Chapter 557: In the first year of the Second Emperor, on May 4, Zhang Chu perished

The breath was loud and long, and the birds flew into the sky for five miles, and the wild beasts scattered and fled.

When there was no longer a blockage in his chest, Xiang Yu took a breath and withdrew his raised head.

As far as the eye can see, there are adoring fanatical eyes, and all relatives are kneeling on the ground.

"It's really a bully!"

I don't know who in the kneeling crowd said a word, and then, the overlords sounded one after another.

"Overlord!"

"Overlord!"

"Overlord!"

「……」

Xiang Yu was very happy, but a little ashamed, similar to performing a show in front of relatives and friends during the New Year's Festival, and got the feeling of being full of color.

His face was slightly red, and only then could he see the appearance of the young man, and he went to the tribe one by one.

"What is this for? Uncle, uncle, get up quickly, quickly change into Zhang Chu's armor, and let's go to Pengcheng!"

It was afternoon, and the sun was shining.

Xiang Yu, who has not yet reached the crown, does not borrow the time of the day, does not borrow the geographical advantages, only relies on his own courage and keen sense of smell on the battlefield, and breaks the 50,000 soldiers of Zhang Chu led by the famous general Wang Liao with 8,000 soldiers.

At this time, Zhang Chu's soldiers were no longer the half-naked, skinny peasants who held farm tools at the beginning, but a regular army with standard bronze weapons and rudimentary armor.

Especially after the famous general Wang Liao joined Zhang Chu, he brought an excellent way of training soldiers, Zhang Chu's soldiers threw away the influence of foreign objects, and in terms of the quality of individual soldiers, they were only inferior to the Chu State and Qi State.

Whoever knows about this battle that has just taken place, when they hear the eight thousand Chu army calling the overlord in the mountain, they will smack their tongues and praise Xiang Yu's bravery.

Xiang Yu led the soldiers, and the soldiers escorted Zhang Chu to surrender, a total of more than 34,000 people, all wearing Zhang Chu's armor, and marched towards Pengcheng together.

Thirty-three miles long, a three-zhang long, unusually tall and colorful black tiger lay across the avenue, reflecting the black-faced strong man who should be tall and burly on his back.

The soldiers of the Chu army rushed up before Xiang Yu to ask questions, and the black-faced strong man did not have arrogance, and introduced himself very seriously:

"I am Zhao Gongming, a Qi practitioner in Zhongnan Mountain, and this trip is for the people of Pengcheng."

Zhao Gongming turned his head, his gaze moved from the face of the pawn to Xiang Yu's face, and he clenched his fists and bowed slightly.

"Please let the people of Pengcheng go."

In the eyes of Zhao Gongming, who didn't use the Qi Technique, although Xiang Yu in front of him was young, the blood-red murderous aura in that body was simply condensed like substance, like an ocean, covering all the soldiers behind him.

Moreover, this ocean has assimilation properties, and all the infected soldiers are excited, fanatical, murderous, and restless.

"Good Tiger, I deserve it."

Xiang Yu's eyes have not deviated from the appearance of the black tiger since they appeared.

His legs lightly clamped the horse's belly, and the snow-stepping black horse, which was charging across the battlefield under his crotch, stood still, not daring to move forward, and even had a tendency to regress after being swept by the black tiger.

"It's okay if you don't move forward."

Xiang Yu, whose blood was already sticky on his body, sighed, jumped off the horse, carried a spear, and asked all the Chu troops to stop and wait, and walked forward alone.

He stood in front of the black tiger on all fours, and when he looked up, he could only see the black tiger's jaw.

Looking at it up close, the black tiger's hair is black and bright, and the lines are smooth, which he likes even more.

"Are you Zhang Chu's person?"

Xiang Yu raised his neck and asked Zhao Gongming, his demeanor was full of contempt.

Xiang Yu, who had just broken Zhang Chu's 50,000 with 8,000, looked down on Zhang Chu's people and things.

"This tiger stays, you can run for your life, I won't kill you."

Zhao Gongming's eyes were dilated, and the portraits in his eyes were immediately all confused, and he obviously used the Qi Lookout technique.

