PS: The top two chapters of the 6,000-word chapter

Located in the southwest corner of Wucheng, Guxu Terrace is a building built on a hill, originally a palace and now a fortress. The verdant peach of the mountains in the past www.biquge.info is now gone, and the stones and trees on the entire mountain have been cut and excavated by the people of Wu as weapons and firewood, and they look bare and lonely from afar, just like the national fortune of the Wu country.

Looking at the place where King Wu retreated last, Gou Jian was silent, and no one among the doctors and generals next to him could figure out what this king who was pursing his thin lips tightly at any time and anywhere was thinking, and they didn't dare to disturb.

As everyone knows, what Gou Jian thought of was that many years ago, it was cold on the platform of Guxu, and it was still a stone room black prison built by King Wu Lu, which was used to hold the death row prisoners of Wu State, and Gou Jian was also thrown into it for a period of time because of Wu Zixu.

The stone chamber was cold and damp, and there was no light in sight. When inside, Gou Jian couldn't even feel the passage of time, the movement and squeak of the rat was the only sound, day after day, sitting and waiting to die.

At that time, he thought about death many times, but he gritted his teeth and endured it, relying on the food of those dogs every day until Fan Li tried his best to rescue him. But this captivity made Gou Jian fall into rheumatism forever, and his joints were swollen and painful every rainy day.

The mark on the flesh is just a small thing, and more importantly, Gou Jian remembers, this is the man-made knife and I am the fish, how helpless, how helpless, how unwilling! He will remember this feeling for the rest of his life!

After that, no matter how shameful and humiliating it was: making a horse stone for her husband, giving his wife to him for humiliation, or even tasting dung for her husband with his own mouth, Gou Jian could swallow the humiliation into his stomach and turn it into a motivation to make himself hard.

It is quite easy to endure poverty, hunger, sickness, hardship, labor, beating, and scolding, and the struggle of patience and hatred can be barely resolved. The most difficult thing is that after returning to Yue Guo through all this, Gou Jian has to force himself to endure for a few more years, endure until the time is ripe and then retaliate against Wu Guo, this is the most difficult, how many times he woke up, thought of the humiliation of the past, drew his sword and rose to recruit the countrymen, but he endured it when he walked to the door.

Because he knew that the longer he endured, the more relaxed Wu Guo's vigilance would be, and the more likely his revenge would be.

During this period, he endured for fifteen years: three years as a slave, three years for Xingju, nine years for revenge, and after enduring such a long time, Gou Jian finally saw the dawn of victory: King Wu had been trapped and died on this hill!

But even so, the desire for revenge in Gou Jian's heart, which has been suppressed for a long time, has not been satisfied, and the tense spirit for more than ten years has not been relaxed.

Patience did not let him fall into madness, and at home, he turned himself into a good king, comforted the fathers and elders of the countrymen, destroyed the disobedient Yue tribes, annexed them, and devoured everything that could be devoured in order to strengthen his own power. After breaking through the state of Wu, he did not kill innocents indiscriminately because of the moment, but listened to the advice of Fan Liwen, appeased the Wu people, and tried to annex the state of Wu.

Even now, from the perspective of his courtiers, he is still a cold and harsh king.

However, when Fucha's banner finally appeared on the battlements, the ninja Goujian couldn't bear it anymore.

"Husband!" In front of the platform of Gou Jian's Prancing Horse Guxu, he shouted loudly at his old enemy on the mountain.

When Gou Jian was still a slave and a maid in Wu State, raising dogs and horses, making horse stools, and tasting dung in Gusu, whenever King Wu passed by, he had to crawl on the ground, touch his head to the surface, look at the dust raised by his husband's shoes when he passed by, and respectfully said, "I have seen the king." ”

But today, he can finally leap in front of Guxu's stage and call him by name.

Today, I am no longer a prisoner, but the victor who has come to take your society!

The platform of Guxu is not big, more than 1,000 people are on it, and it can be well defended on all sides, and it will not take half an hour for a routine inspection by the husband. Soon, as the Yue soldiers heard the shouts of Gou Jian, his bearded face peeking out from behind the battlements, protected by the last group of dead soldiers, far from the range of fire, and the crossbows of the Yue people could not hurt him in the slightest.

