Chapter 144 The Art of the Commander

Xuan Wu ultimately nodded in hesitant agreement to the young strategist's request. In truth, it barely qualified as a request at all – proving the existence of the Yuxu Palace through action was naturally more convincing than empty words.

And all Xuan Wu had to do was wait a little while.

This matter was advantageous to him.

Xuan Wu was utterly certain of it.

After Xuan Wu left, the young strategist seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, then looked at Xiang Yu and Han Xin, smiling slightly, "The two of you are far stronger than Liang."

"Liang won't say much."

Xiang Hongyu nodded calmly, "Marquis Wu is too kind."

Han Xin picked at his ear with one hand, yawned, and said lazily, "Spare me the pleasantries."

"Zhuge Wu Hou's praise undoubtedly signifies exploitation."

"You are truly adept at exploiting everything."

Wu Hou smiled without answering, then personally stepped forward to straighten the young Champion Marquis's collar, speaking slowly:

"Although your experience is preserved, your personality and memories are, after all, still those of a seventeen-year-old. You are somewhat impetuous. You are different from those two. The end of Qin was the last madness of the Age of Gods, so this is your first time stepping onto the battlefield of the Age of Gods. Be careful."

"Remember the previous experience and the teachings I've given you."

"Do not be easily misled by the enemy, but do not be careless either. Just remember that warfare is deception enough..."

The young Huo Qubing was somewhat overwhelmed by the favor.

The strategist's hand rested on his shoulder, and Huo Qubing felt the weight of it.

Then, Wu Hou's smile was gentle as he said, "If you fail to seize victory..."

"It will also be because I did not teach you well enough, so I will help you make up for it tenfold, a hundredfold."

"In addition, Miss Su Yu'er will be sent back to Qingqiu Country by me."

The Champion Marquis's body stiffened.

He seemed to see a black aura emanating from Wu Hou's gently smiling face, like an academic demon.

In that instant.

The young general's heart was filled with fearless courage, filled with a yearning for the battlefield, but it was definitely not a zeal for the battlefield. Now, driving him forward was Wu Hou's terrifying, gentle smile, like an academic demon, and the 'fear' of being surrounded by three monsters for extra tutoring.

He seemed to already see the expressions on the faces of those three if he failed to achieve victory.

Huh?!

You could lose even like this?

Unacceptable.

Looks like your usual training wasn't enough. Go spar with the Overlord for three hours first.

After that, practice martial arts and formations with Han Xin a hundred times, then strategize with Wu Hou for three hours.

I'll die.

I'll definitely die...

Exhausted to death.

In the young man's heart, a surge of fighting courage filled him in an instant. This courage was not at all youthful, not at all pure; it was filled with the dirty, twisted tastes of three adults.

Han Xin rolled his eyes.

Looking at the young Champion Marquis, whose fighting spirit was rising rapidly, clenching his spear and gnashing his teeth.

Using reverse psychology?

He uses Consort Yu on the Overlord, Liu Ji on me, and gentle, hidden knives on this kid.

Tsk, this guy must have maxed out his reverse psychology skill points, right?

If he didn't have someone protecting him, he'd definitely get ambushed and beaten up...

Han Xin turned around, dark circles under his eyes heavy. Xiang Hongyu walked out with him. Even they felt a little sorry for the young Champion Marquis as they watched Wu Hou forcibly stack buffs on him. Xiang Hongyu pondered, saying, "You said earlier that Wu Hou's praise comes at a price."

"Then, is his sarcasm... normal?"

"Of course not."

Han Xin replied, "I've read his military texts. He demands that his every joy and anger has a strategic goal. He doesn't rejoice at things that are worthless, nor is he angry at things that are worthless. Joy and anger are merely periods for him to achieve his goals. Such a person has already exploited everything to the extreme."

"Then what signifies his true help?"

"Zhuge Wu Hou's sincerity? Heh, two names."

"Wei Yuan and Liu Xuande."

Han Xin answered.

Xiang Hongyu asked, "Not Liu Chan?"

"Hahahaha, Liu Chan?"

Han Xin, with his heavy dark circles, laughed so hard he bent over, as if he had heard the funniest joke. Finally, he said, "Didn't you see that sentence, what was it? 'In order to repay the late Emperor's exceptional kindness, I wish to offer it to Your Majesty'."

"That sentence is just his writing being a bit better. If it were Liu Ji writing it, it would be like this: 'Ahem, you little brat, don't think we really want to follow you. If your old man hadn't been so good to me back then, he would have died long ago. I wouldn't bother with you, okay?'"

"This guy, he was old when he wrote this, right?"

"That mouth is truly impressive. He complains, but still makes people feel especially moved..."

Han Xin threw a cigarette into his mouth and lit it.

Compared to Xiang Hongyu after reincarnation, this guy, who had been in the human world for a few months, seemed more like a modern person.

Smoking, drinking, staying up late, clubbing.

He was never to be seen during the day.

He was simply an upgraded version of a street hustler.

