Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Millennial Soul of the Ancient Battlefield
Xiang Yu decided to leave after staying at Nangong's house for nearly two weeks. But it's not going home, and before he goes home, he has one more thing he has to do.
Nangong Xiaobao sent him away, this time even Nangong Wufeng rarely came forward to send Xiang Yu in person, and Nangong Qing gritted his teeth when he saw Xiang Yu.
"Master, take care." Nangong Xiaobao is very reluctant, although he has been very fortunate in the past few days, he really feels that he is getting stronger. So from the bottom of his heart, he didn't want Xiang Yu to leave.
Xiang Yu patted Xiaobao on the shoulder, and didn't say anything to urge, in terms of consciously practicing martial arts, Xiang Yu didn't worry about Nangong Xiaobao being lazy at all, he was a person who wanted to become stronger, and he was still an authentic martial arts idiot. Although this kind of person can't play tricks and tricks, his strength will one day be so strong that it will make people look sideways.
"Gone so soon, this princess hasn't been fixed yet, you bastard." Nangong Qing muttered so that others could not hear what he was saying.
Nangong Wufeng said with a smile: "I heard that you will still come to Tiandu to go to school, and you can also come to my Nangong house at any time when the time comes, welcome." ”
When she heard that Xiang Yu would come to Tiandu, Nangong Qing's eyes turned, as if she had thought of something, and suddenly laughed gloomily.
"I'll go first." Xiang Yu waved his hand and sat in the car arranged for him by the Nangong family.
A few people also said goodbye.
The car started, and soon left Nangong's house, the destination, Anqiu City!
Anqiu City, the battlefield of the Battle of Weishui thousands of years ago. Xiang Yu did not go back to Xiang's house directly, but chose to take a trip to Anqiu, and the trip to Anqiu City was to worship the best subordinate and brother of the year, Long Ji.
"Mr. Xiang, do you need me to do anything?" When he arrived in Anqiu City, the driver politely asked Xiang Yu.
"You go back to Tiandu first, I'll fly home after I'm done here." Xiang Yu's driver nodded, carrying four bottles of high-purity liquor in his hand, and walked towards the vague Weishui Ancient Battlefield in his impression.
The driver nodded, said goodbye and drove away, Xiang Yu's mood became a little heavy after getting out of the car.
Long He has accompanied him from birth to death for many years, and the two have grown up together since childhood, and the relationship between them is not bad at all compared to that of brothers. In the end, he was defeated by Han Xin and died in the Battle of Weishui.
This is an eternal pain in Xiang Yu's heart.
I only remember that I have only cried twice in my life, once when I was surrounded by the Han army and unable to protect Yu Ji, and once when I was a dragon and died in Weishui, the bad news directly caused Xiang Yu to suffer a huge blow and cry bitterly.
At this time, Xiang Yu's mind was full of dragons and wearing armor to kill the enemy, no one could do it, his momentum was like a rainbow, and his eyes were a little red.
It is a desolate hill with only one lonely tomb. This is one of the tombs identified by archaeologists, they can't be sure, but Xiang Yu clearly knows that this is it.
The battlefield of the Battle of Weishui was now a wilderness in the suburbs of Anqiu City.
"The head of the five tiger generals..."Xiang Yu stood in front of the tomb and closed his eyes slightly, "The official worships Sima, all of them are useless!" He yelled in a gaffe. Fortunately, there are not many people around, otherwise I am afraid that others will think of me as crazy.
Xiang Yu's chest was getting hotter and hotter, he took two more steps forward, and suddenly his chest cramped, and his face twisted!
"Long And, the world says that you are the only fierce general who can block Xiang Yu's several moves! Say that you are a brutal person who is nothing more than Xiang Yu! After a thousand years, Lao Tzu is not dead, how can you leave me! Even if I, Xiang Yu, really defeat Liu Bang and unify the Quartet, I can't let you become under one person and above ten thousand, what's the point!? ”
He got down on one knee and covered his chest with one hand. In the other hand, he took out a few bottles of liquor.
A lonely grave with a wordless tablet carved on it.
"I'm here to drink with you......" Xiang Yu's eyes were full of bitterness, and he no longer cared how bad his alcohol was. Directly opened the wine and poured it in front of the grave, and after pouring a bottle, he took out his own wine, directly blocked the mouth of the bottle, and drank it.
