Facing the encirclement of a vast army, to still utter such heroic words with merely twenty-eight riders.

And looking askance at the myriad troops, his close followers did not consider it a delusion.

In China's five thousand years, countless heroes and champions have emerged, yet there is only this one.

Wei Yuan gripped his sword tightly, feeling a tingling sensation at the base of his spine, a subtle electrical numbness spreading along his vertebrae, causing his body to tremble slightly. It was joy and astonishment after shock. Then he finally understood what the most valued talisman inheritance of the entire Han armory was.

It was the Battle of Gaixia, a chance to clash with the Overlord.

Wei Yuan took a step forward with his sword, but the veteran soldiers in front of him instinctively retreated, their shoulders bumping into Wei Yuan.

The veteran turned his head, a typical Guanzhong man, one of the imprints forming the illusion radiating light in his eyes. The battlefield of the illusion slowly solidified, preserving the memories of two thousand years ago.

………………

I have no surname, only a given name.

A Qin citizen.

But Qin's laws were too harsh. One day, I stole wine and did some foolish things while drunk. I was dragged off to be a convict, but fortunately, I wasn't demoted to a slave. At least I had a chance to return someday.

But suddenly, the First Emperor died.

Then news came that General Meng Tian and Prince Fusu had committed suicide on imperial order.

The Second Prince Huhai ascended the throne.

Originally, it was nothing much. The affairs of these nobles had nothing to do with a commoner like me, who only wanted to serve his sentence and return home. But suddenly, a group of convicts revolted, led by Chen Sheng and Wu Guang. Then they actually declared themselves kings.

But by the time they declared themselves kings, only Chen Sheng remained. One of his generals, Zhou Wen, had already pressed close to Xianyang City.

A general gathered us together.

He said that we would quell the rebellion. After suppressing the rebellion, we would not only be pardoned but also receive military merits.

That was what every man of Great Qin wanted.

We had no choice but to agree.

Oh right, that general was named Zhang Han.

We only had a group of convicts and slaves, while the enemy had hundreds of thousands of troops. But under the leadership of General Zhang Han, we actually won. We resolved the crisis of Great Qin. I was no longer a convict but a soldier with military merit. After the victory, we could openly drink as a reward.

After that, we fought across the land. Those who declared themselves kings and generals, the remnants of the Six Kingdoms, were crushed under General Zhang Han's military might. Finally, at Dingtao, we faced the most prestigious general among the rebels at that time—

Xiang Liang of Great Chu.

In that battle, we killed this rebel general in battle.

Before we knew it, some people were calling General Zhang Han a contemporary famous general of Great Qin.

But some people still disagreed, believing that one of the main reasons why Great Qin had so many enemies rising up so quickly, leading to the division of the country, was that a considerable part of the elite of the Qin Tiger Army had been transferred to the border to resist the Xiongnu invasion, unable to return to aid. And the most famous general of Qin was Wang Li, the grandson of General Wang Jian.

The strongest elite force was the Great Wall Army, which had crushed the Xiongnu in previous years, preventing them from moving south to graze their horses.

We were naturally unconvinced, but soon, a chance to compete came.

General Wang Li led the Great Wall Army to quell the rebellion and joined forces with us to fight against the remaining lords.

I had a contest with one of the veteran soldiers.

He had also crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. His skill in controlling the bow was no weaker than the Xiongnu's volley fire, and his saber technique was also ruthless. We fought to a draw and were both convinced. We agreed not to compete in martial arts after this battle but to compete in drinking, and we were determined to determine a winner.

Those so-called lords did not dare to confront us.

And on that day, an army faced us.

I leaned on a high place and saw from afar that the man wearing armor led his troops across the river but sank all the boats and smashed all the iron pots. He looked like a complete fool. My friend and I agreed that they would be defeated in a few days. Haha, we didn't think we would lose. We had General Zhang Han, who swept through the Six Kingdoms like a mat, and the last elite Great Wall Army of Great Qin.

