It snowed late that day, and the white snowflakes fell on the tent in the dark night, making a gentle sound in the silence.

That night, neither Yu Ximo nor Xiang Yu could fall asleep. Including the hundreds of cavalry horses left under Xiang Yu.

From time to time, there was the footsteps of the patrolmen outside the tent, and they stepped heavily on my heart, turning into a desperate sound of weeping blood.

Xiang Yu tossed and turned, but finally got up with his clothes on. He sat down, took out the polished Overlord gun, and wiped it again.

"King, have a drink." Ximo also got up and knelt down beside him to pour him wine. The lights are shining, the color of the wine is shining, and it is very beautiful. Poured into the clay bowl, it was a clear cold.

Xiang Yu picked up the wine bowl, many years have passed, and his face is still handsome. As if time had come back, he was still a teenager who folded flowers for her to wear through the wall.

He drank it down, and the rest of the wine slid down his cheeks and into the hem of his robe. The liquor slashed across his throat, burning his internal organs and starting to ache. He had drunk a lot of stronger liquor than that, but he had never done it...... It's so intense that it makes people shudder.

Xiang Yu wiped the wine from the corners of his lips casually, looked at Yu Ximo beside him, and smiled slightly.

Yu Ximo looked at his eyes quietly, his eyes had double pupils, he was born different from ordinary people, and he was destined to be vigorous. The clear water and green mountains she once thought about were quiet, and she must be unfair to him. So she never spoke, just silently, followed.

When he raised the army, he also smiled like this, he said, Ximo, wait for me to come back. She nodded, and waited forever.

Later, when he came back, he returned to his hometown with great fame, and he said, Ximo, I want to marry you. She nodded, and stayed with her.

Later, he proclaimed himself the overlord of Western Chu, and he named her a beauty. She has the honorific title of poppy. There have been other women around him, who have come and gone, and she is the only one who will never change with him.

Resentment?

No complaints.

Because she loves him, she chooses not to complain.

Later after, then today.

Through the faint oil lamp, he said: "The defeat is decided, Ximo, what kind of retreat should I find for you?" ”

Ximo didn't speak, just quietly filled the wine for him, not thinking about the painful question. Under the lamp, she found that the high-spirited Western Chu Overlord in the past had his sideburns a little gray.

When has the dust settled?

He got up and lifted the curtain to see the snow fall. More than half of his life, he was once full of glory, but he disappeared like smoke. Looking back from afar, it turned out that his hands were empty, and his pride turned to ashes.

Xi Mo still didn't speak, and followed him to stand up and walk to the door of the tent, watching the snow fall, like a euphemistic song in the wind.

She didn't bother him.

She knew, and he was nostalgic.

I miss the time when I was like fire, I became famous at a young age, and I held a lot of power. He was a natural general and won every battle. Great achievements, the reputation of the overlord of Western Chu, who in the world does not know? But...... He is too outspoken and fast-talking, and does not understand scheming and strategy. Competing with Liu Bang, who is free to export lies and tricks, is doomed to failure. He calls himself "Lonely", a lonely man. Even though there are countless good generals and loyal ministers, he is still suspicious and jealous. He was lonely because he was suspicious by nature and never trusted anyone.

Even she, too.

He took her hand and sat down, still smiling. "I lost this battle, so you go and follow Liu Bang. Ximo, you are a beauty, no man can refuse a beauty. ”

Filling the wine bowl for him again, she learned from him, smiled, and was very calm in her heart, "The king hopes that Ximo is like this?" ”

He looked at Ximo, his gaze condensed. He actually wanted to kill her, and this sentence that made her follow others was just his temptation. But he won't do it, he's too soft-hearted, such a person can't be the emperor. He is the overlord of Western Chu, and he is only the overlord of Western Chu.

Sure enough, he didn't make a move, he drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, his eyes were fierce, and he seemed to have made up his mind. "Ximo ......" has a rough gentleness in his voice. Ximo, you haven't called me Ah Ji for a long time. ”

Is it after marrying him? Or after he proclaimed himself the overlord of Western Chu, she didn't call him Ah Ji like when he was young. He became her king, her one. She became one of her many concubines, at most, the most favored.

Ximo blinked, and there were faint tears in them. "Arabs."

It should be miserable, but why do you feel happy and relieved at this moment? If he is undefeated in this battle, he will still be his overlord of Western Chu in the future. But he was doomed to lose this battle, and even Lu Qianjin had already pronounced his fate. He is about to lose, and when he is at the end of his rope, he will once again be just a member of her own.

Very good.

Xiang Yu dropped the wine bowl all of a sudden, picked up the overlord gun, stepped forward, and raised his hand to stab out. The pace is a little messy/messy, the breathing is a little rapid, and even the singing voice is a bit chaotic. He is singing: "Pull out the mountains and cover the world, and the times are not good." If you don't die, you can't help it, and you can't help it! ”

There is no tragedy and generosity in the song.

