In the face of the encirclement of thousands of troops, with only twenty-eight riders, he still dared to make such a bold statement.

But the army looked down upon him, and his followers did not think it was an empty boast.

For five thousand years, there have been countless heroes and warriors in the land of Shen Zhou, but he is the only one.

Wei Yuan tightened his grip on the sword, feeling a tingling sensation in his tailbone. A faint electric current spread along his spine, causing his body to tremble slightly. It was a mix of astonishment and joy after the shock, and then he finally understood what the most valued inheritance of talismans in the Great Han Arsenal was.

It was the Battle of Gaixia, the opportunity to confront the Hegemon-King.

Wei Yuan took a step forward with his sword, but the old soldier in front of him instinctively stepped back, his shoulder brushing against Wei Yuan's.

The old soldier turned around, typical of the appearance of a man from the Guanzhong region. One of his eyes emitted a light that formed part of the illusionary battlefield, which slowly solidified, preserving the memories from two thousand years ago.

………………

I have no surname, only a name.

A man from the State of Qin.

But the laws of Qin are strict, and on that day, I drank alcohol and did something foolish while drunk. I was taken away as a criminal, but fortunately, I was not reduced to slavery. At least there was still a chance to go back.

But suddenly, the First Emperor passed away.

Then came the news that General Meng Tian and Prince Fusu had been ordered to commit suicide.

The Second Prince Hu Hai ascended the throne.

It didn't really matter to me, a commoner who only wanted to finish serving my sentence and return home, what these nobles did. But suddenly, a group of criminals rebelled, led by Chen Sheng and Wu Guang, and they even declared themselves kings.

However, when they declared themselves kings, only Chen Sheng remained, and he had a general named Zhou Wen who had forced his way to Xianyang City.

A general gathered us together.

He said that after pacifying the rebellion, not only would we be pardoned, but we would also receive military achievements.

That was something every man of Qin desired.

We had no choice but to agree.

By the way, that general's name was Zhang Han.

We were just a group of criminals and slaves, while the other side had hundreds of thousands of troops. But under the leadership of General Zhang Han, we actually won. We eliminated the danger to the State of Qin, and I was no longer a criminal but a soldier with military achievements. After the victory, we could openly drink as a reward.

After that, we fought across Shen Zhou. Those who declared themselves kings and generals, remnants of the Six States, were crushed under the military might of General Zhang Han. Finally, we faced the most prestigious general among the rebels at Dingtou—

Xiang Liang of the State of Chu.

In that battle, we beheaded this rebel general.

I don't know when it started, but someone began calling General Zhang Han a renowned general of the State of Qin. But there were still those who refused to accept it, believing that one of the main reasons why the State of Qin had enemies rising up so quickly, leading to the division of the country, was because a significant portion of the elite Hu Ben troops of Qin had been deployed to the border to resist the invasion of the Xiongnu, leaving them unable to provide reinforcements. And among the renowned generals of Qin, the most prominent was General Wang Li, the grandson of General Wang Jian.

The strongest elite troops were the Longcheng Army, which had completely deterred the Xiongnu from advancing south.

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Naturally, we were not convinced, but soon, an opportunity to prove ourselves came.

General Wang Li led the Longcheng Army to suppress the rebellion and joined forces with us to resist the remaining feudal lords.

I had a duel with one of them.

He had also crawled out of a mountain of corpses and seas of blood. His archery skills were not inferior to the Xiongnu's, and his swordsmanship was fierce. We fought to a draw, and we both felt a sense of respect for each other. We agreed that after this battle, we would not compare martial arts but compete in drinking, to determine who was superior.

Those so-called feudal lords didn't dare to face us.

And that day, we faced a military force.

Leaning against a high place, I could see from afar that the man in armor led his troops across the river, sinking the boats and smashing the iron pots, like a complete fool. My friend and I agreed that they would be defeated in a few days. Ha, we didn't think we would lose. Among us was General Zhang Han, who had swept away the remnants of the Six States like a sweeping broom, and the elite Longcheng Army, the last hope of the State of Qin.

