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

Xiang An originally intended to chop up Zi Huai's body, but seeing Zi Juan crying uncontrollably, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

However, Xiang An did not bury Zi Huai properly. Instead, he and Zi Juan immersed Zi Huai's body in the Wen River.

Xiang Lu appeared behind Xiang An without anyone noticing. Looking at Xiang An sitting alone beside Liao Ye's tomb, he wanted to call out, but no sound came out.

In the end, all he could do was pat Xiang An on the shoulder.

"Xiang An, we are ready to set off."

Xiang An silently wiped his eyes and stood up.

"Let's go!" he said in a deep voice, looking ahead.

People die every moment in war, but war must continue and cannot be stopped.

He was grieving, and Zijuan was grieving too, but no matter what, they couldn't let their grief delay their prime attack period.

The Northern Chu army set off, pressing towards Fan Huiren's army in the south.

However, Zijuan, riding on the back of the jujube horse, had swollen eyes and a look of absentmindedness.

That was, after all, her own brother, a sibling from the same mother, and a brother who looked seven-tenths like her.

Last night, she killed her own brother to uphold her principles.

She could no longer cry out; she simply sat on the horse, staring blankly ahead, a single, red tear silently streaming down her cheek.

She had to continue marching and prepare for war.

......

The Northern Chu army moved, and to the northwest of the Northern Chu army, another army also began its own operation.

"Get ready." Han Xin sighed.

"Perhaps this will be the battle that ends this chaotic era..."

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Chapter 993 Xiang Jing's Death

"Xiao Si," Xiang An called out.

“…Huh?” After a couple of seconds of stunned silence, Zijuan came to her senses and looked at Xiang An.

The emptiness in his eyes made Xiang An's heart sink.

"...Concentrate, Xiao Si." Xiang An glanced at the Northern Chu soldiers behind him, his heart filled with struggle and contradiction. "We...can't change commanders on the eve of battle."

"I know, Second Brother, I'm fine." This time, Zijuan answered quickly. She wiped the corner of her eye with the back of her hand and forced a smile.

“This time you will act with me and advance towards Xiayi.” Xiang An was still somewhat worried. He sighed, spurred Tuanchi to slow down a couple of steps, patted Zijuan’s shoulder, pursed his lips, and shook his head. “Fourth Uncle is going to take over Chengwu’s position. I will go to Xiayi with the main force.”

Ren Ao and Fan Hui are most likely currently stationed in Xiayi. Whether they are dispersed or eliminated, it is crucial for Northern Chu to complete the encirclement of Liu Ji's main force.

The original plan was for Xiang An to lead one army to attack Xiayi, while Zijuan and Xiang Lu would lead another army south from the direction of Chengwu to block Ren Aofan's retreat.

Now it seems that having Zijuan accompany him will put Xiang An at ease.

Zijuan's condition is truly worrying, but if we change commanders at the last minute and send Zijuan to rest in the rear... if that's really done, then Xiang An might as well not fight this battle at all.

Changing commanders would severely shake morale, especially now that an assassin had infiltrated and killed Grand Master Liao Ye yesterday. If Xiang An were to change commanders again on the eve of battle, the morale of the Northern Chu army would likely plummet, to the point that even Xiang An's efforts to boost morale might not be enough to save it.

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Xiang An didn't want to let go of either Zijuan or the war that Northern Chu was going to wage.

"Yes, I understand, Second Brother, I'm really fine." Zijuan smiled again, pounded her chest with her fist, and looked at Xiang An, saying, "I am the Pillar of the Northern Chu State, the Lady of Langya, I know what this means."

"...Be careful, Xiao Si." Xiang An grabbed Zi Juan's shoulder, his eyes serious. "Don't be reckless."

"I know." Zijuan nodded seriously.

......

"Brother, behind us... is the Xiao River." Xiang Jing, carrying the horn bow, stood beside Xiang Yu and said in a deep voice.

"The Xiao River flows east?" Xiang Yu asked, his voice slightly hoarse, his back to Xiang Jing.

"...It should be Gaixia." Xiang Jing had many wounds on his body. He had been at the forefront of almost every battle, so it was not surprising that he was seriously injured.

It was now May 29th.

The Northern Chu army had already made contact with Fan Huiren's army in the west, while Liu Ji seemed to care about nothing and was fighting desperately eastward, forcing Xiang Yu to the west of the Xiao River.

