(thirty-nine)
He doesn't care, South Vietnam must not be isolated.
At that time, the First Emperor sent troops to the south to conquer Baiyue several times in order to bring Baiyue into his territory.
Rather than defeating it after all the hardships, and then being robbed, he took over Baiyue and became the king.
The territory can only grow bigger and bigger, never shrink smaller and smaller.
The fighting spirit in Zhang Han's chest was like a prairie fire, hot and firm.
I have to admit that I have spent a long time with His Majesty and Han Xin.
His blood, which had cooled due to age and circumstances, gradually began to boil again.
He is not old yet.
Even in his middle age, he can still be high-spirited and invincible.
Xiang Yu: No need for him to comfort me!
The princes and princes who defeated Qi and Zhao successively and were won over by Liu Bang were once again shaken.
They formed an alliance with Liu Bang for wealth and glory, not for death.
To be honest, they might still be able to die in peace, but they were persuaded by Liu Bang's envoys and followed Liu Bang on this dead end.
Is it too late to tear up the alliance and surrender to His Majesty?
If they hadn't seen any hope of victory, they wouldn't be so depressed and desperate.
And Liu Bang was also suffering, and couldn't help but wonder, was he really the destined emperor that Chen Ping said started the Han Dynasty for hundreds of years?
Are you sure Chen Ping isn't deceiving him?
"Is there any news about Zhang Liang?"
"Han Wangcheng is determined not to send troops or make alliances, and respect the emperor's orders." Chen Ping scratched his head, frustrated.
Defeat is decided.
This cannot be changed by humans.
Han Xin, who was supposed to conquer the city for Pei Gong, now became the last straw for Pei Gong.
The record is still so brilliant.
It's a pity that he is no longer fighting for Pei Gong.
Zhang Liang, on the other hand, was shackled by the always cowardly King of Han and could not rescue him.
Neither he nor Zhang Liang expected that Han Wangcheng would be so determined in his decision of life and death.
"Pei Gong, there is nothing you can do to save yourself. Please surrender."
In this world, how could anyone turn defeat into victory under the attack from three sides by Xiang Yu, Zhang Han, and Han Xin?
Unless a meteorite falls from the sky.
No, not even a meteorite falling from the sky can change the outcome.
Both Xiang Yu and Han Xin are extremely good at defeating more with less.
There is Fan Zeng in the rear and Xiao He is in charge.
As long as Xiao He is there, there will be a steady stream of soldiers.
"Stop it!" Chen Ping sighed and repeated.
This sentence is more desolate than the previous sentence.
Liu Bang was sluggish and trembling, and his already old face became more and more haggard.
"surrender?"
"Do you know what happened to Tian Rong, Chen Yu, and Zhao Xie?"
"Tian Rong was defeated and died in Pingyuan, Chen Yu was beheaded in the river, and Zhao Xie also died in the hands of Han Xin."
"Do you think Xiang Yu will let me go?"
Liu Bang scratched his gray hair frantically and paced anxiously.
"You want me to surrender now?"
"Then why did you want to ignite and incite my ambition in the first place and let me regard myself as the master of the world?"
"You can't surrender. If you surrender, you will be dead."
It must not be surrendered!
Chen Ping had some disappointment in his eyes.
Gritting his teeth, Chen Ping said, "Then let's fight to the death."
"The battlefield is stained with blood, and heroes fight to the death. Even if they are defeated, they can still be victorious and leave their names in the history books."
Liu Bang sneered and corrected, "It's a traitor."
"Even if we die, the word traitor will be engraved after our names for thousands of years in history books."
hero?
He was never a hero, nor did he bother to be one.
He didn't even feel that the world should be in the hands of heroes.
Historically, in addition to the good reputation left behind by heroes, they also have the regret of falling into disgrace.
Regret means failure.
But why did a person like Xiang Yu become the emperor?
Every step was beyond his expectation.
Liu Bang looked at Xiong Xin who was hung on the flagpole and shocked the soldiers' morale, and sighed.
On that day, Xiong Xin raised the flag and surrendered, and was killed by him in the name of justice. He hung it there, almost drying up.
The descendants of the Chu royal family all ended up in such a miserable state.
Liu Bang really understood the saying that princes and generals should be at peace with each other.
But I didn't expect it to be in this situation.
"What are Pei Gong's plans?"
Chen Ping asked patiently.
Liu Bang remained silent and did not speak, with an inexplicable light shining in his eyes.
He is already fifty years old.
He has been a local ruffian, a pavilion chief in Surabaya, a praised rebel, and an aggrieved king. It can be said that in his life he has been extremely humble and down-and-out, and also extremely noble and wealthy.
The ups and downs are enough to leave a colorful page in the history books.
Logically speaking, even if he was defeated, he would have no regrets.
But, he still didn't want to die.
Even if he couldn't be a high-ranking king, couldn't come to Xianyang again and take Xianyang as his own, he didn't want to die.
After a while, Liu Bang curled his lips and said, "If you don't surrender, we will fight to the death."
"Not only us, but also those princes and kings who have formed an alliance."
"If you have the intention to retreat, you will be killed without mercy."
Chen Ping bowed his hands in agreement, but a cloud of doubt floated in his mind for no reason.
Somewhat abnormal.
However, since Pei Gong made the decision to fight to the death and not surrender, he still has some heroic spirit.
There is no other way out for him in this life.
If Pei Gong fights to the death, he will stand in front of Pei Gong and protect Pei Gong until the last moment.
Chen Ping used iron-blooded methods to rectify the wavering military morale.
The smell of blood wafting in the air made it difficult to tell whether it belonged to the enemy or one of our own.
Those old people who accompanied Pei Gong in the uprising from Pei County were also panic-stricken.
Either they were Liu Bang's cronies, or they were old friends of the Lu family. They were related to each other, and both prospered and suffered losses.
Pei Gong ordered a fight to the death, so the only way was to fight to the death.
In the face of life and death, many people have a desperate idea of success or failure.
Only Lu Pheasant pushed open Liu Bang's palace door.
"There is no chance of victory even in a deadly battle, so why must we bury all our relatives, old friends and soldiers?"
"You have a reputation of benevolence and righteousness. As long as you are willing to surrender, Xiang Yu will have some scruples considering that people are formidable."
"In addition, Xiao He has a history with us and will never stand idly by."
"Why have to go all the way to the dark side?"
Liu Bang raised his eyes unhurriedly and looked at his wife in front of him.
In his memory, Lu Pheasant was young and beautiful.
When they first met, his eyes lit up.
In just a few years, that beautiful woman was in trouble.
He should be grateful for giving birth to children for him, taking care of the housework for him, and being filial to his elders.
But what is the reality?
He hates the Lu family's dominance, and even more hates the Lu family's self-righteous sense of superiority.
He is no longer the rogue he once was.
"I am the commander of an army. Whether it's war or surrender, I won't allow you to comment."
If he surrendered, others might have a chance to survive, but he would definitely die.
The grudge between him and Xiang Yu has long been frozen.
What was once a name of benevolence and righteousness will turn into a life-threatening knife.
The momentum created back then will become the thunder and lightning that annihilates him.
He knew this very well.
Lu Pheasant was exhausted: "If you don't care about your soldiers, you should always care about your blood relatives."
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