The man with the sound of an adult and a young man under the black tiger disappeared, replaced by a bird's foot swirling with flames!

Zhao Gongming's head was raised, and he looked up along the bird's foot, and his eyes were full of blood-red phoenix birds. There were no pupils, two fireworks in each of the eyes, and he looked at him emotionlessly, like a god.

"Don't get down yet!"

The blood-colored phoenix bird's beak opened and closed, and the impatient voice echoed in Zhao Gongming's ears non-stop, as if it had added reverberation.

Zhao Gongming's heart was in severe pain for a moment, but he was indifferent, his face did not change, and he seemed to have expected it.

The blood-colored phoenix bird he saw was wrapped in blood-red flames, but Zhao Gongming seemed to be sealed in the ice of ten thousand years, and his eyebrows and beard began to be covered with hoarfrost.

The immortal family, slender and immortal, explores the mysteries of heaven and earth, and is good at many techniques to prolong life.

This small family, which rarely walks in the world and is not known to ordinary people, is practiced to the deeper and deeper, and the more sensitive it is to its own evils, especially death, it will be the most auspicious and avoid evil.

The heart, the energy of the body, the more intense the pain, the more dangerous it is.

The living warm their bodies, the dead cold their bodies, and the more cold the body, the closer they are to death.

Zhao Gongming knew that if he didn't leave, this time he would be more auspicious.

His eyes returned to clarity, and the blood-colored phoenix bird that was three feet tall disappeared, as if hallucinating.

The black-faced man lowered his head again, jumped off the black tiger, landed on the dust, lifted his weight lightly, and faced Xiang Yu's four pupils that flashed with the aura of death.

"The general is willing to let Gongming alone, and he is also willing to let go of the people of Pengcheng."

Xiang Yu, who saw Zhao Gongming's profound skills, immediately realized that the black-faced man in front of him was very strong, much stronger than his Uncle Huan Chu.

The young Xiang Yu's internal strength is much higher than that of his peers, but in fact, in the eyes of the masters, it is only better than nothing. Although its combat power is extremely high, it can't feel angry and judge its strength like a master of the rivers and lakes.

Xiang Yu can be vertical and horizontal, all relying on the divine power of the body.

The young man was happy when he saw the hunt, raised his gun high, and slammed it in front of Zhao Gongming extremely rudely, grinning, with less contempt in his words, and a little respect.

"Peng Cheng has blocked my Chu army for so long, and he must slaughter them all, and the world must know the consequences. If you want to save those untouchables, then kill me."

Zhao Gongming raised his hand and touched his eyebrows, bent his fingers to flick off the ice chips, but his heart didn't hurt anymore.

Zhao Gongming was still a little uncomfortable.

Since he chased this blood-colored ocean three days ago, his heart has never stopped aching for a moment, and the closer he gets, the more painful it becomes, and the peak is the moment he saw the blood-colored phoenix bird just now.

He could feel the terrifying vitality of the person in front of him, and that body was simply not possessed by humans. If he is a beginner in immortal arts, he will even be worshiped as a god.

He was convinced that he was no opponent and that he would die.

"It's too late for you to run now, I won't kill the cowardly."

The spear shook, Xiang Yu spoke again, and the respect was gone.

Zhao Gongming was silent.

Cultivating immortals to the point where he cultivates, as long as he doesn't want to die, then nothing can kill him.

[Are you leaving?] ]

[Of course not.] ]

He gave the answer in an instant.

If you go at this time, why do you have to come out of Zhongnan Mountain?

From the moment he watched the sky and guarded his heart, and from the moment he came out of Zhongnan Mountain to find the King of Qin, his immortal cultivation could not be completed.

The immortal family, go with the sky, he goes against the trend, and the way is reversed, how can he cultivate to the right result?

He knew that it was still too late for him to leave, and he could still absorb the essence from the famous mountains and rivers, and absorb the aura in the rising sun and the setting of the moon.

As long as he ignores the world and doesn't look at the world, he can be at ease and at ease.

"I can't."

