Xiang An didn't take Fan Kuai seriously at first. After traveling across the Central Plains for several years, he rarely encountered an opponent except Xiang Yu. Especially after Xiang Liang died in Dingtao and his original strength returned, there were basically no generals left in his hands. Ten moves passed.
But now, although Xiang An cannot fully display his strength without riding a horse or holding a big beryllium, this Fan Kuai...
It was dangerous every time, but he did manage to cope with Xiang An's frequent and heavy chops and thrusts. Now, it has lasted for thirty rounds.
Xiang An felt pain in his chest, and he couldn't help but frown, squeezed his eyes, and slowed down his movements for a moment.
"Flaw!" Fan Kuai immediately seized this opportunity, pulled away and took the sword straight towards Xiang An's chest.
Xiang An withdrew his long sword, blocked it on his chest, and parried Fan Kuai's sword. However, Fan Kuai missed the blow and quickly retreated back. He grabbed the last horse and forced back several people who wanted to surround him. The soldiers of Chu followed the footsteps of Liu Ji and Zhang Liang and fled westward.
"Tsk..." Xiang An couldn't help but feel a little sweat on his head.
He put his hand on his chest. Now that he was not wearing armor, he could already see that the color of the brown clothes had darkened a little, and the blood had seeped into the clothes.
"We all told you not to exercise strenuously if you are injured." Xiang Yu came up from behind Xiang An and said as he walked.
"Brother..." Xiang An stood up and showed a somewhat uncomfortable expression.
Since the Battle of Julu, Xiang An has not rested. Although Xiang Yu has not rested either, Xiang Yu has never exercised strenuously. Xiang An once again exercised in the Battle of Zhangshui that followed the Battle of Julu. He went all out to give Jin Qixiu a justifiable ending, but because of this, the injuries left by the Julu battle have not been resolved for a long time.
After all, no one can help them "adjust" now.
"It doesn't matter, we have got the answer we want to know, and that's enough." Xiang Yu shook his head, "The key is to heal your injuries quickly."
"Why?" Xiang An wanted to ask, "Isn't there no war in the future?", but because of the severe pain in his chest, Xiang An could only grimace. When he came to his senses, Xiang Yu had already left and was standing beside Xiang An. Next to An were Xiang Jing and Zi Juan.
"Second brother, are you okay?" Zijuan looked at Xiang An worriedly, the blood stains on his chest were shocking.
"I'll call the military doctor." Xiang Jing walked away before Xiang An could answer.
In fact, Xiang An was not injured in the battle of Julu. Even in the subsequent battles, Xiang An was not injured. The source of the wound on his chest was that the broken ribs in the battle of Julu were poked out and stuffed back. It took a lot of effort from the boss.
Shaking his head, Xiang An let out a long sigh: "It's okay, I'm a little proud. After all, the heroes in the world cannot be underestimated."
"Where are the princes? Is the banquet still going on?"
"It's almost time to leave." Zijuan's eyes were still focused on Xiang An's chest, extremely worried, "Now that the protagonists are gone, they just came to have a meal. Why are they still here after the meal? Second brother Are you really okay?"
"It's okay. It should be fine if you hug it again. After all, the bones have grown back." Xiang An scratched his head and smiled bitterly, "Sure enough, if you leave it alone, problems will arise..."
"General." A familiar voice sounded from beside him.
"Oh, Old Han." Xiang An looked up and found that it was Han Xin walking towards this side. "If you have anything to do, let's talk about it later. I'll take care of the wound."
Han Xin nodded. He did have something to discuss with Xiang An, but it was not an important matter.
"Xiao Si, you go to Big Brother's side first." Xiang An patted Zi Juan on the shoulder, "I'll be there in a moment."
"Okay, let's heal your injury quickly." Zijuan was still a little worried, but since Xiang An said so, it is true that business is more important.
...
Half an hour later, the night was already dark, but there were still too many people who had not closed their eyes.
After Liu Ji ran a long way, he looked back and found that no one was catching up. He was completely relieved and slowed down.
"General, it looks like it's safe..." There was a river not far ahead. Zhang Liang looked at the river, exhaled and wiped the cold sweat from his head.
"Lao Fan..." Liu Ji gritted his teeth and looked worriedly to the east, in the direction of Hongmen.
"General Fan will be fine." Zhang Liang comforted symbolically, "Maybe he has escaped now."
Shaking his head, Liu Ji didn't want to accept these words.
"What do you think of the ovary this time?"
"Xiang Yu is probably just testing. That Fan Zeng is the one who really wants to kill you, the general..." Zhang Liang dismounted from his horse, held the reins, looked at the sparkling river water, and never stopped sighing, " Otherwise, how could a thousand-mile horse kicking the clouds and rushing waves fail to catch up with us?"
Liu Ji also dismounted and stood by the river without saying a word, with his hands behind his back.
"What should we do next?" Zhang Liang followed Liu Ji and asked, "Judging from Xiang Yu's attitude, General, your position as King of Guanzhong should be gone."
"That's all a false reputation. It's gone when it's gone." Shaking his head, Liu Ji looked at it openly, "I didn't take it seriously in the first place."
"What really makes me uncomfortable is what we got..."
"This time, I'm afraid I have to hand it all over."
Zhang Liang was silent for a moment and smiled bitterly: "You survived, so you have to use something in exchange."
"Go back and organize the army." Shaking his head, Liu Ji turned around with a disappointed look on his face, "Our army withdrew from Xianyang and retreated to Bashang. Everything in Xianyang, including Ziying, the emperor's motorcade and so on. Leave them all to Xiang Yu, and our army will also obey Xiang Yu's dispatch."
"Including the city we control, give it all to him, give it all to him."
As he said these words, he seemed to have lost all his strength.
...
"Old Han, tell me, there is no one else here." Xiang An said, with his upper body naked and a large number of bandages wrapped around his angular muscles, looking at Han Xin.
"General, Xin has been thinking deeply during this period, and he still believes that the general can get a better world without your brother." Han Xin hesitated, but he still said it, bowed his hands, and lowered his head.
"Why do you say such things again?" Xiang An frowned, a little unhappy, "What happened this time?"
"There is an undercurrent at this banquet, but the general has been undecided. Different from the previous arbitrary and reckless behavior, he also appears indecisive. Although Xin also knows that the general may have his own considerations, but..." Han Xin faced He looked embarrassed, sighed, and didn't say anything, just cupped his hands.
"You, you just think too much." Xiang An shook his head helplessly, "Don't mention this matter again, there will be no war soon."
