Yang Cheng firmly believes that professional tasks should be left to professionals.
No one in the entire anti-Qin alliance had ever commanded an army of more than 300,000.
Even if these people are of noble birth, they were not nobles who had served in the military before.
Wei Bao was already considered a veteran of many battles, but before that, he had only followed Chen Sheng and Wu Guang in their uprising, and the number of people he commanded never exceeded 100,000.
Xiang Yu was merely a fierce general, not suitable to be a commander.
If you let him lead troops, he'll definitely charge into the enemy ranks with his elite forces and disappear without a trace, and you won't even be able to find his own elite troops.
So after much deliberation, the most suitable person to command this battle turned out to be Zhang Han, a surrendered general.
After all, this was a famous general who followed the First Emperor in conquering the six kingdoms.
Yang Cheng was not afraid that Zhang Han might have any ulterior motives.
As long as he remains within the anti-Qin alliance's camp, Zhang Han cannot cause any trouble.
At this moment, as the army advanced, the 600,000-strong anti-Qin alliance army collided with the 300,000-strong Qin army led by Qin general Wang Li.
Zhang Han lived up to his reputation as a renowned general of his time. Under his command, his 600,000-strong army systematically attacked the Qin army's formation, gradually chipping away at their strength until the Qin army was completely unable to withstand the overwhelming force.
Moreover, since nearly half of the members of the anti-Qin alliance were surrendered Qin soldiers, their attempts to persuade them to surrender also affected the morale of the army under Wang Li's command.
On a hillside, Wang Li, dressed in black armor and with graying hair despite being only middle-aged, looked at the opposing army and slowly uttered two words: "Zhang Han!"
As ministers in the same palace, Zhang Han understood Wang Li, and Wang Li also understood Zhang Han.
This is definitely Zhang Han's battle strategy. I never expected that Zhang Han would also surrender these traitors and even help them to counterattack the Qin army.
"But these traitors really have some nerve, daring to use Zhang Han, a surrendered general, to command an army of 600,000."
Wang Li gave a bitter laugh, but the laugh was filled with despair.
It was precisely because he understood Zhang Han, and knew that Zhang Han certainly understood him, that he felt despair.
With a troop difference of only half, and by proceeding cautiously and gradually eroding their strength, they had no chance of winning.
"Black Dragon Riders, assemble! Prepare to charge!"
Thousands of Black Dragon Riders gathered behind Wang Li; they were Wang Li's last trump card.
Actually, it's far from time for a decisive battle. Although Zhang Han's method of advancing step by step is stable, it's not particularly fast.
But Wang Li didn't want to see his soldiers slaughtered like this, so he had no choice but to make a desperate attempt to see if the Black Dragon Cavalry could break through the enemy camp and kill their commander.
The Black Dragon Riders charged forward, their bodies enveloped in boundless malevolent energy, resembling a ferocious black dragon roaring forth.
However, the army of the anti-Qin alliance split up on its own initiative, with only two riders galloping out.
Xiang Yu was surrounded by black and red demonic energy, his aura was incomparably powerful, like a divine spear that could pierce the sky.
Yang Cheng's body was shimmering with the seven-colored light of the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, and the powerful blood energy on his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade erupted, making him appear like a god descending from heaven.
The two of them completely crushed the Black Dragon Cavalry with just one charge. Wang Li was first stabbed away by Xiang Yu's spear, and then Yang Cheng's three-pointed double-edged sword was already at his neck.
Zhang Han rode over and looked at Wang Li, sighing, "General Wang, surrender."
The Qin Dynasty is no longer the Qin Dynasty of the past. Xu Fu, that wicked man, has brought disaster to the country and its people, and the people are filled with resentment.
The soldiers of my Great Qin should not die for such a person.
Wang Li smiled bitterly: "You can surrender, but I cannot!"
My Wang family has been deeply indebted to the Qin state for generations; how could we possibly surrender at this moment?
After saying this, Wang Li turned to the remaining Black Dragon Riders and other Qin soldiers and shouted, "Put down your weapons! Surrender!"
Seeing this, Yang Cheng withdrew his three-pointed double-edged sword, but was surprised that Wang Li said he would not surrender, but his actions betrayed him.
But the next moment, Wang Li suddenly grabbed the long sword at his waist and committed suicide!
This happened too fast for Yang Cheng and Xiang Yu to stop it.
Zhang Han sighed, “Wang Li is different from me. Loyalty and righteousness are hard to reconcile. His Wang family has served as generals in Qin for generations. As long as Qin does not perish, they will not surrender.”
Yang Cheng said in a deep voice, "This may be a relief for him as well."
Wang Li comes from a family of generals, so he should know that the situation in Qin is very bad.
He was loyal to the Qin state for generations and must have advised the First Emperor, but the result was probably the same as yours, General Zhang—he never even got to see the First Emperor.
Therefore, for Wang Li, committing suicide now, dying in the final battle to protect the Qin state, might be the best ending.
Zhang Han sighed helplessly and began to incorporate the Qin army under Wang Li's command.
A portion of Wang Li's Qin army consisted of elite troops, but another portion was hastily recruited civilians from the surrounding areas of Xianyang.
Even if these people joined the anti-Qin alliance, they wouldn't be of much use; on the contrary, they would only deplete the alliance's supplies.
So after excluding these people, they only incorporated 100,000 men under Wang Li's command, and the number of soldiers in the anti-Qin alliance's army had surged to 700,000.
The army's advance on Xianyang proceeded even more smoothly and faster than anyone had imagined.
At this time, Meng Tian's Great Wall army had only just left Xianyang when they received news of Wang Li's defeat and suicide.
Holding the bamboo slips in his hand, Meng Tian's face was full of indignation.
He didn't hate the anti-Qin alliance; he hated Xu Fu instead!
Upon returning to Xianyang, he requested an audience with the First Emperor, hoping that the emperor would first appease the anti-Qin alliance and then seize an opportunity to split it apart and defeat it one by one.
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