Qin Dynasty: They've all turned into zombies, what's there to fear about a rebellion?

The green poisonous fog, like living tentacles, spread wildly across the wilderness in front of Hangu Pass.

Screams, roars, and the crackling sounds of bones twisting intertwined to create a symphony of hell.

The once formidable 500,000-strong allied army was now in complete chaos. Front-line soldiers clutched their throats, their eyes bulging, their skin visibly turning green and festering. Those in the back tried to escape, but were tackled by their crazed comrades who bit through their throats.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

"It's sorcery! This is sorcery from the Qin people!"

Fear is a plague that spreads faster than poison gas.

Banners fell to the ground, warhorses were startled and ran amok, and countless people were trampled to death.

It was at this desperate moment when the army was collapsing like a house of cards.

"boom--!!!"

A crimson shockwave, like a volcanic eruption, exploded in the center of the chaotic army.

That was pure and ultimate power of qi and blood!

The green poisonous fog within a radius of ten zhang was actually forced back by this scorching heat wave, emitting a "sizzling" evaporation sound.

As the smoke and dust cleared, the figure, as ethereal as a god or demon, was revealed.

Xiang Yu.

His bare upper body was now covered with grotesque veins, and his skin was as red as a red-hot iron. In his double pupils burned two golden flames, as if to burn away all the evil spirits in the sky.

"Shut up, all of you!"

A roar, a thunderous sound, even drowned out the mournful screams on the battlefield.

Xiang Yu slammed his Heavenly Dragon City-Breaking Halberd into the ground.

"Thump!"

The earth trembled violently, and a crack spread outwards from the tip of the halberd.

He grabbed a mutated guard beside him, who was opening his mouth as if to bite, and his large hand, like an iron clamp, crushed the guard's shoulder blade.

"Look at me!"

Xiang Yu glared at his personal guard, who had lost his mind, and roared, "You are a Chu man! A son of Jiangdong! Even if you die, die on the battlefield, not become this disgusting monster!"

"Snap!"

Without hesitation, he snapped the guard's neck, threw him to the ground, and then suddenly looked up at the terrified soldiers.

"What are you afraid of?!"

"Since that old dog Ying Zheng resorted to sorcery, it means he's afraid! He's afraid of the swords in our hands! He's afraid of the blood in our hearts!"

Xiang Yu raised his halberd, its tip pointing directly at the dark city gate of Hangu Pass, his aura reaching its peak at that moment.

"Our people are right behind us! If we retreat, are we going to let these monsters devour our parents?"

"Even if Chu has only three households left, it will surely be Chu that destroys Qin!"

He shouted these eight words with all his might.

The sound, like the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger, pierced through the poisonous fog and the fear, striking the hearts of every Allied soldier.

"Even if Chu has only three households left, it will surely be Chu that destroys Qin!!!"

The dragon behind him, covered in blood, was the first to roar in anger.

Next came Xiang Yu's army, then the people of Qi, then the people of Zhao...

The morale of the troops, which had been on the verge of collapse, was actually brought back to a standstill by that shout.

The soldiers who had originally intended to run stopped in their tracks, looking at the overlord bathed in red light and seemingly immune to all poisons. The fear in their eyes was gradually replaced by a resolute fervor.

Yes.

What's the point of running?

Running away won't save us from death, so we might as well fight these monsters!

"kill!!"

"Go for it, Ba Wang Chong!"

"Kill these Qin traitors!"

Morale, that mysterious and inexplicable thing, somehow overwhelmed the fear of death at this moment.

"good!"

Xiang Yu laughed loudly and mounted his horse.

The divine steed named Wuzhui seemed to sense its master's fighting spirit. Undeterred by the poisonous fog, it snorted and sped off.

"Charge with me!"

Xiang Yu took the lead, transforming into a streak of red lightning as he crashed directly into the pervasive poisonous mist.

This time, he didn't use his internal energy to resist, but relied on his terrifying domineering aura to forcefully carve out a path to survival in the poisonous fog!

Anything that stood in his way, whether it was a mutated zombie or a poison gas bomb that had not yet spread, was smashed to pieces by that halberd.

"Those who block my way shall die!"

Xiang Yu was blinded by rage.

In front of the city gate of Hangu Pass, there was a row of heavy iron chevaux-de-frise weighing over a thousand catties, which was the last line of defense to stop the cavalry charge.

The spikes on it gleamed coldly, and poisonous barbed wire was wrapped around the gaps.

"Get out of here!"

Using the momentum of the horse, Xiang Yu rushed to the front of the barricade, and instead of slowing down, he suddenly leaped off the horse.

He roared in the air, his arm muscles bulged, and instead of slashing, he plunged the halberd in his hand into the gap of the base of the chevaux-de-frise.

"rise--!!!"

He single-handedly lifted up that heavy barricade that was strong enough to stop thousands of troops!

"boom!"

The heavy iron lump, weighing several thousand kilograms, traced an arc through the air and slammed into the first batch of elite black iron soldiers pouring out of the city gate.

Instantly, a sickening metallic creaking sound rang out.

Several unlucky zombies were smashed into metal discs.

"So mighty! So mighty is the Overlord!"

The allied forces behind them erupted in thunderous cheers.

too strong!

This isn't human, this is a god of war!

As long as you follow the Overlord, there is no city that cannot be conquered and no monster that cannot be killed!

Xiang Yu landed, panting heavily, his chest heaving violently.

Even for him, such a high-intensity burst of power in the poisonous fog had greatly depleted his stamina. But he couldn't show it; he had to be invincible.

He leaned on his halberd, slowly raised his head, and looked up at the city tower.

There, that damned sorcerer Su Ming was leaning on the railing, holding that strange red water cup in his hand, smiling at him.

There was no fear or panic in his eyes.

It's more like watching a monkey that has just jumped through a ring of fire in a circus.

"Old Devil Su!"

Xiang Yu gritted his teeth, his voice icy, "Your sorcery is nothing special! The city gates have fallen; let's see where you can run now!"

On the city floor.

Su Ming took a sip of tomato juice and slowly put down the glass.

He didn't speak, but slowly extended his right hand towards Xiang Yu.

First, he extended one finger.

Then comes the second one.

The last one is the third one.

He was making a "three" gesture.

Xiang Yu was taken aback, his brows furrowing.

What does this sorcerer mean?

beg for mercy?

Or are you saying... you'll surrender in three days?

"three?"

Xiang Yu muttered a phrase unconsciously, and a sudden, absurd and unsettling premonition welled up in his heart.

Is it...

"Three households?"

Su Ming finally spoke, his voice coming through the loudspeaker, laced with a strong sense of mockery:

"Overlord, your slogan just now was quite loud."

"Even if Chu has only three households left, it will surely be Chu that destroys Qin?"

Su Ming shook his head, his smile becoming unusually bright, a brightness that sent chills down one's spine:

"The vision is too narrow."

"Since you like the number 'three' so much, then this humble master will grant your wish."

"only……"

Su Ming pressed his finger down sharply:

"Not three households."

"It's three million... corpse households."