Omnibus Anime: The End Begins by Playing the Hero King

She could confirm that the location and time she had set were correct, so why did she end up here?

A transmission error with the Akasha System? Could such a thing happen?

Carefully observing the two armies locked in combat, their attire and the weapons they held suggested the Qin Dynasty era.

No, this was the Warring States period, before Qin Shi Huang unified the land.

So, which battle of the Warring States period was taking place on the current battlefield?

"Something's wrong!"

"Hm? What's wrong, Sister?"

"The banners are wrong. There were no banners like these during the Warring States period!"

The soldiers of the side with the most troops were holding banners that Brunhilde couldn't find any match for in her knowledge of Warring States military flags.

"Han!"

Brunhilde murmured the word.

She now knew the origin of the army with the largest number of soldiers.

They weren't in the Warring States period, nor was it the Qin Dynasty era. Actually, the Qin Dynasty had already collapsed by this point.

They were currently in the Chu-Han Contention, on a battlefield where the two sides were locked in a brutal struggle.

The sounds of slaughter, roars, the clang of metal on metal, and the thud of hooves on the ground all intertwined.

Even though one side had more men and their equipment was comparable to the enemy's, they were somehow being pushed back.

The side with more soldiers was King of Han's army, while the smaller force belonged to the Hegemon King.

The Hegemon King's soldiers were exceptionally fierce, their fearless, blood-soaked charge terrifying the Han army.

If their weapons were knocked away, they used their fists.

If their hands were cut off, they still had their feet to kick with, their teeth to bite with, or their heads to ram with.

As long as they were still alive, they would fight to the death, pouncing on their enemies with all their might.

It was this brutal ferocity that allowed the King of Han's army to be suppressed.

It could be said that to kill one of the Hegemon King's soldiers, the King of Han's side had to pay the price of at least ten soldiers.

However, the difference in numbers between the two sides was simply too great.

No matter how valiant and skilled the Hegemon King's soldiers were, they couldn't possibly match the enemy's overwhelming numbers.

Looking at the scene, the Hegemon King's soldiers were likely no more than a thousand, while the King of Han's army numbered a full fifty thousand – the disparity was immense.

Under the onslaught of sheer numbers, the Hegemon King's soldiers were reaching their limit. It seemed their complete annihilation was only a matter of time.

So, this was a force that had fallen behind, encountering the King of Han's massive army in a pincer movement?

No, this was likely the twilight of the Chu-Han Contention, the period when the Hegemon King Xiang Yu was about to meet his end.

Then where was this legendary Hegemon King?

Brunhilde's gaze followed the shrinking circle of barely a thousand cavalry, feeling a fierce, chilling aura emanating from that direction.

Suddenly, the Xiang army, which had been forming a circle, opened a gap. A figure exuding an incredibly oppressive presence walked out.

From a distance, he appeared to be a burly, bearded man, but upon closer inspection, he was exceptionally handsome.

He was the Hegemon King of Western Chu – Xiang Yu.

Clad in armor, holding the Tyrant of a Hundred Weapons – a halberd – in one hand, he closed his eyes and walked forward several dozen paces. This caused the Han soldiers surrounding this corner to retreat in fear for over a hundred paces.

They cast fearful glances his way, cold sweat pouring down their faces.

"Charge!"

"What are you afraid of? It's just these few left!"

"Anyone who kills Xiang Yu will be enfeoffed as a Marquis!!!"

The mention of the reward, "enfeoffed as a Marquis," instantly made the fearful Han soldiers' eyes gleam. They yearned for it, involuntarily swallowing their saliva.

The Hegemon King of Western Chu before them had become like a succulent feast, making them drool uncontrollably.

As the saying goes, great rewards bring forth brave men, let alone the temptation of being enfeoffed as a Marquis and appointed as a minister.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

One by one, they raised their blood-stained blades and charged forward.

Facing this charge, the Xiang army made no move to defend, standing their ground. Were they intending to abandon their king?

Not at all. The reason they didn't advance was likely because they had received orders.

However, Brunhilde could confirm that the Hegemon King had not issued any commands.

