On the Eve of Collapse

"Hmph! If the Huan Kingdom Army hasn't suffered any losses, then we'll make it suffer heavy casualties before it breaks out!"

Though hatred and tangled feelings had clouded Xiang Yu's mind, he quickly understood Yu Ziqi's point. He knew even better that if he let the Huan Kingdom Army leave, Xiang Sheng was unlikely to be its match—especially with the Huan King personally leading it, alongside the Ravenous Wolf Guards and five major corps.

"Young General?"

As Xiang Yu pondered, Yu Ziqi thought he had seen reason and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Instead, Xiang Yu's resolve to confront the Huan Kingdom Army head-on only grew stronger.

Yu Ziqi knew Xiang Yu well. His temperament was fierce and domineering, but his military talent was beyond question. Strength alone could never have made him the Xiang Clan's acknowledged Young General, much less earned him the title of Overlord.

Unfortunately, hatred had blinded Xiang Yu to reason.

"I know what matters most. With our forces alone, killing the Huan King is indeed unlikely. But if we intercept him, dealing his army a crushing blow won't be difficult. If we can hold them off until General Xiang destroys Huai River Port and Huan Kingdom's warships, then even if the Huan King returns home, Huan Kingdom's elite forces won't be able to cross the Huai River anytime soon. Given enough time, they'll surely die!"

Xiang Yu waved off Yu Ziqi's attempt to persuade him and explained with confidence.

After all, if Zhangchu State fell, the lands north of the Huai River would naturally become territory of the Great Qin Empire or the Xiang Clan. Huan Kingdom's elite forces, unable to cross the river, would become an isolated army without a base or supplies. They were bound to die!

Fan Zeng had already explained