Moreover, we had a full 400,000 troops!

The enemy only had less than 50,000.

This battle was bound to be won.

Afterward, I also heard a very interesting thing.

The man leading the army was called Xiang Ji. His uncle Xiang Liang died in our hands, and his grandfather Xiang Yan, a famous general of Chu, died in battle under General Wang Jian, the grandfather of General Wang Li. And now, he was going to die too.

I looked at the boundary marker.

This was Julu.

The memory screen in front of Wei Yuan's eyes changed, turning into a fragmented battlefield.

The veteran's memory resurfaced.

We lost…

I saw my friend being killed. I didn't have the courage to go forward. I escaped with my life. While fleeing, I still couldn't believe that the convict army that had once swept through the remnants of various countries, the Great Wall Army that had completely deterred the Xiongnu, and the 400,000 elite troops that had merged into an unparalleled force in the world, were facing 50,000 enemy troops.

On the frontal battlefield, nine battles, nine defeats!

In the midst of the flames of war, I saw the noble lords of various countries kneeling at the gate of the camp. The young man riding a tall black horse walked past calmly. That day, I learned his name, Xiang Ji, styled Yu. He shocked the world with one battle, defeating the two great generals of the world and a force nearly ten times his own, establishing himself as the overlord.

He was very young.

That year, he was only twenty-five years old.

I was unwilling, but thinking of the scene of breaking through the formation, I still didn't have the courage to hold a knife. It was a pity that in the chaotic world, there was no stability to speak of. Xiang Yu was a brave commander, but not a qualified ruler. The whole world was still in chaos. I finally drew my knife and stood here.

But ah…

The veteran looked up at the figure on the mountain, his face full of confusion.

Would the Overlord have such a day?

Could we really surround him?

……………………

Wei Yuan opened his eyes, thought for a moment, and reached out to press the shoulder of the man next to him, who was wearing red armor, obviously a Han army commander. Similarly, memories emerged. This was an elite cavalry general who had followed Liu Bang for a long time. He was wearing a general's armor, and cold sweat had already seeped into his palms.

The memory screen was fragmented, but merged with the memories of other Han soldiers, still unfolding in front of Wei Yuan.

The Overlord…

It had finally come to this point.

Cavalry General Yang Xi gripped his spear, his memories churning.

He thought of the battle at Pengcheng.

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The 560,000 allied forces of the lords, taking advantage of King Xiang's attack on the state of Qi, attacked Chu. Xiao He, Zhang Liang, Chen Ping, Cao Can, Zhou Bo, Fan Kuai, Guan Ying, the elite of the Han civil and military officials, and many lords, fought with what could be called the power of the world. And King Xiang was attacked from both sides.

This battle was bound to be won.

Even Zhang Liang had not expected what would happen next.

Xiang Yu actually came back.

He only brought 30,000 men.

Among the Han allied forces, Fan Kuai and Guan Ying were not generals skilled in strategy, but they were fierce generals in the world who were responsible for cutting down generals and seizing flags.

Fan Kuai was the Han king's guard general, and Guan Ying had once led his troops to defeat sixteen enemy troops, capture forty-six cities, pacify one country, capture two prefectures, fifty-two counties, capture two generals, one pillar state, one chancellor, and ten officials with two thousand bushels of grain.

This was a fierce general he could not hope to match.

But he was quickly defeated by King Xiang, without even sending a message. At dawn, he saw Xiang Yu launch an attack. A mere 30,000 men, following behind the Overlord, attacked the 560,000 allied forces as if they did not know death.

The attack was launched at dawn.

By noon, the dust had settled.

The Han army lost 100,000 men.

The lords scattered.

The Chu army won a great victory.

Then the Chu army continued to pursue, using less than 30,000 men to chase down hundreds of thousands of troops. From Pengcheng to Lingbi, the Han army was completely annihilated. The Han king was chased to the Central Plains. Yang Xi looked blankly at the towering man in the distance, calmed his mind. As a general, he naturally knew that this time, the siege of more than ten thousand elite troops against twenty or so people was bound to win.