"Gou Jian......" looked at the short and great husband in the Yue army, the husband's eyes were complicated, his face could not see joy and anger, and his heart was only haggard, continuous defeats, the positions of the winners and losers were reversed, and the woman who had been accompanying him was also gone......

With him, only this enemy, who was once despised by him, and finally proved to be more ruthless and terrible than a poisonous snake.

It's a pity that Wu Zixu is right again, he is always right.

……

"Husband, don't come unharmed."

Seeing that after many years, Fucha met with him again, Gou Jian showed a cruel smile, only he knew that in the past fifteen years, his blank slate face and gloomy expression had hidden infinite hatred for this person.

Relying on the opportunity given by Zhao Wuxian, Gou Jian and his husband stood on the opposite side again, and fought equally for nine years. But how is that enough? Everything that the husband did to him in the past, Gou Jian had to take revenge one by one, first of all, to show him a slim hope......

He enjoyed the status of the victor on the high ground, and let people say: "Husband, if you want to surrender, the widow can spare your life as you let me go when you were in the siege of Huiji." ”

On the mountain, Fucha looked at the layers of Yue troops, no matter which direction he turned, he could see the Yue pattern banner on behalf of the Yue King flying in the wind, as well as the banners of various doctors and tribes in the Yue country.

There were about 20,000 Vietnamese troops outside, and there were less than 1,000 under Fu Cha's men, and many of them were wounded.

So when he heard Gou Jian's shout, he squeezed out an ugly smile: "Oh? How does King Yue plan to settle me? ”

At the foot of the mountain, Gou Jian asked people to surrender to King Wu, and also recruited his subordinate dead soldiers, saying: "The Wu people on the platform of Guxu, regardless of whether they have a grudge against the widow, will be spared death and return to their families...... As for the husband, the widow can place you in Yongdong! Eat 100 households. ”

Yongdong, is an island in the East China Sea of Huiji, that is, Zhoushan Island in later generations, in the Spring and Autumn Period, there is a mooring place for Yue fishing boats to catch fishing nets, and some people live, but even for Yueguo, there is already an overseas barren land, Gou Jian intends to put Fucha there, is to deceive Fucha to surrender, first bring back Huiji to humiliate him, and then exile to the island, trap him to death for a lifetime. At the same time, these remarks also had the intention of breaking down the morale of the Wu people.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, on the platform of Guxu, who was already demoralized, the Wu people were in a commotion, and King Yue promised to spare them from dying, so they had no motivation to fight again, and the people who swore to follow King Wu were a minority after all.

But Fucha himself does not seem to be moved by this condition.

"One hundred ......," he said with a sneer: "Once upon a time, the widow once rampant in the Jianghuai and ruled over 100,000 households......

For the ambitious Jiangdong Tiger, being imprisoned in a cage for people to watch and show off is probably the most humiliating humiliation.

He took the bow and arrow, aimed at Gou Jian, and said loudly: "If the king of Yue wants the head of the widow, even if he comes to take it himself, he wants the widow to surrender?" ”

As soon as the fingertips of the husband were loosened, the arrow left the string, and he galloped desperately, but after reaching the highest point, he slowed down, fell, and landed a little dejectedly, just like a portrayal of the husband's life. It didn't hurt anyone, but the arrow, which had already shot him enough to refuse and resolve:

"The husband is the husband, the hook is the hook, do you want the widow to bow his head and beg like you? I'd rather die! ”

"Self-defeating ......"

Gou Jian's face turned pale, and with a wave of his hand, his vanguard officer immediately drove forward and held high a Taibai flag with the head of a beautiful woman hanging from it.

"The husband's wife's words are used, now the demon girl Zheng Dan is dead, and the death of the husband is just around the corner!"

Gou Jian looked at the mountain proudly, he wanted to see what kind of anger the husband who lost his woman would become.

