"General, at this rate, all the rebel forces in the surrounding area should be completely cleared out in another month and a half." A Qin general entered the command tent and clasped his hands toward the commander seated at the head, studying the sand table.
"Mm. Good."
The man carried himself with steady authority and wore a stern expression. He did not look at the general, merely continued studying the sand table, occasionally picking up a piece and placing it elsewhere.
His name was Zhang Han.
General Zhang Han, charged with suppressing the rebellion.
He had led a hundred thousand troops east through Hangu Pass, winning battle after battle. He had first killed Zhou Shi, then broken Chen County, and had now reached the gates of Wei.
Yet he did not immediately attack Wei.
Though he had not suffered a single defeat thus far, victory had not made Zhang Han overly confident. On the contrary, he was exceptionally clear-headed now.
"General, what should we do next?" The Qin general furrowed his brow, stepped closer to Zhang Han, and asked.
He was Zhang Han's deputy general, named Jin Qixiu.
"Xiang Liang has crossed the Huai River. Qin Jia won't be able to hold out." Zhang Han picked up Xiang Liang's piece and captured Qin Jia's, without answering Jin Qixiu's question.
"Huh? Ah." Jin Qixiu froze, then nodded blankly.
"Think about it. What exactly are we waiting for by stopping outside Wei?" Zhang Han still did not look at Jin Qixiu. He stroked his beard. "Are we waiting to settle accounts with all the stray cats and dogs around us?"
". . . Aren't we?" Jin Qixiu looked puzzled.
"You." A faint smile tugged at Zhang Han's lips. At last, he glanced at Jin Qixiu. "Tell me, once True Chu absorbs False