Chu Yi: “Yan Liang is said to be the number one general in Yuan Shao's army, with the might of ten thousand men.”
Yang Qilang spurs his horse forward. “Have no fear, my lord. I will capture him!”
Chu Yi: “Sun Wentai has a navy that's unrivaled on the water. Our forces will have a hard time making landfall.”
Gan Ning rises to his feet. “Worry not, my lord. Three thousand Sail-Brocade troops will clear the way for your army!”
Chu Yi: “Dian Wei, Cao Cao's foremost general, is indeed formidable!”
Zhao Yun grips his Bright Silver Dragon-Gall Spear. “Zhao Zilong requests permission to fight!”
Chu Yi: “Huang Xuan Yan is the strongest fighter in the Heavenly Desolation Hall. His strength must not be underestimated!”
Ran Min: “Not only can I take on Huang Xuan Yan, I can bring down the entire Heavenly Desolation Hall!”
Chu Yi: “Li Yuanba was born with divine strength. His pair of golden hammers weighs a thousand jun each. Truly, he is an unrivaled warrior.”
Jiang Song: “I had hoped never to stain my hands with blood again, but I would gladly face the greatest warrior under heaven for you, my lord!”
On the battlefield between the two armies, Xiang Yu brings down his halberd, cutting thousands of soldiers into a mist of blood.
Li Cunxiao's blood boils. “My lord! Let me fight him!”
Chu Yi shakes his head. “Xiang Ji... I will face him myself!”
The winds rise and clouds gather. An age of chaos is coming.
Warhorses thunder and blades clash. Who can stand against us?
What a pity about this book.