Xianyang Miyagi, Truman.

Zhong Wuyan was pacing back and forth in the city with an anxious face, an hour had passed, no news had been received at all, and none of the soldiers sent out had returned, it was really ......

"Really...... What a fucking rush to death! Zhong Wuyan was so anxious that he scolded, and at this time, a soldier ran up to the city panting and rushed towards Zhong Wuyan.

"How's it going? Did Han Shin get caught? Zhong Wuyan looked overjoyed when she saw that someone had finally returned, and hurriedly asked, "Boss...... Don't you ...... Urgent...... I, slowly...... said......" The soldier gasped for breath as he told Zhong Wuyan everything about the fierce battles and events that took place in the Han Palace. Listening to the soldier's description, Zhong Wuyan's expression also fluctuated greatly one after another.

“…… In this way, although we arrived, no one dared to approach them within 100 meters, which was really ...... It's horrible...... Now that the battle is over, we dare to go over and clean up the battlefield...... And General Arthur, he was wounded, but not serious, and should be fine......" After saying the last sentence, the soldier sat down on the ground and gasped with all his strength.

And Zhong Wuyan's face still had a lingering shock...... I really didn't expect this battle to be so shocking...... And everything that happened ...... - the white god of death in Xianyang Palace City flew to the nearest Han Gate with the fainting Han Xin in his hand, and threw the injured Han Xin outside the Xianyang Palace City from the sky above the Han Gate.

Han Shin's body slammed through the layers of branches and leaves into the forest outside the city, just as he had come from, but now he was back where he was, and he didn't do anything. Han Xin fell into the forest with a loud sound, and the Praetorian Guards, who happened to be patrolling, immediately noticed the abnormality, and were about to go over to inspect it, but they were stopped by Bai Qi, the white god of death flying in the air.

"Leave him alone, let him fend for himself......" After saying that, the white god of death turned around and flew straight towards the palace. Han Xin's body fell quietly under the forest, the wounds on his body were directly exposed to the humid air, and the blood mixed with the corpse's blood flowed out of the wounds and slowly flowed into the soil beneath him.

And Han Xin's hand, even if he fainted, still held the spear tightly, without a little relaxation. Just as his consciousness has fallen asleep in the past, all the frustration and pain that happened today have been deeply engraved in his flesh and blood.

After all, he is still too young. - Xianyang Palace, Han Palace. "Unfreeze the corpses." Ying Zheng stood on top of the void, his bright pupils looked down at the several corpse demons on the ground that were frozen by the Ice and Snow Demon Dao, and ordered Wang Zhaojun.

Wang Zhaojun fell to the ground softly, immersed in the complex emotions of sadness, despair, and a little happiness, unable to extricate himself. She didn't speak, but she didn't dare to disobey Ying Zheng's order, she was so afraid, she was so afraid that Ying Zheng would suddenly repent, and send someone to kill Han Xin, who was now struggling to survive, to prevent future troubles......

So she supported herself with the wand of ice, stood up quietly from the ground, and then sealed with one hand, releasing the magic blue energy, and reconciled the ice and snow magic that sealed those corpse demons. Then the ice crystals frozen by those corpse demons gradually dissipated the cold, overflowed with water vapor, and began to melt "Within half an hour, the demon ice will completely melt ......" Wang Zhaojun wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand and said softly. The ice frozen by Wang Zhaojun's Ice and Snow Demon Dao is the Demon Ice with the Demon Blue Seal, and the light and heat of nature cannot melt it, unless Wang Zhaojun himself uses the Ice and Snow Demon Dao to lift the ice, otherwise, the frozen Demon Ice will always condense and never melt.

"Back to the Ice Palace." Ying Zheng said coldly, then turned around and stepped into the void to leave. And Wang Zhaojun also obeyed, turned around and left slowly...... On the edge of the stone wall, Arthur, who pretended to be unconscious, had slowly unawakened, and was carried away on a stretcher by the arriving Praetorian Guards. He looked at everything that had just happened with his empty eyes, and his heart was full of mixed emotions.

A gust of wind blew, sweeping away the dust, but it couldn't sweep away the cracks between the ground and the stone walls. At the top of the Ice and Snow Palace, the man with two knives tied to his waist was silent. Miyamoto Musashi had been standing here quietly watching the battle, and when Yingzheng appeared, he arrived. However, he didn't make a move, and he never had the desire to pull out the double knife at his waist.

In principle, of course, Miyamoto Musashi wanted to protect Yingzheng's safety, but in fact, he himself didn't care much about Yingzheng's safety, just out of morality, he once saved Yingzheng who was attacked and killed by Jing Kegao under the moonlit night. And this time, Yingzheng is not really in danger.