And we had a total of four hundred thousand men!

The enemy had less than fifty thousand.

We were destined to win this battle.

Afterwards, I heard an interesting story.

The man leading the army was named Xiang Jie. His uncle, Xiang Liang, died at our hands, and his grandfather was the renowned general of the State of Chu, Xiang Yan, who died under the command of General Wang Li's grandfather, General Wang Jian. And now, he was going to die too.

I looked at the boundary monument.

This is Julu.

The memories before Wei Yuan's eyes shifted, turning into a broken battlefield.

The memories of the old soldier resurfaced once again.

We lost...

I saw my friend being killed, and I didn't have the courage to move forward. I escaped with my life, but even in my desperate escape, I still couldn't believe it. The army of criminals, who had swept away the remnants of the various states, and the Longcheng Army, which had completely deterred the Xiongnu, had merged into an invincible force of four hundred thousand elite soldiers, but when faced with an enemy army of fifty thousand...

We were defeated in every battle!

In the midst of the smoke and flames, I saw the noble feudal lords kneeling at the entrance of the camp, and a young man riding a tall black horse calmly walked past. That day, I learned his name—Xiang Jie, with the courtesy name Yu. With one battle, he shocked the world, defeated two renowned generals, and overcame an almost tenfold difference in military strength, establishing himself as the hegemon.

He was very young.

That year, he was only twenty-five years old.I am unwilling, but when I think of that scene of breaking the formation, I still don't have the courage to hold the knife. Unfortunately, there is no stability in this chaotic world. Xiang Yu is a brave commander, but not a qualified monarch. The whole world is still in chaos. In the end, I still drew my sword and stood here.

But...

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

Will the Hegemon also have such a day?

Can we really surround him?

.................

Wei Yuan opened his eyes, thought for a moment, and reached out to the side. He touched the shoulder of a Han army captain wearing a red armor battle robe. Memories also emerged. This elite cavalry general had been following Liu Bang for a long time. He was wearing a general's armor, and cold sweat had already seeped into his palms.

The memory fragments were broken, but they merged with the memories of other Han soldiers, still unfolding in front of Wei Yuan.

Hegemon...

Finally, it has come to this step.

General Yang Xi held a spear, memories surging.

He thought of the battle in Pengcheng.

With 560,000 coalition forces of feudal lords, they attacked the Chu Kingdom while Xiang Yu was attacking the Qi Kingdom. Xiao He, Zhang Liang, Chen Ping, Cao Can, Zhou Bo, Fan Kuai, and Guan Ying, the elite of the Han Dynasty, as well as many feudal lords, fought with all their might. Xiang Yu was surrounded by enemies on all sides.

This battle was bound to be victorious.

Even Zhang Liang did not expect what would happen next.

Xiang Yu actually came back.

With only thirty thousand men.

Among the Han coalition forces, Fan Kuai and Guan Ying were not good at strategizing, but they were fierce generals who excelled at killing enemy generals and capturing their flags. Fan Kuai was the Han King's chief guard, and Guan Ying had once defeated sixteen enemy forces, captured forty-six cities, pacified a country, seized two counties and fifty-two counties, and captured two generals and ten officials with a rank of two thousand stones.

He was a fierce general that he couldn't match.

But he was quickly defeated by Xiang Yu, even without sending a message. At dawn, he saw Xiang Yu launching an attack. With only thirty thousand men, he followed behind the Hegemon and attacked the 560,000 coalition forces as if he didn't know death.

Launching an attack at dawn.

Settling the dust at noon.

One hundred thousand Han soldiers died.

The feudal lords scattered.

The Chu army won a great victory.