This must have been a form of tacit understanding, a communication through their eyes that clearly conveyed their king's intentions.

Though the Xiang soldiers were utterly exhausted, their gazes remained sharp and resolute. They believed their king was invincible, that he would not be defeated, and that he would lead them out of the encirclement.

The soldiers charging forward were now close, viciously swinging the weapons in their hands.

At that very moment, his closed eyes snapped open, revealing his Double Pupils.

In that instant, the fierce aura he released seemed to steal the courage of the soldiers rushing at him, causing each of them to freeze in place.

Simultaneously, the Hegemon King held his halberd horizontally, twisting his body back as the tip of the weapon seemed to extend endlessly behind him.

The next moment, like a bowstring pulled to its limit snapping back, its terrifying force tore through the air with a cracking sound as the halberd swept fiercely towards the enemy forces ahead.

At this moment, all the soldiers within the halberd's reach were cut in half at the waist.

No, soldiers just outside the halberd's reach were also bisected, and those even further away, though not cut in half, had their abdomens neatly ripped open.

Then, screams that tore at heart and lungs echoed across the entire battlefield.

This scene also astonished Brunhilde.

It wasn't caused by some incredible power, but purely by the air being compressed at high speed by the incredibly fierce swing, forming a cutting airflow, much like sword energy.

And, logically, such a swing should have generated powerful air currents. In reality, it was the opposite; it was surprisingly calm.

This was because the Hegemon King had channeled all the impact of his swing to the tip of the halberd, thus unleashing this paper-thin air cut.

"Mon-monster!"

"I-I don't want titles or positions, I want to live!"

"We can't win!"

This bloody, army-sweeping strike instantly terrified the Han soldiers who witnessed it, and they began to flee in disarray.

Faced with such chaos, the Han army had no choice but to temporarily abandon their encirclement, retreat, regroup, and then pursue again.

At this moment, a sharp whistle sounded. It was a spear thrown by the Hegemon King, which pierced through more than ten men consecutively before shooting a major Han general off his horse.

Therefore, Brunhilde's eyes sparkled as she saw this.

Isn't the person before her also a suitable candidate?

Chapter 033: The Strange Intrusion of the Qin Dynasty Black Armored Army

As a warrior of such unparalleled bravery, Brunhilde had initially had a target in mind.

That would be the famous general of the late Eastern Han Dynasty, one of the heroes of the late Han period – Lu Bu Fengxian, whom she considered the strongest person in that land's history, from the Warring States period to modern times.

Therefore, before heading to the council of gods, Brunhilde had already pre-selected some individuals, and Lu Bu Fengxian was one of them.

He was a historical figure renowned worldwide, and based on his deeds, numerous works had been created – novels, games, animations, etc. In these portrayals, he was undeniably the strongest.

So, naturally, Brunhilde had sought to verify such a prominent figure. After reviewing his history, she was awestruck; his reputation was well-deserved.

If nothing unexpected occurred, it could be said that this man was one of her definite choices for the thirteen participants.

He would be the vanguard for humanity, and she held great expectations for him – to win humanity's first match and thoroughly shame the gods.

However, upon seeing the Hegemon King of Western Chu before her, Brunhilde realized she had been mistaken. She shouldn't have had preconceived notions, assuming that because of his greater worldwide fame, he was the strongest hero of that Eastern land.

The current Xiang Yu, this crucial figure who ended the Qin Dynasty, exuded an aura even more potent than Lu Bu's.

Based on his current display of martial prowess, he didn't seem inferior to Lu Bu at all.

Furthermore, his status was not something Lu Bu could compare to.

Xiang Yu bore the prestigious title of Hegemon King, the leader of the feudal lords, whereas Lu Bu's highest position was merely that of the overlord of Xuzhou, incomparable to the overlord of the entire realm.

In terms of military talent, Lu Bu was also no match for Xiang Yu.

Historically, Lu Bu hadn't achieved any significant renowned campaigns. Perhaps this was related to Lu Bu's sole pursuit of martial strength, but when it came to genuinely leading troops in battle, Lu Bu's abilities were indeed lacking.