Ah no, compared to Xiang Yu's noble background and Liu Bang's petty official position, Han Xin was a wandering knight who couldn't even afford to eat. And the wandering knights of the late Qin were the ancient street hustlers. The connection between him and Liu Bang was simply a case of the two strongest street hustlers of the Age of Gods recognizing each other.

At least, that was how it was in the early days.

So later, when Han Xin still hadn't changed his nature and felt that he had a share in your empire, brother.

Liu Bang had already transformed into one of the top-tier monarchs in the history of the Divine Land.

So Han Xin was destined to die.

Xiang Yu looked at the wandering knight who still hadn't changed and asked:

"What have you been doing these past few days?"

Han Xin said with a cigarette in his mouth, "Reading books, military texts, war records. So many wars have happened inside and outside the Divine Land since our deaths, and so many strange and classic tactics have emerged. Sure enough, this art of war still needs time to grow."

"How much have you read?"

"How much?"

Han Xin smiled.

He stubbed out his cigarette and pointed to his head, "All of it."

The wandering knight replied. The sky was getting dark, and the eyes of this decadent young man were deeper than the sky, reminding Xiang Yu of the first time he saw him in the past, and the peerless battle with the two strongest tacticians in the world at the end. And at this moment, in Han Xin's eyes, he saw that light for the third time.

The wandering knight replied:

"All the battlefields and all the military tactics of the human race for thousands of years."

"Are all in here."

........................

Several days later, the so-called Yuxu Palace disciples from the human world arrived at the turbulent North Sea.

Originally, this should have been a distance so long that it would take ten, twenty, or even a hundred years to cross.

But this kind of distance was nothing in the face of the power of the Arctic True Martial Great Emperor. They went straight back. This ability was noted down by Han Xin. Xiang Hongyu was the least interested in it, while the young Champion Marquis was the most interested in such abilities.

Dai Xiuneng hummed a happy tune as he opened the souvenirs he had bought back in his Guixu room. Several boxes of instant noodles. Alas, when he was wandering in the Guixu, the thing he missed most from his hometown was this thing.

Sometimes when cultivating in a godforsaken place, it would be great to have a bowl of instant noodles.

Tear...

With a flick of his fingers, he opened the box directly.

Dai Xiuneng was stunned, "What's going on?!"

"Why is it clearly braised beef noodles, but the box is filled with pickled mustard tuber beef noodles?"

"Outrageous?"

He tore open the other boxes. They were all like this, slowly filling up with pickled mustard tuber.

"???"

Dai Xiuneng, who had been away from the human world for a long time, puzzledly made himself a bowl of pickled mustard tuber noodles, took a convenient braised egg, and a Wangzhongwang starch sausage, a three-in-one instant noodle combination, and strongly recommended this combination to his teammates: "Eat! Eat it!"

"These noodles are all cooked, I'm telling you, the people I knew used to eat it like this."

"I feel like something's wrong..."

The girl in green muttered.

Dai Xiuneng was furious: "What? Do you think I'm going to poison you?!"

The girl in green stuck her tongue out at him. This was a joke, but when A Liu used Guixu's detection function to scan it, a voice replied: "Contains a certain degree of toxicity, please do not consume."

Dai Xiuneng: "............"

The girl in green: "............"

The girl crossed her arms and stepped back, her face full of vigilance:

"Captain, are you finally going to reveal your bestial nature?"

"No, no, although you're very nice to me, I can't accept it yet. Can you please reveal your bestial nature after I break through my cultivation realm? I might not run away then, but I'm not sure, maybe I'll have other reasons then, but not now."

Dai Xiuneng's mouth twitched, and with a backhand, he smashed the hometown specialty to pieces, his face blank as he said:

"...What exactly happened while I was away from the human world..."

The young man who looked like a playboy twitched his mouth:

"Can you two stop flirting?"

"Captain, something big happened!"

"What's wrong?"

"The training ground, those guests have already gone to the training ground!"

The training ground gathered the North Sea water race, the gods, and the demons. Today was to meet the three people from Yuxu Palace, to meet these three commanders who had fallen from the sky. Their eyes were full of disdain, after all, only three ordinary-looking youths had come here, one carrying a pile of paintings, with beauties and a kind of poppy painted on them.

One was lazily as if he hadn't slept for ten days and ten nights.

The other was completely a young boy, who seemed to be afraid of going to the battlefield, trembling all over.

Before they came, the three had already begun to fight.

Han Xin yawned, perked up, and said, "Although our positions were previously opposed to each other, it's different now than it was then. You are not the King of Chu, and I am not a marquis. Kid, you are not a general of the Han Dynasty. This time, we will participate in the war in the name of Yanhuang Yuxu..."

"You are actually in the same camp, right?"

Xiang Hongyu said seriously, "After all, you are Liu San'er's lackey."

Han Xin's face stiffened, "Xiang Hongyu, you are my deputy general."

"Yes, it doesn't matter, after all, you used to be Liu San'er's lackey."

Han Xin took a deep breath and said, "How does it feel to be my general this time?"

"How did it feel when you were Liu San'er's lackey?"