Xiang Yu turned around and looked at the tens of thousands of Western Chu soldiers who followed him, without saying a word.

East of the Xiao River, Yu Meiren stood still, tears streaming down her face, looking at Xiang Yu standing on the high ground.

The Han army has already advanced, and the Western Chu army is fighting and retreating, but it is unable to shake off its defeat.

The mighty Western Chu now has less than 30,000 soldiers left.

Some of the others escaped, but most died.

"kill--!

"!" Liu Ji, sitting in the army, commanded the Han army to charge madly towards the Western Chu army.

Liu Ji knew that striking a fallen enemy was the best opportunity to destroy Western Chu.

"Quickly! Cross the Xiao River!" Xiang Yu shouted.

He froze after shouting.

Because he didn't intend to shout those words; it was a completely subconscious action.

"Brother, I'll take some men to hold off Liu Jijun, you take the main force and go first!" Xiang Jing shouted from below to above. Before Xiang Yu could react, Xiang Jing led a squad of soldiers and rushed out.

A small portion of the Western Chu army broke away from their ranks and, led by Xiang Jing, charged towards the Han army like moths to a flame.

"Third brother!" Xiang Yu tried to reach out to stop him, but...

Xiang Jing had already run away.

Seeing that most of the Western Chu army had already begun crossing the Xiao River, Xiang Yu opened his mouth, but ultimately lowered his hand.

Western Chu was already in dire straits; he had personally led it into this desperate situation.

Even so, some people still have expectations for this country.

Watching Xiang Jing's departing figure and his determination to die, Xiang Yu, with his heart of stone, couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow.

After a slight hesitation, Xiang Yu led the remaining Western Chu army across the Xiao River.

Xiang Jing felt the retreating Western Chu army behind him, sighed deeply, and closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already filled with the will to die.

"kill------!

! ”

He roared in defiance, but was drowned out by Liu Ji's army.

......

At the same time that battle broke out on the Xiaoshui battlefield, clashes also began between the Northern Chu and Han armies in Xiayi.

"Soldiers of Northern Chu—follow me into battle!"

"!" Xiang An roared, drawing a loud response from the Northern Chu soldiers.

"kill--!

! ”

In an instant, the sounds of battle shook the heavens as both the Han and Northern Chu armies pressed forward.

Ignoring the deafening noise around him, Xiang An scanned the area, searching for the key figures in this battle.

Fan Hui, Ren Ao.

The Han army held the advantage of terrain in this battle, but Xiang An still insisted on launching a strong attack. One of his purposes was to demoralize the Han army, and Northern Chu urgently needed a major victory to dispel the panic hanging over them.

Neither side intends to back down.

Xiang An brandished his large halberd and led the charge into the heart of the Han army's formation, searching for Fan Hui and Ren Ao.

In warfare, the general is a crucial factor; to capture the enemy, you must first capture their leader.

"Xiang An, you dog thief—die!"

! ”

In the blink of an eye, Xiang An suddenly saw a general charging out from the Han army formation, roaring as he swung his halberd at Xiang An.

"Hmm?" Xiang An's gaze sharpened, and with a twist of his hands, he held the large spear horizontally, blocking the Han general's attack.

It's Ren Ao.

What about Fan Hui?

Xiang An remained silent, forcefully repelling Ren Ao with a few powerful attacks, and then looked around.

"You dare to be distracted while fighting me?!" Ren Ao's martial arts were also quite strong. He looked at Xiang An, who was looking around, and a slight smile appeared on his lips. However, he still roared and attacked again.

"Why bother concentrating when we're fighting? Die!" Annoyed by the constant harassment, Xiang An snorted coldly, squeezed his horse's flanks, and thrust it forward, suppressing Ren Ao's attack and striking Ren Ao's horse's leg with his spear.

The horse's hind leg broke as soon as it touched Xiang An's halberd, and the entire horse was sent spinning and flying by Xiang An's blow.

"Ah—" Ren screamed in agony as he fell off his horse.

Xiang An gave Ren Ao no more chance to struggle and hurled the large halberd at him.

Yi Yong, a general from Wuhan, died directly under Xiang Anpi's spear.

However, Xiang An didn't show much expression; he continued searching.

Find Fan Hui's location.

Then he saw Fan Hui, who was already fighting with Zijuan.

Moreover, they had the upper hand.