Of course, the most important reason is that Miyamoto is very reluctant to meddle in this kind of matter, and when he found out that Han Xin single-handedly entered Xianyang to rescue his beloved Wang Zhaojun, he decided not to interfere in this matter...... Although, there is no need for him to make a move.

Glancing at the long road where people went to the empty building from a distance, Miyamoto Musashi didn't stay any longer, turned around, and quietly jumped into the depths of Xianyang Miyagi. - Mausoleum - Under the twilight of the sunset, the figures were scattered, the wild wind was blowing, and it was crumbling, as if it was the right hand that had been holding the wand of ice to support her body, and the left hand held a green leaf and placed it in the corner of her eye, collecting the crystal tears that slowly flowed from her eyes.

In fact, the so-called cold tears are the most crystalline tears that flow from the eyes of the frost princesses of the past generations when their emotions are sad to the extreme! Therefore, in order to condense the tears of ice, the first thing is to keep the Frost Princess in her virgin form, and secondly, and most importantly, to make the Frost Princess feel the most sincere sadness.

And now, Wang Zhaojun has met these two conditions, and the cold tears that softened the sadness and beauty slipped from the corners of her eyes and flowed into the green leaves. I saw that Wang Zhaojun stopped crying gloomily, put the tears full of a leaf to his mouth, and gently blew a breath of cold air, surging the magic blue energy of his whole body, refining it into the power of ice and snow, and then the ice wand held in his right hand emitted a blue light, and the crystal tears in the green leaves were frozen into a drop of ice tears as beautiful as crystals by the ice and snow magic path!

Wang Zhaojun lowered his gaze, shook the green leaves with an expressionless face, and pushed out the cold tears with gentle magic blue energy, presenting them to the man with the breath of a king and the bright pupils of the dragon. Ying Zheng stretched out his hand, put the incomparably precious cold tears into his hand, and then quietly looked at Wang Zhaojun, who was standing with his eyes down.

"As you say, I've got cold tears now...... You're useless to me. Ying Zheng stared at Wang Zhaojun's face and said quietly.

"I know...... You can dispose of me as you please, I just beg you to spare Han Xin. Wang Zhaojun choked the tears in the corners of his eyes and said in a low voice.

Ten minutes later, Long He returned to Lingcheng, without any delay, and walked to the city as soon as possible, like Xiang Yu to report the investigation situation. "Report to King Chu, my subordinates are back." Long He simply clenched his fist to Xiang Yu, and immediately said, "I personally led people to the front to reconnoiter the information of the battle line, the enemy's 200,000 troops divided into three groups have already gathered three hundred miles in front, and their marching speed is even faster than we imagined, and my subordinates estimate that they will be able to appear within the line of sight of Lingcheng in three days at most......" "Hmm...... It's coming quickly...... "The enemy army came earlier than expected, which made Xiang Yu frown, and asked, "How ......about their armament, food and grass, and military appearance" "As with the situation explored before, they are very well armed, combat soldiers, magic guide soldiers, siege vehicles, all of them are fully equipped, and there is even a super soldier team of 1,000 people, in terms of food and grass, their preparations are also quite sufficient, and they can completely start a protracted battle with us, as for the military appearance...... It is worthy of being a soldier trained in vain, and the military appearance and momentum are not ......" "Hmm......" Xiang Yuning frowned, thought about it and said, "That's right...... What about white rising? Did he show up? "Nope! Bai Qi still did not appear, and after the 200,000-strong army was gathered, it was led by an unknown general and a temporary marshal. "Hasn't it shown up yet?" Xiang Yu fell into deep thought, "The victory or loss of this battle is of great significance, and it is impossible for Yingzheng not to send Bai Qi to command...... But until now, Bai Qi himself has not appeared...... Is there some conspiracy? ”

"But...... If Bai Qi himself is not there, it will actually be more beneficial to the implementation of our plan......" As Xiang Yu thought so, a light purple halo appeared in the void beside him, condensing into a transparent shield.

The light and darkness, shape and color, around the shield, twisted and blended under the action of an inexplicable force—until the dimensional crack appeared in the void for a moment, and at that moment, another shield condensed by a light purple halo poured out of the crack and stood beside Xiang Yu. Liu Bang stretched out his finger and tapped it, and the shield outside his and Xiang Yu's bodies immediately dispersed into dots of purple light and flowed back into his body.

