For Xiang Yu, this is a very worrying and urgent matter.
Eight hundred soldiers, want to overthrow the rule of the First Emperor?
Why don't you go to bed early tonight? Maybe something good like this can happen in your dreams...
Not to mention the great talents and strategies of the First Emperor himself, just talking about the number of soldiers of Qin... makes people feel waves of fear in their hearts.
There are 300,000 men in the Meng army, and nearly 200,000 soldiers in Guanzhong who are entirely composed of old Qin people.
There are still 300,000 troops guarding the Baiyue border.
As well as scattered garrisons from other places, Da Qin's soldiers have reached a frightening number.
A real army of millions.
These one million soldiers are not the old, weak, sick or disabled, but the lions who have just unified the six countries, like ferocious tigers!
With these millions of troops here, Da Qin is stable and no one can shake it.
Eight hundred versus one million?
Xiang Yu felt that he did not have this ability yet.
Of course, the initial rebellion did not require so many soldiers, because it was just a rebellion.
About four to five thousand armor is enough.
In the past, he could conquer Wu with more than 3,000 Yue Jia. Now that Xiang Yu leads 5,000 soldiers, can't he step on the first step of Qin's downfall?
But where did the remaining three thousand armors come from?
This is a huge problem.
Xiang Yu sat in front of Xiang Liang's grave, silently and without saying a word.
He was calculating in his mind.
There should be about 800 armors gathered in Yu Que of Zhao State, while Wei Xin of Wei State has a slightly larger number of more than 1,300 armors.
Although the Yan Kingdom has been completely destroyed, as long as Yan and Zhao have many healthy and generous people, as long as they raise the first banner, the people of Yan will definitely follow them.
Therefore, Zhang Liang, the son of the Prime Minister of Han, also had nearly three to four hundred soldiers.
Now, except for Qi's Tian Cheng and Yan Di, who cannot guarantee it, among the other six countries, Chu, Han, Zhao, and Wei can gather nearly 3,000 armor...
When he rises up, the people of Chu will definitely follow suit.
At that time, we can easily gather four to five thousand armor... right?
Although Xiang Yu was uneasy, he was determined.
The days can no longer be delayed any longer. It is already mid-September. By the time Lu Gong's weapons and some armors and stomachs arrive, it will already be mid-October.
According to his and his uncle's calculations, the day when Great Qin attacked them would be around the end of October.
Therefore, mid-October is the best time.
Xiang Yu stood up with a slightly solemn look on his face. He was looking for a "shaman" brought from the Chu Kingdom.
Only the wizard can give the best time.
Even if he doesn't believe this, he must do it!
Tell God, tell the ancestors of Chu!
.........
Between a field and a ridge
A few young people who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old were standing there farming. Their lives had become much easier since the court distributed the land.
One of the young men stood there, leaning on the tool in his hand, looking into the distance silently.
In the distance, a group of swans are about to fly into the sky.
The other young people looked at him like this and immediately sneered: "Chen Sheng! Why are you lazy again?"
The young man named Chen Sheng slowly turned his head back, with some bloodshot eyes in his eyes. He said softly: "Everyone, look at the swans flying straight into the sky. Don't you have some emotion?"
Chen Sheng's tone was filled with emotion.
"The birds know that they want to fly straight to the sky, so why should we just keep digging in the ground, facing the loess and turning our backs to the sky, and have no meal for the rest of our lives?"
The other young people were speechless. While doing their work, they said, "Then what do you want to do?"
"Now that the imperial court has given us land, let's farm it well and at least support a large family, right?"
"How can you support your mother if you are so lazy?"
One of them, who looked a little older, smiled and said, "Sheng Wazi has big ambitions in mind?"
"We have been in the fields for generations, but if you have the ability, why don't you go and participate in that Lao Shizi's "Literary Competition"? "
"If you are chosen by His Majesty, wouldn't you be the county governor?"
The rest of the people also burst into laughter: "Hahahahaha, yes, yes, if you can become the county guard, don't forget the friendship we have over eating in this land!"
"Even if you give us some land, we will also set up a longevity card for you."
Chen Sheng could naturally understand the ridicule in these people's words, but he didn't care and just looked into the distance.
"Of course I have the ability..."
"What's the point of just being a Sheriff?"
"I lack an opportunity."
He said with deep emotion: "How can a sparrow know what a swan has the ambition to do?"
............
Zhang Liang stood in his old city in Han Dynasty with a faint look on his face.
In the past few days, he has been running around this country, trying to find people who can cooperate with him to rise up, but he has not found many.
A very tall man stood behind him, silently guarding Zhang Liang.
Zhang Liang stroked the sweat on his forehead with helplessness on his face.
"well."
He turned his head and looked at the big man: "What do you say about Xiang?"
The big man chuckled, looking rather stupid: "Master Xiang said that the big event will be in early October."
"It's just that he has to ask his ancestors for instructions and tell heaven and earth which day it is."
"Let's wait a little longer."
Early October?
Zhang Liang's eyes were a little confused, there were only a few days left...
Now, it is already the end of September.
October is only about ten days away.
Half a month...
Zhang Liang exhaled, then stood up: "Let's go on!"
............
Xianyang City, Manufacturing Department
Chen Ping stood beside Chen Ke, respectfully introducing the newly built blast furnace to Chen Ke.
This furnace was built according to Chen Ke's request. It is said that it is used to bake something.
Chen Ping asked cautiously: "Young Master, what are you trying to get?"
Chen Ke came back to his senses and looked at the craftsman in front of him. The craftsman also listened carefully, for fear of making a mistake.
He suddenly smiled, with confidence and calmness on his face.
The smile instantly soothed the nervous craftsman.
"Don't be nervous, I just want to bake something."
"This object looks like pottery, but it is not pottery. It is smoother than pottery, more durable than pottery, and extremely beautiful."
"I named it 'Porcelain'. "
"But don't be nervous. This thing is not used for war or anything, it is just for daily use."
“Therefore, you are required to build this ‘kiln’. "
September 23rd.
While Zhang Liang, Xiang Yu and others were running around looking for helpers, Chen Ke was leisurely and contentedly firing porcelain that could make his life better.
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