"............"

Han Xin gritted his teeth and roared, "Weren't you killed by that Liu San'er?!"

Xiang Hongyu was calm and rational, "But were you killed by Liu San'er's woman?"

"I died in the midst of a million soldiers, you were stabbed to death by a palace maid with a bamboo pole."

Han Xin: "............"

He turned his head sharply and looked at the Han Dynasty general Huo Qubing, "Kid, you tell me?!"

Huo Qubing opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. To the famous generals of the Han Dynasty, these two were simply legends among legends, legends of competing with the Gaozu for the world, and he was still in the tension after being threatened by Wu Hou.

He subconsciously opened his mouth and said, "Overlord, you were the King of Chu back then..."

"And Military Immortal, you were first the King of Qi, and later you were also named the King of Chu."

His thoughts gradually became clear, and he subconsciously thought of what the little sister named Vodka had said, and blurted out, "Military Immortal, you were first the Overlord's halberd-bearer, but later you also snatched the Overlord's title of King of Chu. Isn't this also a kind of subordinate rebelling against the master nt..."

Pa!

Pa!

The hands of the Chu Overlord and the Marquis of Huaiyin were simultaneously placed on the young man's shoulders.

The young Huo Qubing felt his scalp tingle. The two men on the left and right exuded gazes like demons, and behind him seemed to be the smiling gaze of the young Marquis Wu: "If you can't get the credit of being the bravest in the three armies this time, you're done."

Han Xin replied gloomily.

Then he turned to look at the generals of the North Sea army who had been gathered here, "Well, please come over and fill out a form."

No one answered.

Han Xin scratched his messy black hair, "Is there anyone?"

"Can you come and fill out a form, please?"

When Dai Xiuneng rushed over, he happened to see Han Xin asking people to fill out forms for the third time. This time, he finally received a burst of laughter. A towering god bloodline, far exceeding Han Xin's cultivation base, pointed his finger at Han Xin, disdainfully saying, "You mortal, what qualifications do you have to order us around?"

"I seem to be your supreme commander now."

"Supreme commander, hahahahahaha!"

The huge training ground burst into laughter. The so-called North Sea army was just an honor guard gathered under Yu Qiang. They were all noble sons, unruly, powerful, and influential. Dai Xiuneng only felt his scalp tingle. He had only just managed to talk to these disciples of the great clans.

Besides, these guys had been acting as overlords for hundreds of years, and suddenly a superior came.

No one was happy about it.

At this time, Dai Xiuneng didn't know what to say to ease the situation.

The god bloodline poked Han Xin's chest with his finger, sneered a few times, and said, "I don't care about you! Let's go, let's go drinking!" He turned around, laughing triumphantly, winking, and the other commanders admired his courage and his show of force.

He only took half a step.

The clear whistling sound suddenly exploded in this place.

The murderous, cold, and extremely domineering aura rose violently.

The god bloodline, who had deliberately given a show of force, froze.

Two swords crossed, locking his neck.

Xiang Hongyu and Huo Qubing looked indifferent.

The next moment, the sword's edge almost unhesitatingly slashed across, and a huge head was blasted up by blood, and the smell of blood suddenly dissipated. The North Sea generals were instantly silent. Han Xin sat back, raised his head, and said, "I said, I am the supreme commander, you should know."

A body of murderous, fierce, and almost indescribable command ability.

Swept across the entire North Sea's military headquarters like a hurricane.

Taking the North Sea military talisman as an order, he could directly try to resonate with the entire North Sea God Era army.

He seemed to be able to directly command the entire North Sea army, and even more than that...

That easy and terrifying command ability, and the viscous, almost substantive killing bloodiness soared into the sky. Without a doubt, this was the kind of unparalleled famous general that would be born only once in ten thousand years. The painter just threw down his sword and the ink-colored spear in his hand roared violently.

Even the childish boy burst out with a sharpness that the North Sea generals could not match.

One on the left and one on the right, stepping forward half a step together.

So the aura instantly soared into the sky.

These are peerless famous generals!

And three of them!

Three completely different types, commanders, chargers, and attackers, three top famous generals!

They actually came from the same place?

The entire training ground fell into silence and terror.

Han Xin sat back and said lazily, "Everyone come over and get a form. Those who are good at frontal assaults, follow this big guy. Those who are fast and know the way, follow this kid. The rest of you, fill out the form and write down the type, category, and race of magic you are good at."

Han Xin looked at the dazed Dai Xiuneng over there, looking at the North Emperor's confidant who had come over.

Knowing that the North Emperor's confidant actually wanted to give him a show of force.

He smiled and nodded, "Thank you, everyone, but I've all solved it."

Han Xin lazily lowered his eyes, watching the Overlord leave, and patted Huo Qubing on the shoulder:

"This time, kid."

"Don't run too close."

"...Yes!"

........................

The curator Wei, who had no idea what would happen in the future, was happily farming.

Then, he didn't know how long had passed before he welcomed his first guest.

A woman in a goose-yellow dress, with a gentle expression.

ps: Today's first chapter...