The black-faced man wiped the ice ballast on his beard, as if he was talking to Xiang Yu in front of him, more like talking to himself.

"I am, human!"

It roared like thunder!

His beard is all open, and his face is hideous, just like the thunder lord in the sky!

At this moment, he thought of the arrogant erector who was different from his Tao and threatened to go against the sky.

"Immortals who don't save people are bullshit! Want to be respected? Naigong respects him as a bird! It's all birdmen!"

Zhao Gongming's qi ran through his whole body, and his internal force was agitated.

Regardless of the endurance of the meridians, and the signs of madness everywhere in his body, he rushed towards the spear with dark red blood stains.

"If you can't save the world, what's the use of cultivating to become an immortal? Death to the erector!"

He did everything he could in the first place, and even if he won this battle, he wouldn't survive.

The first emperor slaughtered Lanling County, and he couldn't stop it, so he regretted it until this time.

He would never see a city turn to death before his eyes again, no matter who he was facing!

"Asai!"

Xiang Yu was overjoyed and praised it, the sudden feeling of oppression was something he had never experienced.

"You don't need weapons, and I don't need them! You and I fight fairly!"

He threw away his spear, rubbed it up, and slammed it with his bare hands.

Two sturdy men fought together, fists to the flesh, and their sound was muffled like a war drum, like two giant bears fighting.

The ground cracked, and smoke and dust rose to obscure the battlefield.

If you hadn't known in advance that it was the two of you fighting, and you could see the figures of the two in a daze, you would have thought that it was a melee between the two armies.

Chu Jun was worried about Xiang Yu's safety and was about to enter the smoke and dust.

"Roar!"

A tiger roar shook the earth, everyone's brains buzzed for a moment, and the infirm even squatted down to help the ground to relieve it.

The smoke and dust were dispersed by the tiger's roar, and the scene resurfaced clearly, with the black-faced strong man and the alien black tiger fighting Xiang Yu together.

The tiger's tail is as agile as a soft rope, and its strength is as strong as an iron whip.

The sharpness of tiger teeth and tiger claws, no matter how sharp the sword is, it is not as good!

The black tiger faced Xiang Yu head-on, and the black-faced Zhao Gongming assisted by the side.

One person and one beast have the same mind, and for a while, Xiang Yu was crushed by the disadvantage!

The Chu army was in full force and was about to charge.

In the middle of the field, Xiang Yu suddenly laughed, and hit the side of the black tiger closely, looking like a mayfly shaking the tree, but the result was that the tree was uprooted and moved three steps horizontally.

"Rejoice! Joyfully! No one is allowed to meddle! Come again!"

Xiang Yu was so high-spirited that he took the initiative to attack and pressed on it alone!

Turning over and going up a little high, a fist from top to bottom, slammed on the top of the black tiger's skull.

The black tiger shook its neck, its limbs pressed the ground to borrow strength, the tiger's claws were inserted in the ground, but it could not match the huge force on its head, and the tiger's head fell and smashed to the ground.

Xiang Yu pressed the black tiger's head with a punch, and stomped on the tiger's head with a kick to make the black tiger temporarily unable to get up, dodge the attacking tiger's tail, and burst into front of Zhao Gongming.

Zhao Gongming roared like thunder, did not retreat or avoid, took the initiative to attack, and fought with both fists and feet.

Fist to fist, foot to foot break......

Zhao Gongming burned all in response to the battle, although the appearance was still intact, the inside was already like a sieve.

The meridians are broken, the internal organs are full of loopholes, the internal force is dissipated, and the blood is overflowing.

"Too weak! Too weak!"

Xiang Yu screamed dissatisfied, and kicked Zhao Gongming in the abdomen.

Zhao Gongming flew out more than ten steps, vomiting blood three feet in the air, and blood spilled in the sky.

The black tiger that shook its head and got up roared angrily, screamed sadly, and pounced fiercely.

Xiang Yu entered closely, and after a few rounds of hard fighting, his eyes were fast, and he grabbed the attacking tiger tail with both hands!

"Ahh

His muscles were up, and he actually grabbed the tiger's tail and picked up the black tiger! Thrown off the shoulder and fell to the ground!