He succeeded, and his husband's eyes were red as if he were about to bleed, and he shouted and scolded: "Rats, cheap slaves! You are a prince and a prince, and you sprinkle your anger on a woman, can you dare to fight with a widow with only a short sword, and end the century-old feud between Wu and Yue? ”

This is a common way to solve hatred in the land of Wu Yue, there are not a few people in the streets and alleys who disagree with each other to start a war, the defeated are basically dead, even if the other party surrounds their lives, they will be ashamed of defeat and kill themselves.

But Wu Yuezhi's light death is easy to happen, and it can no longer be found in Gou Jian, who has become a spirit of forbearance.

"Joke! How can a widow compete with you with the courage of a horseman? ”

At this moment, Gou Jian spared his life more than anyone else, but this refusal actually seemed a little afraid, but Fucha stood on the mountain, like a tiger looking back and roaring in Jiangdong.

The son of the daughter could not sit down, in order to prevent the husband from suddenly leading people to rush out, Gou Jian quickly disappeared into the army, and the flag was raised high, which was a signal that the army was ready to enter the final general attack, and an order, under the instruction of Gou Jian, spread throughout the entire Guxu platform:

"No matter how Wu people are more than others, those who have a husband and a poor head will be rewarded with a thousand gold!"

……

"No matter how Wu people are more than others, those who have a husband and a poor head will be rewarded with a thousand gold!"

The seductive cries of the Yue people still echoed down the hill, and Fu Cha returned to his last bulwark, inspecting his pitiful guards.

There are very few dead soldiers, and the Wu people whose eyes flicker when they hear the Yue people call to surrender, and even many of them have disappeared.

"Before nightfall, I'm afraid that the platform of Guxu will fall." Surprisingly, Fucha, who had just recovered from his grief, did not boost his morale at all, but told everyone the results unmistakably.

Gou Jian was very smart, he did not rashly attack in the two days after breaking through Wu City, but entered the city, and drove Wu captives to shout at the foot of the mountain every day, hitting the morale of the Wu people, and at the same time, he asked craftsmen to carry siege equipment outside the city and tie up the hooks. Once the preparations were made, he would order the army to launch a general attack, and the Guxu Terrace would be breached at the same time in more than ten places, and Fucha might be able to retreat to the main hall for a while, but the rest would fall within an hour.

Knowing that it was a dead end, the husband said frankly to everyone: "The widow has refused to persuade him to surrender, no matter whether he was right or wrong in the past, whether he will live or die in the future, the widow is the king of Wu!" ”

"But the widow did not force anyone to die for me, and those who were seriously wounded, and those whose families were small and outside the home, they were ......."

Fu Li's tragedy of 3,000 dead soldiers, Fucha doesn't want to see it again.

There was no movement for a long time, so he drew his long sword and drew a horizontal line on the ground. "Those who want to stay and die with the widow, please come forward!"

At first, there was a long period of stasis, and with the first footsteps forward, people followed one after another, and finally stood in a sparse row, and roughly counted the number of people, exactly one hundred and seventy people.

Although many of the one hundred and seventy people were trembling, they were also extremely proud of their choice, and they turned their heads and glared angrily at the former robes behind them.

Those people lowered their heads and bowed down to their husbands, but they had no intention of crossing the line.

Fucha waved his hand and asked them to disband, wait for the Yue people to surrender after going up the mountain, and then took the remaining 170 people and retreated towards the main hall of Guxutai on the top of the mountain.

"King, just let those cowards go?" There are dead men who hate it.

"Confucius of the Lu State once said that the king must be like a king, and the courtiers must be like a courtier. The widow has turned his back on Wu Zixu, was left and others, and also killed many virtuous people, abusing the people's power, today the Wu people abandoned me, it was the widow who asked for it, no wonder others. ”

"At least the people who remain, no one will suddenly come from behind to take the widow's head." Fucha laughed and laughed, but he couldn't laugh.

This is the main hall on the top of the hill, which has long been converted into a fortress and built with stone walls, and I think that in the past, when it was still a place of lavish luxury, there was a beautiful woman who danced for her husband and accompanied him to indulge in sex. And yesterday, when he returned from his inspection of the defense, the beautiful woman had stripped off her brocade and silk, dressed in coarse linen clothes, and waited here with rough but carefully prepared food, and welcomed him back with a smile.

