Zhang Qilu had been sitting in the interrogation room underground of the museum for several hours. Interestingly, this was the most peaceful night Zhang Qilu had spent in recent years.
What's going on outside, what's going on with the Xiang family, can Zishan control those people? Is Xiaoxiao okay? Qin Dao, who asked me to be restrained, doesn't know if he can still remain calm now.
Forget it, let’s wait until daybreak to talk about all this. Zhang Qilu yawned and gradually fell asleep.
"Follow your tomb and cut down its strips.
When I don't see a gentleman, I feel as scared as if I were hungry.
Follow your tomb and cut down its strips.
Now that I see a gentleman, I won't abandon him.
The bream has its tail lifted, and the royal family seems to be in ruins.
Although it is like being destroyed, my parents Kong Er..."
Zhang Qilu was awakened by the melancholy singing. He opened his eyes and put his arms under his head. The ground was his bed and the sky was his quilt. He was lying outdoors. Zhang Qilu knew that he had that dream again. He didn't know why he kept having this dream in the past few years.
He had experienced everything in the dream, and Zhang Qilu returned to January 1, 202 BC.
"woke up?"
"woke up."
Zhang Qilu sat up, and next to him was a handsome man with a strong and handsome appearance, a soft face but still a strong and handsome man. His eyes are not big, but there are two black eyes in each eye, which are the legendary double pupils. This man should be over 1.9 meters tall. He has a well-proportioned body and muscles on his body, but there are no extra muscles. The whole person is full of strength.
It was different from what he imagined. Although he had unusually double pupils, there was no fierceness in this man's eyes, and there was a bit of gentleness in his eyes.
This man is known as China's best general, but he destroyed the Great Wall by his own will. Some people think that he is the most tragic hero in Chinese history, but who knows that in his eyes, this great country is far less romantic than living and dying with the beauties around him.
Zhang Qilu knew that there were two figures in Chinese history who had the chance to become emperors throughout the ages. In the end, they were branded losers because they went against the trend of history.
One is Emperor Xin at the end of the Shang Dynasty. History records that he was brutal, but most of the nobles he killed were truly insensitive. He just wanted to shoulder the broken Shang Dynasty and move forward. He was an emperor who truly stood on the side of the people. He was determined to break through the slavery system throughout his life, but in the end he failed and was named King Zhou of Shang after his death.
The other one is the one in front of Zhang Qilu. He is the Overlord of Chu, Xiang Yu.
"Are you really not going with me? I can take you and your wife out of here."
"I'm not leaving. Here are the Kotojiro who have been fighting with me for half their lives. How can I leave them alone? Besides, according to what you said, I am destined to fail, so where can I go?"
"Some things are not what you think."
"Okay, you stinking Taoist priest, stop talking. I'm going to break out with my own soldiers. Do you want to come with me?"
"Aren't you unwilling to abandon Kotōjiro? Why do you want to break out of the encirclement?"
"The food and grass have been cut off, and the morale of the army has been shattered by Han Xin's singing. This army can't be controlled for much longer. I have to leave. If I die quickly enough, they will have a chance to survive."
"Be prepared to break out in which direction."
"Towards the east, of course."
"Let's go to the Wujiang River in the southeast."
Xiang Yu led his most elite thousand cavalry and began to break out of the encirclement. Zhang Qilu saw for the first time how terrifying the truly elite cavalry combat power of this era was. In the war more than 2,000 years ago, the Han army was said to have 400,000 soldiers this time. In fact, the number of elites who could actually wear armor was 100,000, which could reach the sky. If conditions permit, this Qianqi can actually do many things.
After another round of fighting, only half of the cavalry were left. Zhang Qilu did not participate in the battle, because it was all meaningless. Even if he killed Han Xin and Liu Bang at this moment, it would not make any sense. What he wanted to do was to bring Xiang Yu and Yu Ji together without changing the course of history. Take it alive. And everyone must hold their noses to recognize it. He has the capital to fight, but he can only fight once. Now there is only
My hope is pinned on Wujiang, and I hope those partners can arrive in time.
After several more rounds of fighting, there were less than ten riders left, and everyone was injured. Zhang Qilu finally took action in the last round of fighting. If he continued to sit back and watch, Yu Ji might not be able to reach the Wujiang River. .
Things have become increasingly out of Zhang Qilu's control, and now he has no confidence that he can take the two of them away safely. The feeling of powerlessness is getting stronger and stronger. The craze of history has arrived, and it seems that their efforts have become less and less in this craze. Incredibly small.
When they came to Wujiang, Zhang Qilu truly realized what it was like to be ambushed from all sides. This place is like a bag. Except for a hillside, it is almost flat. They have nowhere to hide. The Wujiang River is like a rope tied to the bag, cutting off their way back. The neat military formations on the other side of the river are already gathering momentum. Ready to go.
Zhang Qilu thought to himself, it turns out that there is no way from heaven to earth.
He came to King Chu Ba and said, "Now, you are actually considered dead. Put down all your attachments, and I will try to save you again."
Xiang Yu, who was wearing a silver helmet, burst into laughter.
Just as he laughed, countless Han troops gathered towards them from all directions.
"Look, there's no way out. Let's forget it. If you have the ability, just go on your own."
Zhang Qilu was expressionless. He was well prepared to convince such an arrogant person.
