Pengcheng.

In the Chu-Han Contention, Xiang Yu, with a force of 30,000 soldiers, decisively defeated Liu Bang's army of 560,000.

Ying Shimin, clad in armor and armed with sharp weapons, led 50,000 troops, facing Xiang Yu from a distance.

In the end, he couldn't resist the urge to personally confront this legendary hero.

So he entrusted the army to Han Xin and appointed himself as the vanguard general, leading his own elite 300 soldiers along with Wang Li, charging ahead as the assault troops.

Inside the military tent, Han Xin looked at the map, his brows furrowed.

"I know you are a brilliant strategist. Today, I will be Han General's frontline soldier. You must deploy well and not put me in a dangerous situation," the words Ying Shimin said to him before the expedition echoed in Han Xin's mind, making him curse inwardly.

It's my first time commanding a large army in battle, and you send the vanguard to cause trouble for me. You claim I'm a brilliant strategist and then put me in a difficult position. I've never seen an emperor like this.

But no matter how Han Xin complained inwardly, the two armies were already at the point of no return and had to engage in battle.

As the command flags waved.

Xiang Yu

and Ying Shimin both rushed forward on horseback, charging towards each other's army formation.

Ying Shimin's archery skills were unparalleled. He drew his bow and shot an arrow at Xiang Yu.

Despite Xiang Yu's bravery, he didn't dare to underestimate Ying Shimin's arrow. After evading one arrow, he was drenched in cold sweat.

Immediately, he shouted loudly and rushed towards Ying Shimin with a large halberd in hand.

As the two passed by on horseback, their weapons barely touched. Ying Shimin's arms drooped, and his palm was covered in blood.

On the other hand, Xiang Yu remained calm and composed. He reined in his horse and turned his head to gaze at Ying Shimin, his eyes filled with fierceness.

"Your Majesty, be careful!" Wang Li, who was protecting Ying Shimin, was on the verge of having his heart jump out of his throat after witnessing that scene.

Although Ying Shimin's arms were trembling from Xiang Yu's strike, he exclaimed excitedly, "Excellent! Truly worthy of the Hegemon King of Chu!"

Although he said so, he wasn't a fool. While he had satisfied his craving, he couldn't afford to satisfy it again, or he might end up in Xiang Yu's hands.

So, under Wang Li's persuasion, he backed down and turned with Wang Li towards the flank of Xiang Yu's army, no longer confronting Xiang Yu head-on.

In a direct charge, no one could match Xiang Yu. Even the proud Ying Shimin had come to accept this fact at this moment.

By choosing to avoid Xiang Yu's front and attack his flank, Ying Shimin and his guards easily cut through the enemy's ranks.

Ying Shimin, with his injured hands, shot down ten enemy cavalry in a row. Faced with Wang Li's concern, he laughed heartily, "I wield the bow and arrow, and you wield the long spear. Among millions of troops, the two of us can kill our way in and out seven times!"

These words almost made Wang Li, who was already burdened with guilt, cry with excitement.

Meanwhile, in the process of Ying Shimin boasting, the Battle of Pengcheng was coming to an end.

Xiang Yu's force of 30,000 soldiers and Han Xin's dispatched force of 50,000 soldiers fought to a draw.

Xiang Yu's army suffered 10,000 casualties, while Han Xin's army suffered 5,000.

And this battle marked Xiang Yu's last impressive achievement amidst the chaos.

Not long after, at the Battle of Gaixia, he experienced his only and final devastating defeat in his lifetime.