Killing the Hu Ling: the Overlord of Chu Slaughters the Hu Ling

When the Overlord of Western Chu traveled through Wuhuanhua, hell on earth began. In 202 BC, on the banks of the Wujiang River, Xiang Yu was struck by a thunder into the vortex of time and space at the last moment before committing suicide. When he opened his eyes, what he saw was the Chinese era of chaos four hundred years later - the Han people were like livestock, called "two-legged sheep" by the Hu people, the old ones were called "Rao Bahuo", and the young ones were called "he bone rotten". They were skinned, dismembered, cooked and eaten alive. Babies cried in the pot, girls moaned on the fire, corpses were everywhere, and the city was filled with blood. Xiang Yu smiled. In those double pupils, flames burned all over the world. "Cannibalism?" He said, "Okay, very good. What I hate most in my life, Xiang Yu, is cannibalism." One man and one gun, riding alone into the battle. The Overlord's Spear swept across, and the Jiehu Cavalry was shattered like paper, with broken limbs flying all over the sky. Arrows were like rain, hitting him, being squeezed out inch by inch by the muscles, and falling to the ground with a "pop". Three thousand Jiehu, corpses littered the fields in the blink of an eye. He stepped on the mountains of corpses, covered in blood, and roared to the sky, the sound reverberating hundreds of miles away. Those human-eating beasts finally met their beast-eating ancestors. Three hundred cavalry, he trained into three thousand; three thousand cavalry, he trained into thirty thousand; thirty thousand cavalry, he trained into a million cavalry. The heavy cavalry charged, the ground trembled, and the enemies were trampled into pieces in pieces. The musketry battalion fired volleys, smoke filled the air, and the enemy was blasted into sieves amidst the screams. Battering rams struck, gates shattered, and the enemy troops were slaughtered in despair.