As for Xiang Yu, consider the Battle of Julu. Xiang Yu led tens of thousands of Chu troops, broke the cauldrons and sank the boats in a battle against 400,000 Qin soldiers. With fearless spirit, while the other feudal armies hesitated, he was the first to launch a fierce assault on the Qin army, fighting ten against one, his shouts shaking the heavens, and he routed the Qin army.

Finally, he committed a heinous and brutal act, burying alive over 200,000 surrendered Qin soldiers overnight.

Then there was the Battle of Pengcheng during the Chu-Han Contention. Relying on the resolute and courageous command of Xiang Yu, the Hegemon King of Western Chu, the Chu army, with only 30,000 soldiers, defeated over 500,000 Han troops in half a day, annihilating the main force of the Han King Liu Bang.

Besides these two seemingly incredible battles, there were other large and small campaigns, most of which resulted in victories.

As for political talent, both were lacking.

It was precisely due to their poor political performance and excessive cruelty, their penchant for massacring cities and killing surrendered soldiers, that they ultimately ended up abandoned by all.

This generation's Hegemon King finally met his end at Wujiang – unable to face the elders of Jiangdong, he committed suicide.

And the battle occurring during the period when the two Valkyrie sisters are present should be the Battle of Gaixia.

This period marked the end of the glorious life of the Hegemon King of Western Chu, Xiang Yu.

Despite his decline, the Hegemon King was still the Hegemon King. With an army of less than a thousand cavalry, he fought against an army of over a hundred thousand, ultimately terrifying them into a temporary rout, leaving behind a battlefield scarred and ravaged.

The battlefield, strewn with corpses as far as the eye could see, consisted almost entirely of Han soldiers. Brunhilde estimated that there were nearly ten thousand casualties.

The Hegemon King's side, however, had suffered fewer than a hundred casualties.

On average, this was like fighting a hundred enemies with one, an unbelievable feat.

Therefore, it was only now, through textual records, that Brunhilde no longer doubted the authenticity of the descriptions of the Battle of Julu and the Battle of Pengcheng.

"This, is this the Hegemon King Xiang Yu?"

Brunhilde's somewhat dazed voice wasn't hers, but that of her younger sister, Lantigreese, who was beside her.

While Lantigreese looked shocked, she also seemed somewhat captivated by the Hegemon King's imposing figure.

After scaring off the Han army, Xiang Yu and his contingent of over eight hundred cavalry didn't flee at full speed. Instead, they moved at a leisurely pace.

Soon, the Han army, having quickly regrouped, organized another five thousand elite cavalry to pursue them.

In the blink of an eye, it was once again a clash of blades, with bodies falling into pools of blood.

Before long, the five thousand elite cavalry had lost nearly half their numbers and immediately retreated, allowing the tens of thousands of infantry who had arrived to join the encirclement.

It was much like before; the Han army was once again scared off. No, it was more accurate to say that this time, before they could be completely terrified, they seemed to have voluntarily retreated.

Brunhilde realized that the commander intended to use a war of attrition, not to force a decisive battle. If Xiang Yu continued to fight so ferociously, it would only instill a greater psychological fear in the Han army.

Therefore, they adopted a strategy of wave after wave of attacks, giving Xiang Yu and his subordinates no time to rest. They would be exhausted from fighting, and the eventual outcome would be their annihilation due to a lack of stamina.

In this manner, they were continuously pushed closer to the riverbank, the very place where the Hegemon King met his end in history.

Upon reaching the riverbank, the Hegemon King suddenly twisted the weapon in his hand, directly thrusting it into the ground to stand upright. Then, a light began to flicker at the position of his halberd.

This continuous flashing light somehow felt like a signal locator.

What was going on? Brunhilde was puzzled.

Suddenly, the air where the halberd was planted began to distort.

Correction: space itself was distorting, twisting the halberd into fragments.

Following this was an unexpected flash of white light.

"Sister!"

Lantigreese couldn't help but exclaim in disbelief, her eyes wide as she watched the anomaly before her.

After the flash of white light, a strange door appeared out of thin air.