There are many women in the husband's life, and he has also moved his heart to many women, and when Gusu Zhitai was at its peak, there were 300 beauties. But when he was in a dilemma, most of them abandoned and betrayed him and fled in all directions.

The only one left was Zheng Dan, a woman he couldn't have imagined, she was a spy of Yue Guo, shouldn't she retire at this time?

It is enough to have a woman in this life who can share wealth and hardship. Moved, the husband gave her the only two parts of poison, and said very emotionally that they would be husband and wife under Huangquan.

That night, they were united again, and they were entangled in death, but when the husband turned over in the early morning and wanted to hug Zheng Dan, he found that he was empty next to him, and he felt lost in his heart.

The trajectory of Fucha's life is completely opposite to Goujian, he has to be humiliated by Goujian, and when Goujian is revived, Fucha also tasted the ups and downs that he had not expected in the past, and knew what it means to rebel and leave relatives.

The courtiers of Wu Guo, who had the old relationship with Wu Zixu, ran the earliest, and they stood on their own side and gloated over the fate of their husbands, which was the end of not listening to the words of loyalty. In the past, he talked sweetly by his side, and he couldn't wait to die on behalf of King Wu, but at this last moment he also showed his true face, under the pretext of transporting military rations, he ran to Jiangbei three years ago and never came back, compared to King Wu, he began to spare no effort to curry favor with Zhao State, and find a master for himself to take refuge.

Even among the closest relatives, there is no shortage of pro-Vietnamese rebels against Wu, in this case, Zheng Dan is the existence that makes her husband almost fall into complete loneliness, and now she is also ......

The husband was angry at first, and the betrayal from the people around him hurt the most, and after turning to the tearful letter left by Zheng Dan, he was also depressed. But he prayed to Haotian to let her go away, away from Wu Yue's contention. It wasn't until later that in the Yuewang army array at the foot of the mountain, I saw the head of the beauty hanging high......

Hope was shattered, the husband was heartbroken and bleeding, almost burst into tears, drew his sword and went down to find Goujian, and singled out in a man's way.

If he can win, this is probably the last victory in his life, and if he loses, he can also fulfill his promise and go to meet Zheng Dan Huangquan.

However, this challenge was flatly rejected by Gou Jian, how could that cautious and cautious gloomy man choose this kind of duel with his life and blood under the sun?

In the eyes of the husband, this is intolerable, unscrupulous, lowly to such a point, even if the dignity of the king is gone, turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands for rain, and seizing the mountains and rivers of Jiangdong, what can he do?

But it's useless to say more, time passes little by little, the general attack of the Yue people is about to begin, back to the palace of the commanding heights of Guxu's platform, the dead soldiers under his command are dressed for the husband to prepare for battle, under the black linen shirt, he is wearing a good water rhinoceros armor, which also has a layer of shark skin armor, but no matter how thick the armor, it can't stop the ten thousand swords to add it.

After fully dressing up, Fucha took up his weapon and climbed the natural gray stone wall, and under this harsh pale clear sky, he held a long sword in his hand, and waited for the end of his destiny......

Looking from the mountain, those Wu people who had left Fucha began to open the door and surrender one after another, and the more mermaids rushed in, scattered in formation and rushed to the top of the mountain, climbing one step after another - back then, Fucha was eager to level the stones of the entire mountain, for which he did not know how much people's power was used, and how many craftsmen buried their bones on the mountain, but now, he hopes that the steeper the stairs, the better.

There are also one palace wall after another that was turned over by the Yue people, and the husband sent people to cut down the miscellaneous trees of the whole mountain and replace them with ornamental delicate flowers, but the flowers could not resist the enemy after all, and the husband who lacked the armor now hopes that the bamboo and wood all over the mountain will regenerate, so that he can make arrows, bows and spears.

It's all self-inflicted...... Fucha smiled wryly.

He turned back and said to the one hundred and seventy men who had resolutely stayed behind to accompany him to his death:

"My husband will never forget you!"

"It is our blessing to be able to follow the king and die!"

