he has dealt with Han Guang, the King of Liaodong, perhaps he will have the opportunity to reap the benefits.

So, let's stir things up a little.

......

Xiang An was also stroking his beard.

After seeing Ziying off outside Xianyang, Xiang An began to grow a beard.

In this era, all men grow beards. Xiang An is not young anymore, almost twenty-five, so growing a beard is considered very late. Before, he would shave it off with his large shavings.

Xiang An's beard has grown quite a bit, and it has to be said that he does look much more mature now.

"Fourth Uncle, how do I compare to my eldest brother?" Xiang An, who was resting and eating by a river, looked at his reflection in the water and asked Xiang Lu.

"Your face can't be fierce, so don't compare yourself to your older brother. You two may look alike, but you're completely different types." Xiang Lu chuckled casually, patting Xiang An on the shoulder. "I've noticed you've been thinking about something these past few days, perhaps Sanqi?"

Xiang An hesitated for a moment, then gave a wry smile: "Yes and no."

"The resources that the Three Qi possess in total are limited. What I care more about is the world, the Central Plains."

"This time, the great formation in the north has a gap, and I'm a little worried. The Central Plains are currently in a turbulent period, and now this kind of thing is happening abroad. I have a feeling that things are not good."

"Don't overthink it, just let things take their course. What's meant to be will be," Xiang Lu said, glancing at Xiang An's muscular biceps. "Let's focus on things in the north for now."

"Well, we're almost to the north now, and there are some things I need to discuss with Fourth Uncle and the others beforehand." Xiang An nodded, glanced at the sky, and sighed deeply. "The weather's getting colder; if our soldiers die beneath the Great Wall, their bodies might not even be brought back..."

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Chapter 955 The King of Han Declares War

"Look closely, this is a Wraith, this is an Ao Yin, this is a Chisel-toothed Man..." Xiang An has been drawing maps on a sand table every day for many years, and over time he has accumulated some calligraphy and painting skills. Although he is not very proficient, he can still draw a few simple alien races.

I must say, the drawing is really quite realistic and lifelike.

"General, these... are these the so-called 'alien races'?" Wei Hao exclaimed in surprise, looking at Xiang An with disbelief in his eyes.

Sword Comes

"This..." Zijuan also looked puzzled, "A monster?"

"These are alien races, not monsters, but they're not that different. Fortunately, no monsters appeared in my brother's dream this time, otherwise it would have been quite troublesome for me to deal with them alone." Xiang An said this, but his expression was quite solemn.

"What I'm mainly worried about now is morale." With a sigh, Xiang An leaned back against the legs of his galloping horse.

The three generals looked at each other, unsure of what to say.

However, if we really have to fight against what Xiang An drew, morale is indeed a crucial factor.

These monsters are terrifying and ferocious just by looking at their images. If you were actually standing in front of them, it would be incredibly frightening. You'd be lucky if you didn't think about running away immediately, let alone fighting these monstrous things.

"Fourth Uncle, Xiao Si, Wei Hao, take this portrait to the soldiers to see first, so they can at least have some idea of ​​what to expect." Xiang An was also a bit of a headache, but for now, this was the only thing they could do.

"General—!" Just as the three generals were returning with the portrait, completely bewildered, Liao Ye came back.

"Oh! Xiao Ye, has the Prince of Yan's grain supplies arrived?" Xiang An stood up, patted his bottom, and greeted Liao Ye.

Actually, Liao Ye wasn't exactly "young." He was even a size bigger than Xiang An and was almost thirty years old, so he couldn't be considered "young" at all. However, it was a nickname he had from his early years as a retainer of the Xiang family in Kuaiji, and it had stuck with him ever since.

Liao Ye's face showed urgency as he ran to Xiang An's side and knelt on the ground: "General, something terrible has happened!"

"Report immediately!" Xiang An quickly became serious and ordered.

"The King of Han has declared war!" Liao Ye gasped for breath, his face filled with anxiety.

"Declared war!? When was it declared, and to whom? Has the fighting already started?" Xiang An suddenly stood up, his brows furrowed.

He wasn't surprised that Liu Ji declared war; what surprised him was that Liu Ji dared to declare war so quickly.

How long had Xiang Yu been ruling the land? At most, less than half a year. Liu Ji had probably only been in Nanzheng for a little over three months. Why didn't he stockpile resources and troops before immediately declaring war?

This doesn't look like him at all!

In Xiang An's impression, Liu Ji lacked decisiveness and was clearly a man who planned things carefully before acting. It was obviously illogical for him to declare war so hastily.

"The Prince of Yan didn't explain clearly either, only saying that the Prince of Han rebelled about five days ago, and that no other information was available!"

"Tsk!"

Xiang An gritted his teeth, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that the Yan Kingdom was thousands of miles away from the godforsaken Bashu. If Liu Ji had rebelled five days ago, it would be understandable that the Yan Kingdom could not get accurate information now. In fact, it would be good if the Yan Kingdom even knew that Liu Ji had rebelled.

Xiang An's mind was in turmoil. The news that Liu Ji, the King of Han in Bashu, had rebelled made him wish he could return to Pengcheng immediately, grab his elder brother by the collar, and ask him what he had been hiding from him.

Since he had already seen the foreign tribes, how could he not have seen Liu Ji, the King of Han, rebel?

That bastard!

