The video takes us to ancient times; Li Er transforms into the Tongtian Emperor of Shu Han.

"Fuheng, are you questioning my words again?"

Seeing Fuheng's extremely conflicted expression, Qianlong became even more dissatisfied.

"My dear minister, I trust you immensely. I have even boasted about it to countless people throughout history."

"Are you trying to tell me now that I overestimated you?"

"If that is the case, then I can rescind my order."

"However, the price is your official hat and plume, as well as the heads of you and your nine generations of relatives."

"is that OK?"

The more he spoke, the lower and more somber Qianlong's tone became.

But the scene he had imagined—Fu Heng bowing his head and begging for mercy, promising that he would definitely win—did not happen.

His face was indeed filled with terror, but his eyes were not looking at himself, but at the sky.

Is there something on the sky?

Is it more important than the lives of his entire family?

Emperor Qianlong's murderous intent grew stronger, but he was also somewhat curious.

He looked up, wanting to see what it was that had made Fu Heng overlook his threat.

At first glance, the scene captivated him, and he could no longer look away.

what happened?

What happened during this period when he was arguing with others and rebuking Fu Heng?

Why is it that the Qing cavalry, with their well-organized formation, eagerness to fight, and numbers dozens of times greater than Xiang Yu's, are being repeatedly charged and killed by Xiang Yu within his own ranks?

It even seemed as if they had no chance to fight back at all?

Did these people suddenly fall ill all at once?

Where are their knives?

Why not raise it to kill the enemy?

Where are their muskets?

Did you suddenly forget how to fire a gun?

That's a full 30,000 iron cavalry!

Even if each person only spat once, it would be enough to drown Xiang Yu!

But what's going on with this battle now?

"Fuheng, what just happened!"

Emperor Qianlong's body was trembling slightly, which he could not control.

He couldn't understand.

Everything presented in this scene was beyond his comprehension.

"Slay the general and seize the flag."

"Your Majesty, when our Qing generals faced Xiang Ji, they couldn't even withstand a single exchange; they were cleaved in two by his halberd, weapon and all."

"Then the guards of the banner met the same fate, their heads and the banner were severed at the same time."

Although a frontal assault is not so simple, it is clear that the Qing army's generals lacked sufficient experience, or rather, they had not yet had the opportunity to learn how to be smart.

When Dorgon set up a trap to kill Xiang Yu, he hid himself and the banner very well.

This allowed Xiang Yu to be completely unaware of the banner's existence on the battlefield and unable to determine who the general in charge of the war was, thus gradually leading him into a trap.

If Dorgon had been so careless, his head would probably have rolled off the bridge right at the start of this challenge.

The Qing generals in this war were not so clever, and naturally, their lives began to count down the moment the battle started.

"?"

Emperor Qianlong slowly typed out a question mark.

What do you mean by not even lasting one round?

How could the warriors of my Great Qing be so incompetent?

It seemed to be meant as a mockery, or perhaps to make Emperor Qianlong truly see the disparity in strength between the two sides.

The scene on the sky replayed everything that had just happened.

Facing the 30,000 Qing troops arrayed in battle formation, Xiang Yu showed no fear whatsoever; on the contrary, he took the initiative to launch an offensive.

"My lads, I'll say it again."

"I will cut off the enemy commander's head, I will cut off the enemy's banner, and I will lead you to break through the enemy's lines!"

"And what you have to do is follow up, kill the enemy, achieve merit, and create a legend belonging to the sons and daughters of Jiangdong!"

Without uttering a single superfluous word, Xiang Yu charged out of the camp, taking the lead.

After launching the offensive, he did not hesitate at all.

He didn't even bother to study the Qing army's battle formation.

For him, no matter what ambushes the enemy had, what he needed to do was the same.

One force can overcome ten techniques!

Kill the general and capture the flag!

If you do these two things, no matter how many enemy troops there are, they will win!

From the moment he killed the first enemy, his eyes were constantly searching for the enemy commander and the location of the great banner!

Emperor Qianlong observed that Xiang Yu seemingly charged back and forth on the battlefield two or three times at a time.

During this process, he did not demonstrate any power beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

During the charge, he killed more than ten enemies, and his armor bore many marks from weapons.

Two shots even hit him, but they didn't penetrate his heavy armor.

Even so, it gave Qianlong hope, and he was even more puzzled as to why the subsequent battles turned out the way they did!

It wasn't until Xiang Yu realized the location of the Qing army's commander that his entire demeanor changed drastically.

Emperor Qianlong felt as if he had only blinked, yet the battle situation within the sky suddenly became extremely dangerous.

Before finding the Qing army commander and seeing the Qing army's banner, Xiang Yu looked no different from any other general.

Even though he led his troops to the forefront of the charge, he only ever said that he was behaving in accordance with the rules.

But when he found the position of the Qing army commander, even the way he held his halberd changed.

In the ensuing battle, every enemy who stood in Xiang Yu's way met a gruesome end, their heads severed from their bodies.

The result of holding the spear horizontally above his head was that he and the spear were cut down together.

Those who tried to block with shields were thrown dozens of meters away, along with their shields, resulting in countless deaths and injuries.

Until recently, when Qing generals who hadn't had time to escape were also killed along with their horses, the Qing army was thrown into complete chaos.

Indeed, as Emperor Qianlong said, if the soldiers of Jiangdong did not each have the ability to fight a hundred men, they would only end up being annihilated in a head-on battle.

But all this has a premise.

We can keep fighting!

Even with an army of 30,000, how many would not be terrified if their commander lost his head?

In their eyes, the Qing army commander was killed by Xiang Yu in full view of everyone, surrounded by thousands of elite soldiers, with no one able to stop him.

While bravery may not necessarily determine the outcome of a war, it can easily determine the outcome of a battlefield.

Despite being shot twice in the shoulder blade, the moment Xiang Yu swung his sword and cut the Qing army's banner in two, it signified the Qing army's defeat.

Without a commander-in-chief and without the banner, a war is already considered a complete failure.

Although the Qing army of 30,000 seemed to be a large force, they were actually without command and were like headless flies.

"This is actually possible?"

Emperor Qianlong was speechless; he could not understand.

This was 30,000 troops, yet they couldn't stop Xiang Yu?

How could Xiang Yu have managed to take the head of the commander-in-chief amidst such a massive army?

"Sure, why not?"

"You don't still think that any of the records about Xiang Ji are even slightly fabricated, do you?"