"I know you are desperate now. Only these eight riders are left among the eight thousand Jiangdong disciples. But I won't force you. I just hope that you will promise me one thing for the sake of accompanying you all the way here."
King Chu Ba did not answer, but the woman beside him spoke, "Taoist Priest, tell me, if there is anything else we can do for you at this moment, we will try our best to do it."
"Before I die, you must protect the woman around you."
"Hmph! You don't need to say this, what if you die."
"If I die, I don't care whether you live or die."
After speaking, Zhang Qilu took out a row of wooden boxes out of thin air, and began to tie some strange things to the last eight cavalrymen. When he got to the eighth, he stopped.
Zhang Qilu looked at the soldier carefully. The man's body shape was similar to King Chu Bawang.
Zhang Qilu whispered something into the soldier's ear, and the soldier ran towards Chu Bawang without any hesitation. Obviously, he understood Zhang Qilu's meaning immediately. As expected, no one who can sneak into the leader's side is stupid.
Zhang Qilu asked these cavalrymen to hold white flags and march toward the military formation that was forming a team a hundred meters away.
The people on the other side were obviously a little confused when they saw this scene. Is it really meaningful to raise a white flag at this time? But I can't resist people's curiosity, especially for a very smart person like Han Xin. He already has an absolute advantage. It doesn't seem to be a problem to hear what the person who once looked down on him said before he died.
The seven men and seven cavalry approached the handsome flag in front of the military formation without anyone else. It was very smooth, but in Zhang Qilu's view, this was very ridiculous. He didn't want to blow up Han Xin to death. He didn't know what impact this would have on history.
But Zhang Qilu immediately gave up the idea and pressed the button on the remote control in his hand. Now that the Han Dynasty has been established, Han Xin's life and death are no longer important, so what if he is sent to heaven to become a soldier.
A huge explosion suddenly resounded across the sky, and all the war horses were frightened at this moment. The chaos was suddenly magnified infinitely. In the face of a force that did not belong to this era, all order was crushed in an instant.
Zhang Qilu detonated the plastic bomb he brought. In fact, the seven people did not have many bombs tied to them, only more than 100 kilograms. But for people in BC, this burst of thunder from the ground was like a punishment from heaven, which was really terrible.
Before a cup of tea was available, the surprised person turned out to be Zhang Qilu. At this moment, part of the impact of the bomb explosion had been eliminated, and several hundred-man cavalry teams were organized and began to charge towards Zhang Qilu and the people behind him.
Zhang Qilu took out a jade seal from his arms. This jade seal was somewhat similar to the Tianshi Seal he held before, but it was different. The difference was that this jade seal
The seal is much larger.
Zhang Qilu's voice reciting a curse echoed throughout the sky.
"The phoenix soars, destroying the filth in all directions, the golden boy guides it, the jade maid waits beside it, pays homage to the emperor, pays homage to the Jade Emperor, all evils are cut off, the bad luck is removed, the evil spirits are quickly descended into the sky, the evil spirits are dead, the generals and gods are walking down the path of the clouds Gang. The stars are moving around, and the three lights are flickering. Honor my talisman and purify the ten directions! Disciple, I sincerely ask the Phoenix to destroy the filth! Imperial order!"
The power of this body exceeds Zhang Qilu's imagination. If Master Zhang is a banished immortal or an earthly immortal, now this Taoist Zhang should be a true immortal, able to activate the power of nature at will. The words he spoke at this moment were like the heavenly constitution. This kind of shock to the soul is absolutely no less than the explosion of the previous 100 kilogram bomb.
The cavalry who had already begun to charge could not control so much. At this moment, their red veins entered their pupils, and their pupils were filled with blood. They were already dominated by killing.
They were very close, and Zhang Qilu could clearly see the face of the cavalryman at the front. The cavalryman raised his sword. He was about to collide with Zhang Qilu.
Suddenly a golden light appeared in front of Zhang Qilu. A five-colored giant bird appeared in front of everyone. The giant bird just waved its wings slightly, and the hundreds of cavalrymen and their mounts turned into ashes and flew away.
Zhang Qilu was also shocked at this time. What came out of this seal was not five phoenixes but a Phoenix Emperor. This Phoenix Emperor's body is covered with golden feathers, and its wings are composed of red, green, yellow, purple and white feathers. The feathers on the Phoenix Emperor's head vaguely form the character "德", the patterns on the wings form the shape of the character "righteousness", the back is the character "Li", the chest is the character "Ren", and the patterns on the abdomen are the character "信". This Phoenix Emperor exudes supreme solemnity and unparalleled dignity.
The Phoenix Emperor is huge, like a giant mountain. Compared with the previous five-headed Phoenix, it is like a giant falcon and a sparrow, completely incomparable.
Zhang Qilu's sword pointed a little ahead at this time. Fenghuang flapped his wings and swooped towards the front row of ten thousand soldiers.
Those Han troops are well-trained, but their enemies have always been humans. Now they have to face the legendary beasts. Not to mention taking action, it is very good that they have not fled.
But Fenghuang did not harm these soldiers. With a phoenix roar, the huge body passed over their heads.
"Let Zhang Liang, Chen Ping or Han Xin come out and talk to me, otherwise this bank of Wujiang River will be your burial place."
As soon as Zhang Qilu finished speaking, a huge fire broke out dozens of miles behind the Han army.