A whole bottle of liquor, he didn't pause, and drank it all at once. After drinking, my whole head was extremely dizzy, and I just felt that the world was spinning...
The pain in his chest seemed to have eased quite a bit, but he didn't even notice anything unusual in his body.
He went to take out another bottle, poured it in front of the tomb, and opened his mouth with wine: "Our brother has been fighting wine from childhood to adulthood... This... This time it's going to be a winner! …”
He drank another bottle himself, only to feel that the world was turned upside down, and everything had countless shadows.
In front of the tomb, there seemed to be a constant tremor of the earth, as if something was about to break through the ground.
Xiang Yu was suddenly undecided and continued to talk nonsense. At this moment, he was already in danger, but he didn't know it. This body is not a previous life, and it can't withstand the stimulation of two bottles of high-purity liquor at all. His head was a little burned.
"The dragon died in 203 BC... A figure of the era of the Chu-Han controversy in China. Xiang Yu's subordinates. 206 BC... Liu Bang, the king of Han, raised troops to pacify the three Qins, and the Chu general Long and Wei Xiangxiang failed in the battle with the Han general Guan Ying in the south of Dingtao. In 204 BC, Long and Xiang Sheng attacked Huainan and broke the Tubu army. He fled to the Han Army. In October 203 BC, Han Xin pacified Linzi, and Xiang Yu sent Long He to lead 200,000 troops to attack Han Xin... In November, Long and Han Xin faced off in Weishui... Han Xin piled earth bags on the Weishui River at night to build a dam to block the water. Han Xin led his army to attack the dragon army in the middle of the crossing, pretending to be defeated. Long and shouted: "Gu Zhixin is also cowardly." "Lead the army in pursuit. Han Xin broke the weir and drowned the dragon and the army, Han Xin counterattacked, and the dragon was killed. ”
Xiang Yu finished reading this modern recorded history, laughed until tears fell, halfway through the laughter, his eyes rolled, his whole heart cramped violently, his eyes widened, stretched out his hand, and seemed to want to lean forward against the tombstone, but in the end he just closed his eyes weakly and fell to the ground with a bang.
There was no one around, only an alcoholic who had fallen into a coma due to alcohol poisoning.
The sky suddenly became depressed, and in a moment, the clouds were thick!
Bang! After the lightning, the huge thunder pillar slammed straight into the earthen tomb in front of Xiang Yu, and all the dirt was completely exploded at this moment, and there was a scorched smell.
Xiang Yu fell to the ground unconsciously, the rain and dirt hit his body, and his face had a bleak taste for no reason.
Heaven and earth seem to have changed!
Thousands of miles away on a street, an old beggar who was sleeping lazily in a corner of the city suddenly opened his somewhat cloudy eyes, looked up at the sky, and the slightest raindrop fell. He closed his eyes, and a trace of compassion flashed on his ravine-ravine face: "Ziwei Xingdou, break the army and return to the world!" ”
The tomb exploded, and a rugged figure in black armor slowly opened his eyes! This man's face is broad and long, with thick eyebrows, and his eyes are like brass bells. The body is close to the altitude of one meter nine, and the whole body faintly exudes a terrifying killing aura!
Eyes like a thunderbolt!
"I... Not... Death..."The soldier in armor raised his head, suddenly saw the man who was currently unconscious, and his mouth moved twice unconsciously: "Who is this...... This is...... This is Xiang Wang... It's the breath of the king......"
"King Xiang... Xiang Wang! ”
The man in the ancient armor woke up like a dream, like a gust of wind, and instantly walked to Xiang Yu's side and hugged the unconscious Xiang Yu.
Looking at this person's face, although it was different from King Xiang's face, he just had a strong feeling that this was King Xiang!
"King Xiang, what's wrong with you, the dragon will save you!" He lifted Xiang Yu's body and let him sit cross-legged in front of him, his hands unexpectedly emitting a blood-red halo. A generation of tiger generals is full of eagerness at the moment. As he moved, the dust on his body also fell under the raindrops, and the black rough skin on his body could be seen.
Sticking to Xiang Yu's back, the blood-red color continued to spread to Xiang Yu's body along the arm of the armored man's thick thigh, which was close to the thigh of an ordinary person.
In a coma, Xiang Yu's hand moved slightly.
(The second update, maybe two more today, go write the third update, I will send it out as much as possible, you don't have to wait.) Because the train of thought is not very smooth. )