"Hey, what should I do!"
It's not a matter of whether he should go ahead with his agreement with Xiang Yu or not.
If he met Yao Yue at this time, whether he could even survive would be a problem.
He clearly felt that the pain in his waist was different from before.
If it was a dull pain before, now it is like pins and needles.
When the feeling of exhaustion came again, he fell asleep again.
When he woke up, everything around him had not changed, and his body only improved slightly.
'Yao Yue must be in retreat, otherwise it would be impossible for there to be no movement at all. '
Shen Jie thought like this,
He now particularly hopes that she can stay in seclusion for a longer period of time. It would be best if she can only come out after he can escape.
...
Before dawn that day, Xiang Yu took a hundred or so of his men to the jungle where they were three days ago.
These 112 people are the remaining troops of his 500 general Zhou Yong who rushed out from the north of the city.
In fact, not all of the original establishment belonged to one of the thousand people led by Zhou Yong.
At that time, everyone was rushed and killed and it was so chaotic. Who cared so much?
However, after all, Xiang Yu had worked hard in Kuaiji for six years, and he also had a lot of influence in the surrounding rural areas.
Zhou Yong had previously thought of going to the nearby Maoshan Mountain to claim the mountain as king. When he learned that King Xiang had not died in the battle, he immediately raised his troops to surrender.
If there was Bole in this world, Xiang Yu would be Zhou Yong’s best friend.
He once belonged to a famous family in a small town. He had been educated and literate since he was a child.
According to normal development, you will definitely be able to become an official and a superior person in the future.
But something unexpected happened, because a local squire named Yu was selected by the county to be the county school when he was in his fifties.
This squire happened to have a bad relationship with Zhou Yong's teacher. Not only did Zhou Yong lose his place for recommendation by the county, but he also recommended Xia Zhen, who had a bad relationship with Zhou Yong.
After Xia Zhen gained power, he went crazy to take revenge on Zhou Yong's family.
In just half a year, the Zhou family not only lost their original big house, but also owed a lot of money.
He was even reduced to working as a grinder for the youngest son of a landlord.
If King Xiang hadn't reused him when he recruited talents on a large scale, he would probably still be working in the landlord's house, working in the lowest and most despicable business.
There is a saying from ancient times to the present: Those who destroy a person's future can't eliminate the hatred in his heart even if he whips his corpse and destroys his bones.
Similarly, in times of crisis, giving a future to young people who have no hope for the future, every time those people think of this, many will sincerely want to repay those who have helped them.
At noon, there was no sign of his master. Xiang Yu went deep into the woods to practice the martial arts secrets his master had given him.
But he was always a little restless in his heart, and from time to time he would look at that open area through several layers of woods.
Especially in the afternoon, Xiang Yu was sweating profusely from practicing. He walked out of the forest, took the water bottle handed over by Zhou Yong and drank a lot.
He said to his uncle: "Master hasn't come yet. Will it be like six years ago? Will he not come?"
As he waited impatiently, he thought of the scene a few years ago. He and Xiaochuan led a large group of apprentices to clean up Kuaiji Mountain, but in the end they did not wait for the master to come.
With his bold and cheerful character, he naturally wouldn't choke even thinking about it.
Xiang Liang immediately scolded: "Yu'er, don't talk nonsense. Even if your master doesn't come, there are still urgent matters. You must remember in the future, don't be too impetuous in anything you do. "
Seeing that Yu'er was a little dissatisfied with him, Xiang Liang thought that if his master could just say a word to him, it would be more useful than if he said something to him every day.
As he gets older, Yu'er doesn't even listen to what he, an old man, says.
He said in a gentler tone: "Yu'er, you have to remember that since you worship an immortal as your teacher, you are no longer a mortal. As long as you learn the techniques from your master, our Xiang family will regain its former glory. Glory is not just around the corner.”
This sentence reached Xiang Yu's heart, and he felt that his uncle's high expectations for him seemed to be even higher.
"I'm going to continue practicing." Xiang Yu said.
"That's right. The most important thing for you now is to practice the martial arts that your master has given you." Xiang Liang nodded.
Although Xiang Yu didn't say anything else, he was obviously more motivated than before.
Xiang Liang looked at his back as he left quickly and touched his beard with some relief.
They would never have thought that the man who became the savior of Xiang Yu's uncle and nephew would
At this time, I was lying down beside a small river with fast flowing water underground. I finally managed to use my right hand to scoop out a small palm's worth of water from the river. I shook it again halfway. Some of it fell, and it was finally brought to the mouth. It only moistened the dry and cracked lips.
