Down.

The wind is howling, and the yellow sand is rolling.

The sky is obscured by flying sand and rocks, the earthy yellow sun is hidden in the clouds like a dilated pupil, the vast battlefield is lined with flags, and the rows of camp tents are stacked on top of each other, and there is no edge as far as the eye can see.

The 600,000 Han coalition troops surrounded from four directions, and it took two months to besiege the 100,000 Chu troops under the wall of Yima Pingchuan.

Han Xin, who served as the commander of the coalition forces, put on a "five-army formation" and pressed forward step by step, looking down from the sky like a huge "king" character.

Yesterday, the overlord Xiang Yu personally led 15,000 iron cavalry to assault with all his might, directly into Han Xin's Chinese army array, and with the unparalleled martial arts in the world, he led the red-eyed Chu cavalry to hit explosive damage and kill 20,000 Qi troops.

Although Han Xin set up an ambush on all sides, after personally comprehending the bravery of the overlord of Western Chu, he still gasped, led his troops to fight and retreat, and at the same time waved the flag to Kong Ju on the left wing and Chen He on the right wing to go out in two ways to cut off Xiang Yu's retreat.

The two generals Kong and Chen, who were ready to attack, waved their troops and stabbed the cavalry with spears. At the same time, Han Xin supervised the counterattack and attacked in three ways, turning defeat into victory.

Xiang Yu was surrounded, so he could only fight and retreat, and at the cost of paying 3,000 horsemen, he broke out of the encirclement and retreated to the Chu army camp with deep ditches and high bases.

The battle was unfavorable, surrounded on all sides, the grain and grass were urgent, and the morale was low, which made the invincible overlord of Western Chu smell defeat.

Since seven years ago, since he and his uncle Xiang Liang beheaded Taishou Yintong in Huiji County, Xiang Yu has gone through more than 70 battles, and all the battles have been defeated.

The overlord of Western Chu, who has always looked at the world, has never known what it is like to fail, and now he has finally experienced this sense of powerlessness, and no matter what he does, it seems to be in a dying struggle.

When night fell, the surrounding Han army camps began to sing Chu songs, and the singing was like crying and complaining, which made people cry, and the Chu soldiers were panicked.

"Is the sky going to kill my Xiang Yu?"

Xiang Yu was drinking sullen wine alone in the handsome tent, and only Yu Ji with a faint smile on his face accompanied him.

Xiang Yu drank one after another, his eyes were red, his voice was hoarse, and he sang while drinking.

"Pull out the mountain and cover the world, the times are not good, the skulls will not pass away, the skulls will not pass away, and Yu Ji Yu Ji will not die?"

"The concubine is willing to dance for the king to relieve his worries."

Yu Ji looked at Xiang Yu's haggard face, helpless eyes, and her heart was like a knife.

This man who bravely crowns the world and swallows mountains and rivers has never been so decadent, is it true that this hurdle cannot be passed?

Yu Ji's heart was dripping blood, and she decided to do something for Xiang Yu. I can't watch him fall, he is an invincible god, and this should not be his end.

Yu Ji lightly expressed her long sleeves and danced, sometimes like a dragon, sometimes like a frightening dragon.

Xiang Yu, who was kneeling on the ground, unconsciously closed his eyes, as if his soul was too empty. But Yu Ji, who is in the depths of love, has entered the realm of forgetting things and me, flickering and moving, singing and dancing, as if she was intoxicated.

This is her swan song, this is her last dance, she just wants to leave the most beautiful back of this man.

"The Han soldiers have been slighted, embattled and singing. The king is exhausted, and the concubine is not alive! ”

At this moment, Xiang Yu's mind was suddenly stuffed with two memories, one of which was unforgettable, and the other was magnificent and magical.

In the first memory, Yu Ji killed herself with a horizontal sword, and Xiang Xiaoyu died, dying in his arms, which made him heartbroken and his eyes split.

But Xiang Yu knew that Yu Ji died generously in order not to worry about himself, in order to let himself break through without scruples, so he wiped away his tears, buried Yu Ji under the handsome tent with his own hands, and then lifted the halberd and led eight hundred children to break through overnight.

With the unparalleled martial arts in the world, Xiang Yu led eight hundred elite horsemen to easily break through the encirclement and gallop all the way to the south.

I thought I could return to Jiangdong smoothly and make a comeback, but I was deceived by a field husband in the territory of Yinling, strayed into the swamp, and was immediately caught up by the Han army led by Guan Ying.

After a bloody battle, Xiang Yu once again broke through the siege and broke through to the territory of Dongcheng, where eight hundred followers were scattered and scattered, and only twenty-eight horsemen were left around him.

Due to going in the wrong direction, a large number of Han cavalry had chased Xiang Yu in front of him at that time, and after discovering the traces of the overlord of Western Chu, they quickly closed the siege.

The north wind was cold, the yellow sand was rolling, and the overlord of Western Chu, who had been eyeing the world in the past, was trapped in the hillside by three thousand Han troops, and there were only twenty-eight horsemen left around him.

Looking at the three thousand wolf-like iron horsemen of the Han army, Xiang Yu had no fear, and with a finger of the halberd in his hand, he was angry.

"I have been eight years old since I started the army, and I have experienced more than 70 battles. Today, I am determined to die, I am willing to fight quickly for the kings, and I will win three victories, break the siege for the kings, behead the generals, capture the flag, and let the kings know that the sky is dead and I am not the crime of war! ”

As the words fell, Xiang Yu divided the twenty-eight cavalry into four teams and launched a charge against the three thousand Han troops.