The other side could not break through.

But he still felt palpitations…

This time, the lineup was even bigger than before. Xiao He and Cao Can were responsible for logistics, Zhang Liang and Chen Ping were responsible for strategy, and among the commanders, the four famous generals of the world, except for Xiang Yu, Han Xin, Ying Bu, and Peng Yue, had all arrived. Even betrayal and attack, tearing up the agreement and taking advantage of the unpreparedness, were necessary to gather 300,000 men to deal with Xiang Yu, who had only 100,000 exhausted troops.

Heaven, earth, and people were all on their side.

Gathering the heroes of the nine provinces to kill one man.

Moreover, it was the second time.

How absurd…

Only this time, there was an additional man named Han Xin.

He had once asked Han Xin how to defeat the Overlord with a strategy. Han Xin did not answer directly. The eyes of the ordinary-looking man were as bright as burning flames. He smiled and said, "I once held a knife for King Xiang. His character is that he looks down on me. Xin can endure the humiliation of crawling between legs, while Yu can kill people in a fit of anger."

"However, in today's world, in terms of deploying troops and generals, the only two who are invincible are Xin and Yu."

Han Xin paused. Yang Xi looked worriedly at the central army, where the Han king's camp was.

The Great General always did not know how to avoid the Han king.

But Han Xin obviously didn't care, just stared blankly for a long time, and then said:

"I know that I am a hero of this world, but I also want to know, who is the number one genius in the world, Xin or Yu?"

So Han Xin divided his troops into five routes, with himself as the vanguard of the central route, facing King Xiang with similar troops.

Then, this invincible commander was defeated.

But when King Xiang attacked, he was also besieged by the two armies on the left and right. This may have been Han Xin's strategy. He was, after all, a man who roamed the nine provinces with his strategies, but when Yang Xi thought of the man with bright eyes at the time, he suddenly felt that he must have fought with all his strength when facing the Overlord.

But he still left a backup plan.

So in this battle, the God of War was defeated by the Overlord.

And the King of Chu was defeated by the Han generals.

They had only failed once, but both were in the same battle, defeated by the other. The two military geniuses, who were rare in a thousand years, completed what could be called a fateful clash in a way that he felt jealous and envious. As a military general, he couldn't help but feel admiration.

Then came the cold and ruthless reality—

There was no mutual appreciation, letting him go.

Han Xin attacked his heart with his military strategy.

Finally, he used nearly ten thousand elite troops to chase down no more than twenty people.

Moreover, the number of pursuers was still increasing, the more the better.

Yang Xi sighed and gripped his spear. Wei Yuan drew his sword, followed his line of sight, and looked at that figure with the continuous Han army. Everyone's eyes had the same fear and dread—

Yes, he was considered to be cruel, short-sighted, and too concerned with fame, not an emperor who could conquer the world. He was on the verge of collapse, and with ten thousand men chasing down twenty or so people, he was bound to die.

But when he raised his spear, his eyes were as bright as a raging storm, and his warhorse galloped down.

The spear tassels danced against the wind, like continuous dark clouds pressing down.

The sound of warhorses thundered.

Even the momentum of ten thousand men was suppressed.

He was still the Overlord of Western Chu.

The man who once needed the heroes of the nine provinces to join forces and kill him for the second time!

Wei Yuan drew his sword, stepped into the Han army, and was swept toward Xiang Yu's direction.

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Records of the Grand Historian, The Annals of Gaozu, Marquis of Huaiyin led 300,000 troops himself, General Kong was on the left, General Fei was on the right, the emperor was behind, Marquis of Jiang and General Chai were behind the emperor. Xiang Yu's soldiers numbered about 100,000. Huaiyin attacked first, but it was unfavorable, and he retreated.

Records of the Grand Historian, The Annals of Xiang Yu: King Xiang then went west from Xiao, and in the morning, attacked the Han army, and east to Pengcheng. At noon, he greatly defeated the Han army.