He knew he was at the end of the road, but he still insisted on the final blow. He was determined to fight it, even if it was a war from which there was no return. Surrender without a fight, and live up to its reputation as brave and invincible.

The song has been repeated several times, but another voice sounded outside the tent, gradually filling the entire camp, it was Chu Ge.

His warriors, homesick. When a war is fought to the point where the warriors gradually return to their hearts, it means that they are going to be defeated.

He stopped abruptly, gasping as he thrust the Overlord into the ground, leaning against it and standing firm.

Embattled, there is no way out. There was despair in his eyes, like the eyes of the day/when they hunted tigers and wolves. But there is only despair, no fear. The heroic and fearless overlord will not be afraid.

"Ah Zhi......" Ximo called softly, walked up to him, and stroked his face. There was a faint blood mark on the side of his face, which was accidentally scratched during the fight yesterday. She leaned over and kissed the scar. Tears fell, burning people's hearts. "Ah, what are you worried about?"

Xiang Yu looked at her and reached out to wipe away the tears on her face. The calloused fingertips brushed her greasy/slippery face, "Don't cry, I hate to see women cry the most." ”

So Ximo smiled, she raised her head and smiled at him, a tragic smile with tears.

Poppy, Poppy Beauty, a well-known thing. But Xiang Yu found out at this time, what was the color in the past? There was no moment like this moment, when she smiled with tears in her eyes, and she was obviously a little wolf in the light, but in his heart she was unparalleled in her beauty.

"A, you never have to worry about me. Everyone will leave you and betray you, but I won't. She whispered in his ear, "Pick up your gun, it's for killing, it shouldn't be pointed at the ground." ”

Xiang Yu picked up the gun.

She looked at it with a smile, and the next moment, when he was stunned, she held his hand and stabbed it heavily into her lower abdomen. At that moment, he passed by, and his blood was beautiful.

"Ximo!" He hugged her, he wanted to hold her hard, but he didn't dare to hold her. He could only watch as the steady stream of blood flowed out of her, staining her goose-yellow trim and the ground beneath her.

"Forehead ......" Ximo frowned slightly, the pain in her abdomen entangled, almost stripped of all her thoughts. Blood was already spilling from the corners of her lips, and she was leaning in his arms, and he knelt on one knee with her in his arms, his eyes full of pain.

She leaned close to his ear, word by word, and said angrily: "Han soldiers...... Omitted...... Earth...... Four...... Embattled...... Song...... Sound...... King...... King...... Exhausted...... Cheap...... Concubine...... He chat...... Raw ......"

The Han soldiers have been slightly ground and embattled. The king is exhausted, and the concubine is not alive!

She replied to him in these four short sentences, Ah Ji, don't worry anymore, and don't worry about my future anymore. From the time you crossed the wall and came to me with flowers, Ximo's past and present are all related to you.

So, I'm not going to make a living. A, I want you to fight without distractions, even if I go before you.

Ximo's gaze was very calm, gentle and sad. But it soothed all the confusion and pathos in Xiang Yu's heart. He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, which were already getting cold.

"Okay, you wait for me."

She smiled contentedly and sweetly, reaching out to touch his face. She still had blood on her hands, and the blood stained her temperature, and brought it to Xiang Yu's face, which was an entanglement that she would never forget. "Albanian...... Overlord Gun on ...... Yes...... There is my blood...... Take it with you...... Go to war......"

A, the overlord gun has my blood on it. I have used my blood to wash away the despair and confusion that you should not have, so you bravely go and fight the most beautiful battle, as if I were still by your side.

He wiped away the blood splashes on Ximo's face, his eyes were like the last firelight, burning but sad.

"As you wish!"

Ximo's corpse gradually became cold, Xiang Yu put down her corpse and tidied up the clothes on her body. Then gritting his teeth, he pulled out the Overlord gun from her body.

He got up and wanted to leave, but he lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead again. This woman was still pouring herself wine just now, smiling like a flower, as if that moment was a long time. Just such a short look back, she was one step ahead of him, leaving this complicated world forever.

"Ximo, you won't like it here." He said, "I'll send you back to Gusu." ”

She just took the first step, please wait quietly for his soul to cross the thousands of rivers and mountains, go to the land of Wu where they first met, close his eyes, and never wake up again.

The dawn is in the east, and the trumpet has sounded. He could vaguely hear the sound of the soldiers and horses being reorganized, and the neighing of the horses in the distance. He got up and walked out of the tent, took the Overlord gun, and got on his horse.

He heard his own slightly hoarse roar: "Kill! ”

Tomorrow had arrived, but she couldn't see it. This one will be the last one.

If he is the eternal overlord of Western Chu in Yu Ximo's heart, even if he fails, he can't be ashamed!