Han Xin looked at Xiang An's serious eyes and couldn't help but lowered his head with his chin trembling.
"I know what you are worried about. To be honest, I am also worried about these issues. I feel that the eldest brother does not seem to be rational at all now, but is a little strange..." Xiang An shook his head. The head sighed, "I will go talk to him later, but I guess he will say a lot of things that I don't understand like he did when he was still at Xutai."
"But he is my eldest brother, Old Han. Remember this." Xiang An put both hands on Han Xin's shoulders with a serious expression, "I am his younger brother and he is my eldest brother, so it is impossible for me to Leave him alone."
"...Han, I understand." Han Xin pursed his lips, straightened up, grabbed Xiang An's sleeve, and said in an urgent and serious tone, "But that arrangement is absolutely not possible."
"Our whole army only has 40,000 people. If our army goes to the west, there will be only more than 30,000 Chu soldiers left on the front battlefield. And that Zhang Han Wangli has a full number at Yanzhao in the north. There are more than 200,000 soldiers, even if we only count Zhang Han, there are 100,000 soldiers who can be directly mobilized."
"One hundred thousand! How can the general defeat one hundred thousand with an army of 30,000? Without sufficient conditions, morale is obviously insufficient. A direct collision on the battlefield is tantamount to striking an egg against a stone!"
"I didn't intend to comply, so don't worry." Xiang An looked into the distance and smiled, "I'll tell you the details later. I'll go over first."
After patting Han Xin on the shoulder, Xiang An turned back and walked towards Xiang Yu's handsome tent.
Han Xin looked at Xiang An's back and clenched his fists, still with a sad look on his face.
"Alas..." He sighed for a long time and shook his head. Han Xin turned away his hand and walked towards his tent.
...
"Xiaosi, eldest brother is still in the handsome tent?" Xiang An asked Zijuan when he met him on the way.
Zijuan nodded, with a sad look on his face: "Second brother, tell me first, what's going on with eldest brother?"
"He's stunned." Xiang An shook his head, "I'm going to see him now. You go back first. Don't delay tomorrow's march."
"...Okay." Zijuan scratched her forehead and curled her lips.
Turning around, Xiang An could still hear Zijuan whispering: "There must be something wrong with brother's head..."
The corners of his mouth twitched, but Xiang An felt increasingly uncomfortable.
Because the feeling Xiang Yu gave him now was really no different from having a problem with his head.
Xiang An opened the door curtain and walked directly into Xiang Yu's tent without announcing anything.
"This time when you go out...you don't have your sister-in-law with you, don't you feel lonely?" Xiang An casually sat next to her, took out a can of wine from the corner, and opened it quietly.
"Don't worry, she will follow in a few days." Xiang Yu sat in his seat, tilting his head and staring, wondering what he was thinking.
"What did you see?"
"No, it's her character that would definitely do that."
Xiang An choked and then laughed: "Hahahaha - indeed, my sister-in-law must be with you, brother, so why not bring her with you from the beginning?"
"Her feelings for me are too heavy, too heavy." Xiang Yu put one hand on the eucalyptus table, and even though he was absolutely rational now, he couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.
The two brothers looked at each other and laughed.
After the laughter, there was indeed a long silence.
"So?" Xiang An was the first to break the silence, straightened up and put down the wine bowl, "Why did you send me to fight west alone?"
"Are you so sure that you will win in the frontal battlefield? Did you see it?"
"I didn't see it. I just made a reasonable deduction." Xiang Yu shook his head and straightened his head. "Future prediction is activated passively, not actively. I can only see what I should see."
"...Brother, do you really think that the three of us are your younger brothers and sisters?" Xiang An stared at Xiang Yu for a long time before saying this slowly.
"Whether it's prediction of the future, derivation, or pure intuition, it doesn't matter."
"Lao San Xiaosi and I, we just want you to get along with us like before, instead of letting reason completely dominate your brain like you do now."
"Does it mean that you can't hold anything else in your mind except world peace?"
Xiang Yu's movements stopped for a moment.
"Xiang An, it's war now."
"The war is for the sake of world peace, so from your point of view, is it the right thing to take care of feelings during the war?"
"I can't talk to you, and I'm not here to argue with you today." Xiang An was very bachelor, waved his hand, raised his head and drank the drink in one gulp, "I'm just here to talk to you, if you If you have any new strategies or tactics, tell Xiaojuan, Yafu and the others."
"You are a general. If your subordinates don't know your strategy, how will you fight?"
Xiang An didn't continue to say that Xiang Yu's blood pressure would really rise if he talked to him too much.
"God's Coming"
Putting down the wine bowl, Xiang An walked out of Xiang Yu's tent, just like he walked in before.
Xiang Yu watched Xiang An leave without saying a word, but still sat there thinking about something.
...
Early the next morning, they set up camp and mounted their horses. Xiang Yu's army was about to continue marching.
"General, we...?" Han Xin rode a gray horse and followed Xiang An, his expression slightly hesitant.
"There's no hurry." Xiang An had a serious expression on his face, holding the reins of Turbulent Chi, watching Xiang Yu lead 30,000 people to continue heading north, and he wanted to lead the people towards Xiayi.
"Let's circle around and let Xiao Han pay attention to the frontal battlefield." Xiang An looked back at Han Xin and nodded, "We must not let the eldest brother fight Zhang Han by himself. There are too many 100,000 people. I am a little worried about him. "
"And..." Xiang An narrowed his eyes slightly, "Zhang Han, this bitch..."
"I will kill him with my own hands!"
"Fight! Let's go."
Xiang An turned Tuanchi's horse's head. Tuanchi's recent changes had become more and more obvious. There was still a little gray and black hair on its head, and a large area of white was already on its body. However, the color of its four legs was still very dark.
How should I put it, the current color is not too ugly, so Tuanchi has somewhat come out of Yuyu.
Although she is still not pretty, Xiang Yu's kicking clouds and Wuzui are still shiny and smooth with black hair, muscles, and handsome. The old man Turunchi is greedy to see him.
Maybe when it turns completely white, it can once again compete with Wu Zhui in terms of handsomeness.
Patting Tuanchi's neck, Xiang An led his 10,000 troops and slowly advanced toward the west.
