Zi Huai was stunned for a moment on the huge Dong'a battlefield, feeling at a loss with the standard spear in his hand.
"Hey! What are you doing! Don't you want to live anymore!" Pao Ze, who was in the same tent, yelled and helped Zi Huai defend against another Qin soldier's attack, his face full of eagerness.
"Ah." Zi Huai was startled, recovered, and cooperated with Pao Ze to kill the Qin soldier.
"What are you thinking about, kid!? This is a battlefield! No one can protect you! The only one who can protect you is yourself!" The Chu soldier who was in the same camp as Zi Huai was named Huo Qi. He was roaring filial piety with a red face and thick neck. After saying this, he turned around and left.
On the battlefield, if you have no time to spare, there is always something you need to do.
Zihuai pursed her lips, gritted her teeth, and started fighting Qin Zu again.
But his attention always stayed on Zijuan.
Zijuan spun the spear in her hand and galloped on the battlefield with her horse. Her expression was fierce, but she still had the beauty of a woman.
"Sister Ahua..." Zijuan murmured, but the movement of her hand was not slow at all, and she stabbed a Qin soldier to death while panting.
"Drink -" Zijuan shot out her spear like a dragon, and with her horse, she reached forward and pocketed the life of a Qin soldier, and then pulled back to block the attack of another Qin soldier.
Although the Chu army clearly had the advantage, there were still many soldiers who could not hold back the Qin soldiers, and they did not seem to intend to surrender.
Zijuan rode on horseback to defeat several Qin soldiers and was defeated. The people of Zihuai were dumbfounded.
"Sister Ahua...is she that strong?"
Xiang Yu frowned and smashed the Tianlong city-breaking halberd at the gate of Dong'a City. The gate that had been blocked by the siege wood for a long time was directly smashed open by Xiang Yu.
Xiang Yu's body carried a strong evil spirit: "Kill! Leave no one alive!"
There are not many civilians left in this city. It is completely a military fortress. Therefore, Xiang Yu's decision after conquering it was...
Massacre the city.
...
When the battlefield in Dong'a broke out, White Horse also started fighting.
"Liang Ning, you're on the east side!" Although Xiang An led the way, he still occasionally looked back at the entire battlefield, "Pay attention to the water! Don't let any spies escape!"
Xiang An's troops were divided into three groups, and Xiang Lu and Liang Ning harassed them from the gates on both sides.
He didn't want the news that he had changed his offensive route to spread, so spreading his troops was a helpless move.
So what he can do now is to capture a gate as soon as possible and enter the city to fight in the streets.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a panicked Qin soldier on the edge of the battlefield who seemed to be trying to leave on horseback.
With a cold snort, Xiang An threw away his big beryllium, and then without looking up, he reached behind him with both hands.
It only takes one second to draw a bow and set an arrow.
Xiang An's shooting skills are quite strong. Although he is not as good as Xiang Jing, the marksman, he is not far behind.
In fact, Xiang An basically doesn't have to worry about weapons. He can do more than just beryllium and guns. All other weapons can exert considerable power as long as they are held in his hands. For example, when he was in Pangshan , he casually picked up a hoe and was able to injure the tiger who was controlled by the alien will.
so......
The sharp arrow left the string, and the Qin soldiers who wanted to escape from the battlefield fell instantly.
Putting the long bow back on his back, Xiang An happened to catch the large beryllium he had just thrown, and continued to kill randomly on the battlefield.
The Great Beryllium Theory may not be as good as Xiang Yu's Tianlong City-Breaking Halberd in a single battle, but in a group battlefield...
After Xiang An cleared a road, the siege wood came up, and soon the wall of Baima City was broken.
All that's left to do is simple.
...
evening.
Xiang An stood on the wall of Baima City, looking at the roaring yellow river, and couldn't help but feel depressed.
In his memory, someone seemed to have said that his home lived next to the rolling yellow river.
"General, are you thinking about something?"
Xiang An turned around and thought it was Han Xin, but unexpectedly it was Liao Ye.
He looked away and nodded stiffly: "I'm...thinking about something, something that happened a long time ago."
"How long?" Liao Ye lay down next to Xiang An and looked at the river with Xiang An.
"It's been quite a long time. It's been so long...I haven't returned to the Xiang family yet." There was a trace of nostalgia in Xiang An's expression.
The guy who was bickering with me in the basin and the rain forest is now buried in Kuaiji.
"It's been so long." Liao Ye smacked his lips, "In other words, you, the general at that time, were still inhumane?"
The corner of Xiang An's mouth twitched violently: "What nonsense are you talking about... It's still a little bit, otherwise it would be impossible to argue with that guy Wen Ju."
Liao Ye is also considered a very close person to Xiang An. He has been with Xiang An for so many years. Apart from being unable to make suggestions, he is almost as good as Fan Zeng to Xiang Liang, so Xiang An also told Liao Ye the real story. I am not afraid of Liao Ye's rumor, after all, not many people will believe it.
"Wen Ju is... the mysterious-faced ghost who brought General you and the General home?" Although Liao Ye was tall, his face showed a curious look like a child.
"Ah, that's right." Xiang An's eyes became silent again and he nodded.
"He is from the State of Zhao. He was originally a Zhao soldier. Later, when the State of Zhao lost the war with the State of Qin, he fled back to his hometown."
"His hometown...is right here."
Xiang An pointed to the river, and the yellow water roared, stirring up turbulent waves.
"Beside the river..." Liao Ye murmured, also looking at the river, he couldn't help but feel a little...lost.
"He told my father that because he was born next to a yellow river, he always thought that his blood was yellow. It wasn't until the war started that he realized that his blood was red." Xiang An lowered his head. , did not look at the river again, but just said that maybe it was for Liao Ye, and perhaps for myself.
"The war has brought too much pain to the Central Plains."
Xiang An grasped the edge of the city wall with a slight force, and there happened to be a gap in the city wall next to his hand.
"The peaceful and prosperous age I pursue is not for my personal martial arts, nor for my position as the leader of the world." Xiang An raised his head, looked at the sky, thinking of Xiang Chao, Wen Ju, and Xiang Liang.
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"I just-"
"I just want a Central Plains without so much pain."
"I know how painful it is to lose, so I don't want others to feel the pain of war."
"Many ancestors have paid a lot for this, and I——"
"You have to do it."
Xiang An's voice was slightly choked, his eyes opened angrily, and he looked up at the sky.
"What I said was definitely not because of some salvation machine program, but because of me——"
"Sincere wishes and expectations!"
"I will give everything for this."
Intellectual people speak truthfully.