Xiang An gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and bulged his veins. Although his face was not fierce, the aura emanating from him made Liao Ye feel a little breathless.

Looking north, there was a dark mass of alien races, eyeing the Central Plains with predatory intent.

Xiang An sat down again without saying a word, waved for Liao Ye to leave, and began to think about the many matters to come.

Liu Ji's rebellion had far-reaching consequences. Of the eighteen kings in the Central Plains, apart from Xiang Yu, many had been on good terms with Liu Ji. After all, Liu Ji's army was quite powerful in the initial campaign against Qin. In fact, it was Liu Ji's army, not Xiang Yu's, that ultimately captured Xianyang. If it weren't for the dramatic scene at the Feast at Hongmen, Xiang Yu and Liu Ji might have ended up fighting each other.

If Liu Ji rebels, other vassal kings in the Central Plains will surely respond. Not to mention, Zhang Er, the King of Changshan, has long been in cahoots with Liu Ji. If Liu Ji rebels, he certainly won't stay put. Not to mention the three Qi states controlled by Peng Yue, and then there's Han. Zhang Liang's methods are more than enough to control a small and weak state like Han. They are probably already eager to try.

Xiang An could already foresee that within a month, the Central Plains would be engulfed in flames of war and conflict, and the intensity of the conflict would be even more devastating than during the Warring States period, because there weren't nearly as many powerful feudal lords during that time.

The Prince of Yan's attitude also bothered Xiang An somewhat...

Standing up, Xiang An reached up and climbed onto the white neck of the rushing waves. Standing on the riverbank, he looked up at the three thousand soldiers resting on the riverbank and sighed deeply.

No matter how much the Central Plains fight, it's all human affairs. But foreign races are everyone's enemies. We must first deal with the major threat that is the Northern Buyeo.

The northern border needs to be dealt with quickly!

......

Central Plains, Western Chu, Pengcheng.

How could Xiang Yu not know that Liu Ji had rebelled?

"They didn't announce anything else, just claimed they were dissatisfied with the enfeoffment system and wanted to expand... What a boring rhetoric." Xiang Yu chuckled and put the bamboo slips down.

“Your Majesty, Liu Ji has now sent a large force to the Shu Road that they burned down before, seemingly intending to rebuild it. Should we remind the Prince of Linjiang?” A minister bowed and asked respectfully.

Prince Gong Ao of Linjiang was enfeoffed in the east of Han, separated from Han by the natural barrier of Bashu, with mountains separating them.

Xiang Yu did not answer, but stroked his not-so-long beard, as if he was pondering something.

"No matter what, the rebels must be suppressed! Now that the General is not here, we must don our armor and go into battle to capture King Liu Ji of Han, so as to enhance the prestige of our Western Chu!" Jiang Chun's beard had turned white, and his slightly cloudy eyes gleamed as he pleaded with Xiang Yu.

"General Jiang's words greatly please me." Xiang Yu nodded expressionlessly, stood up, and finished his wine. "Therefore—"

"I intend to personally lead the expedition! To suppress the traitor Liu and enhance the prestige of our nation!"

His voice was so loud that it made the ears of the courtiers below feel numb.

But everyone's eyes were filled with a mixture of trepidation and excitement.

Those who served as subjects were well aware of the strength of Western Chu.

"Suppress the traitor Liu and enhance our national prestige!"

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Chapter 956 The First Battle, The First Snow

Yuyang.

After leaving the small town, what appeared before Xiang An's three thousand soldiers was a magnificent city wall they had never seen before.

"The Great Wall." Xiang An gripped the reins of the rushing horse, looking at the tall and sturdy wall that seemed to stand still for eternity. He couldn't help but feel his breath quicken and his blood boil.

Zijuan followed behind Xiang An, too shocked to speak.

Such a structure, which could be called a miracle, was now presented to the soldiers.

As his initial enthusiasm cooled, Xiang An felt a sense of heaviness in his heart.

In Xiang Yu's memory, those foreign tribes destroyed the Great Wall, or at least the section of the Yan Kingdom.

They invaded the Central Plains through the breach, turning into a terrifying disaster.

“If we go east from the Great Wall for a hundred miles, we should reach the current settlement of the foreign tribes.” Xiang Anxing reached the pass and turned back to Zijuan, his face solemn. “Xiao Si, distribute everything I prepared to everyone.”

Zijuan paused, nodded gently, and sighed.

"Xiao Ye, go help."

Three thousand men was neither a large nor a small number. Because the Chu army was known for its strict discipline and efficient operations, all the soldiers received what Xiang An had prepared in less than twenty minutes. Even Xiang An himself received something.

That was... a large leather bag of excellent quality.

One for each person.

"Western Chu soldiers—!" Xiang An leaped to a high place, looked down at his troops, and shouted.

"Once you leave this formidable pass, you will be the enemy of the Central Plains, the enemy of all men. The painting that I had the three generals show you before, the things in that painting, are now right outside this Great Wall!"

Xiang An pointed northeast and said loudly.

"These barbarian tribes dare to cross the Great Wall and wreak havoc on the Central Plains! I am here today precisely to—"

"Exterminate them!"

The three thousand soldiers below raised their heads and looked at Xiang An.

"Look at the bags in your hands!" Xiang An held up the leather bags in his hands.

"If you kill the enemy, cut off a part of that alien's body and put it in a bag."

"If you die in battle, then take this bag back with you!"

Are you afraid?