With the world's unparalleled martial arts, Xiang Yu entered and exited three times in the Han army, beheaded several Han generals and captains, killed hundreds of Han soldiers, and only lost two horsemen.

After breaking through the siege of Dongcheng quickly, the overlord of Western Chu came to Wujiang Pavilion and found that there was only one small boat on the shore.

Thinking of the eight thousand children who had not survived, Xiang Yu felt shameless to see the elders of Jiangdong, so he looked up to the sky and roared, and slashed himself by the river, "Although I Xiang Yu died today, I am still the overlord of Western Chu!" ”

The pain of the sharp blade tearing his throat, the feeling of powerlessness that the swishing cold wind poured into his chest, was so clear and helpless, so that Xiang Yu clearly knew that this was not a dream, but something that was about to happen.

The second memory, after Xiang Yu's death, became a teenager after 2200 years, studied hard since childhood, was obsessed with history, and became a historical researcher after graduating from university, knowing the two Han Dynasty, the Three Kingdoms, the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties......

This world is also so clear, Xiang Yu remembers that he has read countless online novels, knows what is rebirth, what is time-traveling, in that world there are networks, cars, airplanes, and aircraft carriers......

A crisp sound of "choking" woke up Xiang Yu.

Yu Ji, who had danced a song, drew her sword in her hand and looked at Xiang Yu for the last time in despair: "King, the concubine is gone, you must make a comeback!" ”

"Stop."

It seemed that Xiang Yu, who had been asleep for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes suddenly, a pair of heavy pupils shot a resolute gaze, and an arrow stepped forward and snatched the bronze sword in Yu Ji's hand, "Yu Ji, my Xiang Yu's sword is not used to kill my own woman!" ”

"The King."

Yu Ji's face turned pale, collapsed in Xiang Yu's arms, and choked up, "Please let the concubine take the first step, only if I go, the king can break through without worry." ”

"Yu Ji, you can't die, I must have a way to survive."

There were tears in Xiang Yu's eyes, and he was even more unwilling.

As a human being in the third life, is there really no way to break the situation, do you want to watch your beloved woman die in your arms again?

"Ai Ji go down to bed, let me think for a moment."

At this moment, Xiang Yu's heart was mixed, and the memories in his mind were surging, and he needed to calm down and slowly find a countermeasure.

Before committing suicide, Yu Ji sighed, picked up the wine jar and poured it for Xiang Yu: "The concubine is drinking with the king on the side, I only look at it, I don't open my mouth." ”

"It's up to you."

Xiang Yu nodded, returned to the table and knelt down, closed his eyes, and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and sighed, "Yu Ji, I may have crossed over." ”

"What is a crossing?"

Yu Ji looked puzzled and looked at Xiang Yu in confusion.

"I've traveled to the world two thousand years later."

Xiang Yu raised the wine and drank it all, as if he was saying to himself, "I have not only crossed over, but may have also been reborn." ”

The memories of that scene were extremely clear in Xiang Yu's mind, making him believe that this was the real thing.

"I was a history researcher in that world, crashed while I was on a plane, and then came back into this world."

Xiang Yu's eyes were full of incredulity, and he shared the magical memory in his mind with Yu Ji in a soft voice, but he hid the part of killing Wujiang himself.

This painful memory, Xiang Yu didn't want the woman he loved the most to know.

How could this woman let her know such cruel things, how could she know that the god in her heart was cornered and was dismembered by a nobody by the river, it must be ten thousand times more sad than killing her!

[Yu Ji, Yu Ji, please believe in Xiang Ji, I will definitely change history! ] 】

[My reborn Xiang Yu will definitely fight back! ] I want to reign in the world, I want you to know that you are not wrong, and the man you love the most is still the unparalleled overlord of Western Chu in the world! 】

[The sky is going to kill me, and I will go against this day! If my life is going to kill me, I will change this life! No matter how many times I do it all over again, I am still the unparalleled overlord of Western Chu! 】

[My character can change, my flaws can be changed, but the backbone of my Xichu overlord will never change! 】

Looking at Xiang Yu's gradually crazy eyes, Yu Ji's heart was sour, and she thought that her beloved man was crazy under the huge pressure, so she hurriedly stretched out her trembling hand to help him fill the wine again.

"King, take another drink, and you won't be troubled when you get drunk."

Xiang Yu raised his head and drank a fine light, and suddenly pinched the bronze wine in his hand, his eyes like iron.

"Liu Ji, Han Xin, don't be complacent too early! Standing opposite you is a brand new item, and it is still unknown who will kill the deer! ”

In the distance, the sad Chu Ge came again, drifting with the wind from all directions, crying like a complaint.

"The cold wind is sassy and the September frost is shining, and the hometown has been reminiscent of the past for more than a year.

Parents are looking forward to hanging in the air, and they are worried sooner or later.

The title is out of the plug, sleepless at dawn and night, persistent, and intermittent.

The dust is full of wolf smoke, and there is no news of the geese. The iron horse is cold in the north wind and the cold moon, the bird's nest is in the south sky, and the day will return. ”

"King, you can't let the Han army sing like this anymore, otherwise the army's spirit will be scattered."

The cotton curtain of the handsome tent was opened, and a Confucian who was eight feet tall, elegant in appearance, and wearing a gray robe walked in.

"Zhuge Kongming?"

Xiang Yu, who had just settled his mind, showed an incredible look, and a pair of pupils stared at the Confucian in front of him.

This dress is really Zhuge Liang, wasn't he born in the late Han Dynasty four hundred years later, why did he appear in my handsome tent?