Peng~

Peng~

Peng~

He struck left and right three times, and each time he shook up smoke and dust, obscuring the day.

When everything settles down, the dust settles.

I saw the overlord riding on the ground lying on his side, looking at the black tiger in a state of confusion.

"Black Tiger, you understand human nature, can you understand human speech? What about me?"

Xiang Yu asked with a smile.

Riding such a divine steed of the black tiger into battle, he felt his blood boiling when he thought about it.

The black tiger lay on his stomach for a while, and after relieving himself, his tiger eyes looked not far away, like a tattered bloody body, and he could only see Zhao Gongming, who was in the form of a person.

"Roar!"

The pair of tiger eyes flowed out

Tears the size of a head turned red in an instant, shaking his body and tail, and his movements were violent, as if he was crazy!

Xiang Yu's face immediately sank.

"Brute!"

He jumped off the tiger's body, rolled over in the black tiger's attack to retrieve the spear, and saw the opportunity, and stabbed the black tiger on the top of the head! The spear pierced through the black tiger's entire skull and was nailed to the ground!

The black tiger struggled violently at the beginning, and it didn't take long for it to stop, and the huge tiger body pushed the golden mountain and smashed it to the ground like a jade pillar.

Xiang Yu retrieved the spear and stepped heavily on the snow black horse.

In the eyes of the soldiers and soldiers who were fearful of God, he led these more than 34,000 people to march in a hurry.

Target, Pengcheng.

Horses' hooves, human feet, stepped on the body of Zhao Gongming, who was expected to become an immortal.

The soldiers who were anxious to follow their own heavy pupils and make immortal feats, and Zhang Chu, who was afraid of the overlord's divine might and obedient to the extreme, no one paid attention to this black-faced strong man who could compete with Xiang Yu.

At the last moment of his life, the black-faced strong man faced the black tiger, tears fell from the corners of his eyes like pearls, coughing up blood and crying.

"Common...... He ...... innocent."

Pengcheng.

Xiang Yu pretended to be Zhang Chu's reinforcements, won the city gate, led the army to enter, and the defenders of Pengcheng were crushed at the first touch.

He first sent someone to inform his uncle to collect Pengcheng, and after the herald left, he looked at the people of Pengcheng who were hiding and looked at him with fearful eyes.

"How long will it take to kill such a big city?"

Behind him, the man who was Xiang Yu's uncle by generation laughed and said:

"Ten days?"

Xiang Yu held a spear, and his eyes were as cold as ice.

"Kill, don't seal the knife for ten days."

Ten days later, Peng Cheng went up to the guards and military ministers, and down to the ministers and concubines, and no one survived, and the black smoke from the burning of the corpse burned for a day and a night.

Xiang Liang, who was fed Peng Cheng to his mouth by Xiang Yu, finally realized that he underestimated his nephew.

Later, Xiang Yu was the vanguard, Ren was the partial general, and Zhang Chu was attacked.

Xiang Yu will slaughter the city if the city is broken, and he will surrender in advance if he doesn't want the city to be destroyed.

In more than a month, thirteen large and small cities were broken, five cities were slaughtered, eight cities were lowered, and the entry was fast, approaching Chen County, the capital of Zhang Chu.

Seeing Zhang Chu, the state of Chu was about to fight the final battle, and the protégé of the Mo family reported the death of the giant son, and the second emperor who watched the play knew it.

A day later, Chen County was thundered, and the city collapsed.

Six days later, the Chu army attacked, and was shocked to see that one side of the city wall of Chen County fell into ruins in front of him.

On the top of the intact city wall opposite, the big flag floating on it is not the word "Zhang Chu", but "Qin".

The city gate was wide open, and the black-armored Qin army arrayed under the city, and it seemed that they had given up the advantage of defending the city and wanted to have a field battle with the Chu army besieging the city.

The leader is silver-armored, and has no helmet.

It was the second emperor of Great Qin, Ying Chengcheng.

In the first year of the second emperor, on May 4, Zhang Chu perished.

The Qin army and the Chu army will fight under the city of Chen.