Afterwards, the Chu army continued to pursue, chasing the remnants of the large army of tens of thousands with less than thirty thousand men, from Pengcheng to Lingbi. The Han army was completely annihilated, and the Han King was chased to the Central Plains. Yang Xi looked at the man standing proudly in the distance, his mind focused. As a general, he naturally knew that this time, with tens of thousands of elite soldiers surrounding more than twenty people, victory was certain.

The other side couldn't break out.

But he still felt a sense of fear...

This time, compared to the previous battle, the lineup was even larger. Xiao He and Cao Can were responsible for logistics, Zhang Liang and Chen Ping were responsible for strategy, and among the commanders, the four greatest generals in the world, apart from Xiang Yu, Han Xin, Ying Bu, and Peng Yue, had all arrived. They even went against their word and gathered three hundred thousand men to deal with Xiang Yu's exhausted army of only one hundred thousand.

The timing, location, and people were all in their favor.

The heroes of the nine continents joined forces to kill one person.

And it was the second time.

How absurd...

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

He had asked Han Xin how to defeat the Hegemon with strategies before. Han Xin did not give a direct answer. The man with an ordinary face had bright eyes that seemed to be burning. He smiled and said, "I once held a knife for Xiang Yu, but his character didn't appreciate me. Xin can endure humiliation under his crotch, while Yu can kill with anger."

"In the world today, there are only two people who are invincible in deploying troops and generals, Xin and Yu."

Han Xin paused, and Yang Xi looked at the central camp with some concern. That was the camp of the Han King.

The Grand General always failed to avoid mentioning the Han King.

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

"I know that I am a hero of this era, but I also want to know, who is the greatest genius of this era, Xin or Yu."

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

And then, this invincible genius of the world was defeated.

But when Xiang Yu launched his attack, he was also surrounded by the armies on the left and right. Perhaps this was Han Xin's strategy. He had always dominated the nine continents with his strategies, but Yang Xi suddenly felt that when he faced the Hegemon, he must have fought with all his might.

But he still left a backhand.

So in this battle, the Immortal General was defeated by the Hegemon.

And the Chu King was defeated by the Han General.

They both only failed once, but it was in the same battle, defeated by each other's hands. These two military geniuses who rarely appeared in a thousand years completed a battle that could be called destiny, making Yang Xi, as a military general, feel both jealous and envious.

And then came the cold and ruthless reality...

There was no sympathy or mercy. They pursued him relentlessly.

Han Xin used his military tactics to attack their hearts.

In the end, with an elite force of nearly ten thousand men, he chased down more than twenty people.

And the number of people being chased kept increasing. The more, the better.

Yang Xi sighed, tightened his grip on the spear, and Wei Yuan drew his sword. Following his gaze, along with the continuous Han army, they all looked at that figure. Everyone's eyes were filled with the same fear and dread...

Yes, he was considered cruel and short-sighted, someone who cared too much about reputation rather than being an emperor who could conquer the world. He was already on the verge of death, being chased by tens of thousands of people, it was certain that he would die.

But when he raised his spear, his eyes were bright like a fierce gale, and his warhorse galloped forward.

The tassels of the spear danced against the fierce wind, like a continuous dark cloud pressing down.The sound of warhorses, thundering like a storm.

Even the momentum of ten thousand men was suppressed.

He was still the Overlord of Western Chu.

The man who once required the heroes of the nine continents to unite and kill for the second time!

Wei Yuan drew his sword, stepped into the Han army, and was swept towards the direction of Xiang Yu.

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"Records of the Grand Historian, Annals of Gaozu": The Marquis of Huaiyin led three hundred thousand men to face the enemy, with General Kong on the left. General Fei on the right, the Emperor at the rear, and the Marquis of Jiang and General Chai behind the Emperor. Xiang Yu's soldiers numbered a hundred thousand. The Huaiyin forces engaged first, but were at a disadvantage and retreated.

"Records of the Grand Historian, Annals of Xiang Yu": King Xiang then advanced from the west, attacked the Han army in the morning, and reached Pengcheng in the east. By midday, he had greatly defeated the Han army.