I Want to Fight Against History, from the Late Qin Dynasty to Modern Times

Introduction to the work My name is Liu Yan, and I have traveled through time? Traveling to the end of the Qin Dynasty, he became the son Liu Bang picked up from a pile of corpses, and was raised as his own brother by the overlord Xiang Yu. I wanted to rely on historical knowledge to win, but I found that this world has true energy, martial arts, and something called "Heavenly Way", which is designed to cure people like me who want to spoil the story. I want to save Xiang Yu- By the Wujiang River, I led five hundred black cloud banners to attack for one hundred and twenty miles overnight. It rained heavily, flash floods broke off bridges, and mudslides buried roads. When I arrived, I only saw his last look before committing suicide. Heaven said: The overlord must die. I want to help Liu Bei- Baidicheng, he held my hand: "Sir, you said that the man's strength has been exhausted, but I still want to try again." I gritted my teeth and said, "Don't attack Wu, but defend Shu. I can help you live for another ten years." Suddenly thunder exploded outside the window, and a bolt of lightning struck the big flag with the Chinese character "Han" in front of the temple, causing the flagpole to break suddenly. Liu Bei coughed blood and smiled: "Look, even the sky doesn't allow it." Three months later, he still died on that couch. Heaven said: Zhaolie must die in Tuogu. I want to help Li Shimin— In front of the Xuanwu Gate, I stopped him and said, "You will regret it for a hundred years if you kill your brother and your brother." In an instant, a strong wind blew up, and flying sand and rocks blinded everyone. When the wind stopped, the bow in his hand was drawn and the arrow had left the string. He said to me with red eyes: "Sir, if I don't kill anyone today, someone will kill me tomorrow. In this prosperous age... Someone must shed blood in exchange for it." Tiandao said: Zhenguan must begin with blood. From the Qin Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty, over two hundred years, I tried 421 times. Every time, Heaven uses the most cruel method