Liu Bang's cross-domain space, with Xiang Yu as the chess point, at the same time, along with his cross-domain came a seven-meter-long black wooden card - to be precise, a city card that was scorched by the flames for most of the area, and even broke a few points - the city card that would be hung at the head of every city in Qin and Chu, if you look closely, you can still vaguely recognize the words "Hegu City" from the black and damaged city card.

"You're back......" Xiang Yu looked at the city card on the ground that had crossed with Liu Bang and said. Well, Hegu City is too far away, so I still have to pick up its city card......" Liu Bang agreed with a pale face, his body was still a little weak, and he seemed to be about to lose his footing. Xiang Yu on the side hurriedly helped him.

"What's wrong?" "Heh......" Liu Bang smiled awkwardly and said, "There is also an upper limit to the quality of the items I can take away across the space - this city card is too heavy, and it consumes me a bit ......."

"Good work...... However, in this way, our things are also fully prepared - other relatively nearby cities, Ji Bu has already sent someone to retrieve all their city cards, plus you, - one hundred and twenty-seven cities in Qin and Chu - we have collected one hundred and thirteen city cards, in this way, "King Chu, King Han, do we really have to deal with the enemy army according to Zhang Liang's strategy?" Long He, who was waiting on the side, suddenly asked, obviously with some unease in his tone.

However, both Xiang Yu and Liu Bang looked at him firmly and nodded slightly.

"In this battle, Zhang Liang's thinking is the most objective, no matter what, it's worth a try." Xiang Yu said. "Well, believe Zhang Liang, his strategy will definitely work wonders." Liu Bang also said. "Well, the enemy army will only be forced to Lingcheng in three days, and we are running out of time." Xiang Yu suddenly looked at Long Ji with a solemn face, and said in a deep voice, "Send the order down, let the old people and children in the city pack their luggage, go out of the city overnight, and settle in the canyon outside the city of Lingcheng, at the same time, all the soldiers in the city are ready, and after the people have all left, we will start to evacuate and drag the army line to the canyon——"

"-We, give up the mausoleum!" - Xianyang Palace, Ice and Snow Palace - Ice Tears, the tears of the goddess that circulate in the world, can extinguish all angry flames, dissolve all burning desires, cleanse the world, and tranquil all things. And according to the same legend, only the compassion of the Daughter of Ice and Snow who watched over the ancient ice field for all things on earth can condense the tears that soften sorrow and beauty.

Legends, of course, have elements of imagination and rhetoric, but everything can be traced in the real world. For example, the legendary Ice Daughter who watched over the Ice Field - in fact, it is the Frost Princess who has been passed down from generation to generation by the Beiyi Ice Clan! And at this moment, Wang Zhaojun, the frost princess of this generation, is in the quiet ice and snow palace, condensing the legendary cold tears.

Wang Zhaojun stood haggardly, crying silently, she looked very soft and crumbling, as if her right hand had been holding the wand of ice to support her body, and her left hand held a green leaf, placed it in the corner of her eye, and collected the crystal tears that slowly flowed from her eyes.

In fact, the so-called cold tears are the frost princesses of the past dynasties, "Until now, I can also tell you - that's right!" I have taken you to Xianyang Palace, and I have kept you under house arrest all this time, and everything I have done is to make you surrender cold tears—to be precise, to make you shed cold tears. This bureau has been planned for a long time, and it didn't start when I arrested you to come to Xianyang Palace—it started when I sent Han Xin to the border city three years ago......"

After the words fell, Ying Zheng continued to walk.

The sound of footsteps faded away outside the Ice Palace, and all the shock and despair finally began to rise and flourish after the conspiracy surfaced. At this moment, Wang Zhaojun, whose whole body was paralyzed and his pupils were deep, only felt as if he was frozen into the abyss, and then it was not until he was smashed into countless ice slags with a hammer that he found that he had fallen into the ice early in the morning.

Conspiracy! Everything is a conspiracy!

It's all about getting cold tears! It all started three years ago - Ying Zheng sent Han Xin to the border city three years ago to prevent him from consummating his marriage to Wang Zhaojun, so as to keep Wang Zhaojun's virgin body, and let them be separated from each other and have a deep love.

Then Yingzheng captured Wang Zhaojun back to Xianyang Palace, knowing that Wang Zhaojun would never give in, and might even die to make his will, so he set up a magic circle in the frozen volcano of the Beiyi Ice Field, and threatened Wang Zhaojun with the life of the entire Beiyi Ice Field, so that Wang Zhaojun would give in - of course, the people of the Beiyi Ice Plain would not bear to be captured by their Frost Princess.

(End of chapter)