Floating weeds without roots, nowhere to depend on.
What can one do to make a home in the vast world?
Seeing Li Xin in silence, the color of the Qin military officer's face turned gloomy. He knocked his staff heavily on the ground, producing a crisp sound, as if to announce Li Xin's fate.
"Han Xin," the officer's voice carried a cold anger, "your failure in this mission has brought dishonor to the Prime Minister. Do you know what punishment you deserve?"
"Pretending to be capable when you're not, aren't you just sabotaging yourself?"
"What is the crime of deceiving one's superiors and concealing the truth from one's subordinates?"
Han Xin nervously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his hands were tightly clenched. He had already started to plot how to escape in his heart.
He has seen too many people like this, wandering for years. This one clearly intends to sacrifice himself to take the blame.
"Come on, "
At the officer's command, the guards outside rushed in quickly, their eyes filled with coldness and a killing intent. "Han Xin, with such incompetent command, he did not even consider the possibility of unexpected events. Clearly, he has betrayed his country and deliberately spared Li Si's life!"
"Take down this traitor!"
The guards quickly surrounded Han Xin, their long spears gleaming with a cold light aimed at his chest.
Han Xin knew that at this moment, if he did not escape, he would definitely not survive.
He abruptly turned around, using all his strength to push away the guards beside him, and desperately ran out of the hall.
"Stop him!" the officer roared, waving his staff in the direction of Han Xin's escape.
Han Xin was running as fast as he could, his legs moving like the wind. The screams of the guards and the sound of the spears flying past were all he could hear in his ears.
Sweat trickled down his forehead, his heartbeat thundered like a storm, as if it would burst out of his chest at any moment.
He burst out of the hall and ran through the streets of Wan City, pursued by the guards in his wake.
Han Xin rapidly turned his thoughts, searching for a path to escape.
The houses on both sides of the street appeared blurred and indistinct in the night, like phantasms in a misty fog.
He skillfully navigated through each alleyway, his figure darting like a ghost, trying to shake off the pursuers.
Yet, the guards were well-trained and pressed him relentlessly, leaving no room for Han Xin to catch his breath.
Suddenly, a dead end appeared ahead, and Han Xin stopped abruptly, a wave of despair washing over him.
He turned to look back, and the pursuers had already blocked the entrance to the alley.
But at that moment, several massive rocks fell from the sky, landing in front of the guards, emitting deafening sounds.
The guards were buried by the stones, collapsing and screaming in pain.
Han Xin suddenly raised his head and saw the door of the adjacent wooden house slowly open, revealing a familiar smiling face.
Liu Yu!
He was standing inside the door, waving to him.
"Hurry in!" Liu Yu called out in a low voice.
Han Xin didn't hesitate, quickly slipping into the wooden house.
Liu Yu closed the door and patted Han Xin on the shoulder, smiling, "Not bad running, I didn't expect you to escape this disaster."
"Hurry up, there is a small path to take, some people want to see you."
Han Xin trusted Liu Yu very much, so he didn't hesitate to follow his lead.
Han Xin followed Liu Yu down into a tunnel, then entered a cellar and emerged from the tunnel.
He relied on his weak intuition to realize that he was heading towards the outer city.
"The outer city?"
The outer city of Wan City is mainly inhabited by immigrants. This direction should be towards the east, where many are foreign nobles.
"Nobles want to see me?"
Liu Yu said with a smile:
"Yes, a great noble."
"A very powerful person."
...
Han Xin quickly emerged from the underground tunnel and entered a dignified mansion.
The chaotic battle in the city often occurs in the northern city, as the northern city is home to many immigrants and poor people who have no need to worry about it.
The eastern city is the residence of the nobles, and the inner city is more important as it houses the local nobles who deserve respect.
He stepped out, and it was a hall in front of him.
In the hall, there was a middle-aged man sitting in a plain clothes, his face looked like a middle-aged man, but his eyebrows and eyes were clear and beautiful, with a bright light in his eyes.
Liu Yu emerged from the tunnel and introduced, "Mr. Zhang Liang."
"This is Han Xin, the person you wanted to meet."
The man with the plain clothes, who was called Zhang Liang, stood up and smiled at Han Xin, waving his hand in greeting.
"Are you Han Xin?"
"I am very interested in you."
"Come on, tell me, what were your original thoughts?"
Han Xin looked at the gentle smile on the face of Zhang Liang in front of him and said:
"Alright."
"I originally thought about collecting a small number of militia, using guerrilla warfare and small-scale infiltration methods to kill Li Si."
"To capture the bandits, capture the king first. Li Si only has a few guards and no one else."
"By taking advantage of the chaos of battle."
Zhang Liang seemed to know that Han Xin was still hiding something, and continued to ask, "Oh?"
"But this method is too routine."
"Interweaving charges, the common folk also like to use this method, but it doesn't work."
Li Si smiled lightly and continued, "But this is just the beginning."
"The Qin has some other troops, these troops will ambush."
"We will engage in battle within a small area of streets and alleys."
"Li Si will definitely be on guard. At this time, throw oil and fire rockets."
"If they scatter, kill them. If they gather, burn them with fire."
Zhang Liang laughed loudly and clapped his hands, saying, "Good! Excellent!"
"I knew it, I knew you were a man of great talent who had not found his place!"
"Exquisite plan, exquisite plan, truly an exquisite plan!"
Liu Yu also smiled lightly, "Han Xin, look, Mr. Zhang Liang values you a lot."
Zhang Liang said in a gentle manner, "Don't speak for a while, listen to me."
"I know of a man named Liu Ji, who once killed the White Emperor at night. It's said that he has many signs of a monarch."
"He is eager for talents and treats them well, but his talent for judging people is not good."
"Now go and find him. Later, find a person named Xiao He, and go to his place as a minor."
"Start small. With your abilities, if you go there, you will surely have a future!"
Han Xin looked at Zhang Liang in front of him, puzzled.
"Mr. Zhang Liang, but I have heard that..."
"Don't worry about what you've heard or not heard. Tomorrow, I have a team of merchant caravans heading towards Liu Ji."
"When you get to Liu Ji's place, you can do a small job as a recruit, it should be no problem."
"You no longer have any other opportunities!"
"Would you prefer to continue living a mundane life, surviving on handouts from various places and drifting through life, or do you want to become famous throughout the world, known as a genius by everyone?"
"This is your only chance. You have talent, you can do it!"
Liu Yu also hugged Han Xin and said to Zhang Liang, "This is a guidance for you!"
"I know what you are hesitating about, but rest assured, in future battles, when you see the leader on the other side is me, remember to run away."
"Otherwise, I'll have to let you pretend to be dead."
"Stop treating me like a child, go to the place you belong!"
At these words, Han Xin finally put aside the last bit of worry in his heart, knelt down and bowed to Zhang Liang:
"Then thank you, Mr. Zhang Liang, for your help!"
"From now on, I will never forget the teachings of Mr. Zhang Liang!"
