Xiang Yu rode on Wu Zhui's back, somewhat silent.
He thought that he would not be sad if Xiang Jing died.
"Lord Xiang Yu..." Poppy rode another horse and walked slowly beside Xiang Yu, with a hint of sad pleading in her expression.
The third child was dead, there was no doubt that she was dead, and she really didn't want to see Xiang Yu die too.
"Yu..." Xiang Yu glanced at Poppy, raised his hand and gently touched Poppy's face, but his eyes fell down.
"I thought I was a machine with no emotion, but now it seems... I'm not so pure..." His tone was full of sadness and self-deprecation, accompanied by a long sigh.
"Then you..." There was a hint of hope in Meiren's eyes, and she couldn't help but pull Xiang Yu's sleeve.
Xiang Yu raised his head, looked into Poppy's eyes, and shook his head gently.
Poppy's eyes became sad again and she lowered her head.
"Really...is there no other way?" Poppy's voice was dull and seemed to be choking, "We...we can leave the Central Plains, we can cross the sea and go to other places—— "
"Yu." Xiang Yu gently interrupted Poppy's words, with a smile on his face.
Poppy looked at the smiling Xiang Yu with trembling eyes, tears uncontrollably appearing in the corners of her eyes.
"Yu...I know..."
Xiang Yu said nothing and patted Poppy on the back.
The two men led the Xichu army behind them and withdrew towards Gaixia in the east.
...
"Well--"
Fan Hui was forced back by Zi Juan, and a scratch appeared on his face. He gritted his teeth and looked at the female general standing on the horse, feeling extremely unwilling.
The bravery of Xiang Yu and Xiang An is known all over the world. The river that was diverted by the two men in Dongjun City is the best proof of their personal strength.
No one can be a match for these two people. Even Fan Hui himself doesn't think he can compete with those two monsters.
But war is not something that can be dominated by personal force, not to mention that Xiang An's injuries after the battle in Dongjun City were so serious that he could no longer fight with all his strength.
The present moment is the best opportunity for Beichu, and this is also true for Han.
The army led by Han Xin, after abandoning the north, moved at full speed towards the south, leaving only a small group of troops in the north to carry out sheep attacks to attract attention. In this era of limited information, this intelligence wanted to be passed on to Xiang Xiang. Ann's ears were ringing for a long time.
And this period of time is Han's best opportunity.
Ren Ao and Fan Hui never thought that they could defeat the main force of Bei Chu directly on the frontal battlefield, let alone kill Xiang An, the king of Bei Chu, on the battlefield. Their goal was——
Zijuan.
Zijuan is of great significance to Beichu, both in terms of strategic and symbolic significance.
She was a young woman in her early twenties, but she shouldered the responsibilities of Northern Chu's Taiwei and General, and she was no worse than Xiang An.
Defeating the Three Qi Dynasties, destroying Yan, and conquering Liaodong, there is no doubt that Zijuan was not the main force in these major events in Northern Chu, because Xiang An's own energy was involved in the Northern Chu Palace in Linzi, and Northern Chu had no logistical talent. , the internal affairs were basically shouldered by Xiang An. This situation did not get better until Jiang Ming arrived.
If Zijuan could be allowed to die here, it would be a great victory for Han.
For this reason, it doesn't matter even if Fan Hui and Ren Ao both die.
Ren Ao was sitting in the army, commanding the battle, attracting Xiang An's attention, while Fan Hui was hiding in the vanguard, looking for opportunities to kill Zijuan, and using Ren Ao's death to gain opportunities for Fan Hui, this was not good. The two strategic people came up with the best solution.
but--
Zijuan's frontal combat effectiveness exceeded Fan Hui's imagination.
“Death is coming ahhhhh——!
! "Zi Juan jumped up, as fast as crazy, and launched an attack on Fan Hui.
"Uh - this woman -" Fan Hui tried his best to resist Zijuan's attack, his silver teeth seeming to bleed.
Fan Hui is very strong. He has fought both Xiang Yu and Xiang An. He fought with Xiang An several times without losing. He even fought Xiang Yu for dozens of rounds on the frontal battlefield before being defeated, and then was killed by Xia Houying. Rescued.
Zijuan's bloodshot eyes widened, and the pressure she put on Fan Hui made Fan Hui vaguely think of Xiang Yu.
Ping——
"Uh-ahhhh-"
With a sweep in the air, the spear swept away Fan Hui's attack, and Fan Hui couldn't help but feel a burst of sadness in his heart.
Damn it, it was obviously a strategy that was finally figured out, but now that Brother Ren is dead, could it be——
Am I going to be in front and delay the opportunity that Brother Ren fought for for me with his life? ?
On the determination to win——
"Ah ah ah ah ah--!
! "
Fan Hui roared, and with the power of Zijuan's blow, he lowered his body and dismounted, avoiding Zijuan's stab at his heart.
I, the great Han Fan Hui, will not lose to anyone!
!
"Shoot arrows at me!
! "
Pulling away from Zijuan and spitting blood, Fan Hui looked fiercely at Zijuan who was standing opposite him.
Zijuan stood still on the ground, Zaoji was standing behind her, but Zijuan did not ride on Zaoji's back again, but panted heavily.
"Hey--"
When he had a moment of leisure, Fan Hui rushed forward, with Da Ge coming from top to bottom and striking towards Zijuan with great force.
Zijuan bit her tongue and forced herself to wake up. She blocked Fan Hui's attack with her spear, then leaned forward and stepped forward.
However......
On horseback, Zijuan had an absolute advantage, but when dismounted, Fan Hui would not give Zijuan a chance to mount again.
Fan Hui suppressed Zijuan.
But Zijuan also has the power to fight back.
Swinging her gun violently, Zijuan's body spun and the cold light stabbed Fan Hui's head from the side of her head.
Zijuan used Xiang An's one-style carbine rifle from childhood to adulthood.
Fan Hui forced himself to avoid Zijuan's carbine with his head, and caught it with his shoulder.
Then with a sudden force, the spear pierced deeper, blood spurted out of his mouth, and the hand that abandoned Da Ge grabbed the sword at his waist.
"Xiaosi——!
! Xiang An, who was far away, felt a chill on his spine and suddenly let out a roar.
The rain of arrows is already about to fall.
"Turning, hurry up!
! "Xiang An subconsciously urged Tuanchi to rush over at full speed, but, but -
Not fast enough!
--magic!
————
Peng——
"Pfft!" The magic power brought about not faster speed, but the old wounds left on the river bank of Dongjun City.
A large mouthful of black-red blood exploded from Xiang An's mouth and nose, but he still did not slow down. Together with Tuanchi, he rushed towards Zijuan crazily.
Zijuan was stunned.
What appeared before her eyes was Zi Huai's smiling face that seemed to be relieved.
Fan Hui's face showed a smile like a winner, relieved and happy.
Poof——
“Little Four——————!
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"No!
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