Xiang An slowly opened his eyes.
What appears in those bright eyes is understanding and sadness.
"This is the seal that my father left in my brother and I before he died." He said slowly.
Xiang Yu put his hand on his chest and said the words almost exactly the same as Xiang An even though he was hundreds of miles away.
"The condition for this seal to be released is that my uncle, not Xiang Liang, dies." Xiang Yu raised his head and spoke calmly.
What is reflected in his childlike face is calmness, even indifference.
After thinking for a few seconds, Xiang Yu hesitated. The hand that wanted to touch Wu Zui dropped down, pulled the reins, got on his horse, and continued to move towards Dingtao.
Xiang An raised his head and took a long breath, as if he was choking, not wanting the tears hanging in the corners of his eyes to fall down his face.
Pulling the reins of Tuan Chi, Xiang An didn't say a word, but patted Tuan Chi's big neck. Tuan Chi seemed to be able to feel Xiang An's emotions, and neighed softly and rubbed it with his soft nose. Rubbing Xiang An's face, it seemed to be comforting Xiang An.
Turning over on the horse, Xiang An clamped his legs under the horse's belly. With sadness in his eyes, Xiang An continued to move towards Dingtao.
I remembered everything, but even so, I was still sad and I still wanted to cry.
This is my right as a human being, this is my proof of being a human being.
Dad, uncle
Gritting his teeth, Xiang An wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand.
Xiang Yu has arrived outside the battlefield in Dingtao.
Not only the troops brought out of the city by Xiang Liang, but also the defenders of Dingtao City who came to support later were lost in this war.
It's no exaggeration to say that half of Xi Chu's life was ruined.
Nearly half of the army was killed directly outside Dingtao City, with corpses covered in a thick layer.
Xiang Yu got off Wu Zui and wandered confusedly and unconsciously in the battlefield that was still filled with the unpleasant smell of gunpowder smoke and billowing black smoke.
"Xi Chu"
His tone was cold and emotionless, making it impossible to tell what he meant when he called out this name.
Turning his head to glance at the towering wall of Dingtao City, Xiang Yu opened his mouth, then turned back and lowered his head slightly.
He stopped.
Xiang Yu was particularly familiar with that corpse.
"Uncle." Xiang Yu opened his mouth, and there was still a hint of warmth in Xiang Yu's voice.
He knelt down in front of Xiang Liang's body and lowered his head.
"Uncle." He called again, a little distracted.
In the distance, there was another heavy sound of horse hooves.
The flames of war have been extinguished, and even support is already too late.
Following Xiang An were Xiang Yu's generals and troops.
Xiang An rushed into the messy battlefield like crazy. From a distance, he saw Xiang Yu kneeling on the pile of corpses. Xiang An's heart couldn't help but stop for a beat.
Almost falling off Turbulent's back, Xiang An rolled around on the ground twice, but managed to stand up again. He ran to Xiang Yu's side with his mouth half-opened, panting heavily, and looked at the man lying on the ground. Xiang Liang.
Xiang Liang closed his eyes and lay there silently.
"Uncle, uncle" Xiang An's childish eyes were trembling, and he stretched out his hands and hung them in the air.
Xiang Yu knelt beside Xiang An in silence, just lowering his head and saying nothing.
Xiang An's hands were still pressed on Xiang Liang's stiff shoulders.
"uncle"
His voice trembled, and tears fell from Xiang An's eyes to Xiang Liang's face, leaving two white marks.
Sad, extremely sad.
"Big Brother and Second Brother" Xiang Jing's panicked and frightened voice came from not far away.
Xiang An raised his head absentmindedly, the raging tears just flowing silently, and his head was shaking unconsciously.
The preparation of the battlefield has been completed, and everyone is gathering in Dingtao City at this time.
The soldier who took over the post of Huang Xiaozhong's messenger was named Yang Xiaohan, and he was now riding a fast horse in the direction of Xutai.
The general died, his backbone was broken, and King Huai of Chu had a heavy heart. Even if he didn't want to, he had to do it.
Xiang Lu, Xiang Jing and his son were kneeling on one side of Xiang Liang's coffin, Xiang Yu and Xiang An were kneeling on the other side, and Zijuan, who could not control her emotions, was lying on Xiang Liang's coffin and crying bitterly.
Xiang Bo, who was not present, was active as a grain transport officer, and Xiang Yu had already sent soldiers to inform him of the bad news.
The corners of Xiang An's mouth were still trembling and his eyes were half-closed.
Xiang Yu suddenly stood up and walked out.
"Brother" Xiang An was stunned, glanced at Xiang Lu and Zijuan, suddenly remembered something, stood up and walked out of the room.
Xiang Yu walked to the side of the pavilion and suddenly jumped to the top of the house.
Xiang An pursed his lips, followed Xiang Yu, and also jumped onto the house.
The moon was sparse, and the cold moonlight shone on the ground and on the shoulders of the two brothers, lengthening their shadows.
Xiang Yu sat on the tiles, looked up at the bright moon, and said nothing.
"Brother, will you remember what happened in the past?" Xiang An asked with sadness in his voice.
"As expected, you have remembered it, Yishi Xiang An." Xiang Yu lowered his head and said in an emotionless voice.
Xiang An sighed, walked to Xiang Yu's side, and sat down.
Neither brother knew what to say, so they just sat quietly.
"Brother, what should we do next?" Xiang An put his elbows on his knees and his head hung deeply.
"Gather the army, march to the south of Huai River, and wait for the king's next order." Xiang Yu replied, "We have lost too many troops now. In order to avoid further conflicts between Zhang Han and us, we can only retreat."
Xiang An's hands couldn't help but clenched tightly, and the friction between skin and skin made a tooth-piercing sound.
Angry, sad, but to no avail.
Even though emotion is greater than reason and anger has already filled Xiang An's chest, he still knows one thing
If we act rashly now, we will completely destroy Chu.
Xiang Yu glanced at Xiang An.
"Now that you have recalled the past, you should still remember the meaning of our birth, right? Xiang An, Kuaiji Yishi."
"You call me Kuaiji Yishi?" Xiang An looked at Xiang Yu blankly, seeming a little confused, but then he also showed a hint of understanding.
"Ah, I remember. How could I forget Kuaiji Zero Type, my eldest brother?"
"We are machines, salvation machines."
"The meaning of our birth is to enable the Central Plains to stabilize and survive." Xiang An raised his head, looked into Xiang Yu's eyes, and said.
"It's good that you still remember, my brother." Xiang Yu nodded, looked away from Xiang An's face, and raised his head.
Xiang An was a little confused, so he sighed, shook his head, stood up, jumped off the roof, and walked towards the room where Xiang Liang's coffin was placed.
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