King Wu bowed his head, and what echoed in his ears was Wu Zixu's vicious curse, and he slowly raised the long sword in his hand.

For Zheng Dan, for Wu Guo, and for witnessing his own destruction!

……

Swords and swords, flying stones and arrows.

In this final battle, Fucha, like when he first led his troops to the state of Chu, took the lead and experienced threats of death again and again.

The battle on the platform of Guxu was extremely bloody, the corpses on the mountain were all over the field, the blood flowed like a river, human life seemed extremely lowly at this time, and the Wu and Yue people were killing or being killed.

Fucha's face was stained with blood at the moment, all of which were blood gushing out of the enemy's body, and his face and body were everywhere, he was like a demon god coming out of the pool of blood, holding Changge with the inscription "Fucha self-acting Ge", as well as the sword of Wuzhong, killing as much as he wanted, killing one after another Yue people who wanted to break through the stone wall and jump into the main hall to cut off his head.

These last Wu were very brave, and under the leadership of Fucha, they had already repelled several enemy attacks. But after all, there are only one hundred and seventy people, and they are constantly attrition, and in the end, most of them died in battle, only seventy or eighty remained, but the Vietnamese army outside was endless, as if they could never be killed, fortunately, the place was narrow, and the Yue people could not expand, so the Wu people could hold out for a long time.

In the scuffle, a flying arrow flew to the top of Fucha's head, and suddenly pierced into the helmet, and the strong momentum overturned the pocket, Fucha's slightly short hair lost its restraint and hung down at will, and a few broken hairs flew in the wind.

The husband touched the arrow marks on his head, and the blood was pouring in.

This is nothing, Fucha's body is already full of arrows, relying on the thickness of the armor, he cut off the arrow feathers one by one, and continues to fight, but even if it is the armor of the water rhino, after being hit by the spear halberd at close range, the flesh and blood hidden in it are also injured.

It didn't take long for him to fight, and his head fell off, and his sword was broken, after all, they had all slashed bones and flesh countless times today. But Fucha still shouted, picked up the enemy's weapons on the ground, and rushed forward again, pushing the Yue people back halfway up the mountain.

Another attack by the Yue people was repulsed, but looking at the main hall of Guxuzhitai, it was full of wounded, some had died of blood loss, and looking around, there were only fifty or sixty people who could fight......

"I'm afraid I won't be able to stop the next attack......" Thinking so, Fucha suddenly had a sweet throat and spat out a large mouthful of blood, which meant that he had already hurt his heart.

It's time!

After being helped up with concern by his subordinates, Fucha made up his mind.

"For the widow...... Change. ”

The two layers of armor that were stained with other people's blood on the outside and his own blood were carefully lifted, and his whole person felt loose, without armor to support his body, he almost fell to the ground, and was so seriously injured that he was able to fight until now, and he was completely supported in one breath.

The husband looked at himself in the bronze jian, straightened his hair, and when he could see it a little, he whispered in a voice that no one could hear: "The widow can't go to see Zheng Dan in blood......"

He unscrewed the dagger he carried, took out the extremely poisonous pill, narrowed his eyes, and swallowed the medicine without hesitation!

There is no imaginary bitterness, but the sweetness of the chime's heart, this is the taste of death? This is the taste that Zheng Dan has also tasted?

Outside again, there was the sound of shouting and banging on the door, and the people of Wu who could move went out to meet the enemy, and those who couldn't move stayed to see off King Wu.

Death was approaching, and Fucha could already feel the cramping pain in his abdomen, but his face did not change, but pointed not far away and said:

"Bring the big piece to the widow."

Following his fingers, a Wu soldier with a broken leg picked up a broken piece of tarpao, shook off the rush grass on it, climbed it, and sent it to the husband.

"When the widow died, he put this on my face......

The corners of Fucha's mouth had oozed blood again, and his eyes were painful and misty, with fear and anticipation of death, and he said the last words of his life.

"Under the Yellow Spring, I don't have the face to see Zixu!"

On the night of February 16 in the seventeenth year of Wu Wangfucha, Guxu's platform was broken, and Fucha took poison and died, and Wu died......