……

Xiang Yu retreated all the way to the bank of the Wujiang River.

A small boat is docked on the shore.

The boatman on the river said to Xiang Yu.

"Although Jiangdong is small, the place is thousands of miles, and there are hundreds of thousands of people, and it is enough to be a king. ”

Xiang Yu didn't say anything, and the boatman said eagerly.

"May the emperor rush across. Now only the minister has this ship, and even if the Han army comes, it will not be able to catch up. ”

Xiang Yu was silent for a long time and said slowly.

"Heaven is dead, what can I do?"

Back then, I took 8,000 Jiangdong children to cross the Jiangxi River, and now none of them have survived.

Zongjiangdong's father and brother have mercy on me, what face do I see?

He said: "My black horse has been with me for five years, taking me thousands of miles a day, hard work, I can't bear to kill it, old man, take it away." ”

The boatman wept and took the horse away.

The man in the feather weave smiled, drew his sword and turned around.

Behind it is the only way to survive.

But he calmly turned around and died.

Back to life to death, heroic finale.

[Yu alone killed hundreds of Han soldiers. 】

There was a sigh that fell suddenly.

The voice of soft lamentation accompanied Xiang Yu's dying fight, and it fluttered inch by inch.

Like snowflakes falling, they are flying.

[Life is a hero, death is also a ghost. 】

[So far, I think of Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. 】

A thousand years later, on the banks of the Wujiang River.

A talented woman passed by and lamented with grief.

She is a Song Dynasty lyricist who has experienced too many ups and downs, and her name is Li Qingzhao.

At that time, it coincided with the alternation of the Northern Song Dynasty towards the Southern Song Dynasty.

The Jin soldiers smashed the Bianjing City and caused a sad Jingkang tragedy!!

The second emperor of Huiqin fled south in embarrassment like a pig and a dog.

Gaozong Zhao Gou ascended the throne, handed over the entire north to others, and established the Southern Song Dynasty.

Li Qingzhao was coerced by the situation and fled south.

When passing through the Wujiang River, I remembered the overlord of Western Chu who would rather die than cross the Wujiang River.

She wrote this poem with pain and grief, not just remembering Xiang Yu!!

She is pointing at the noses of the two emperors of Huiqin and Gaozong Zhao Gou, who are in power, and abuses!!

Back then, the overlord of Western Chu would rather die here than have the face to go back to Jiangdong!!

But what about you?!! When I stepped across the Wujiang River, I didn't hesitate at all, for fear that I wouldn't run fast enough!!

Do you want face?! Do you have a face?!!

In front of the canopy.

The young Li Qingzhao looked up in a daze.

Is that...... Will I write it down in the future?

She smiled wryly, shook her head lightly and sighed.

"It's a pity that I'm a little woman, after all, I can't make any changes to the current situation."

Her husband, Zhao Mingcheng, hugged her gently and said softly.

"Qing'er, don't be presumptuous, we can do more than that."

The canopy of heaven will show the blood-stained tragedy to all worlds, and this must not be meaningless.

The King of the Senseless will eventually be overthrown by the petitioners of the Li people!!

Heaven and earth have eyes, staring at this vast land.

……

The canopy slowly turned.

The blood-stained man finally lay on the ground exhausted.

His eyes were already bloodshot, but he was still smiling at the sky.

"Today, although I am dead, I am still the overlord of Western Chu!!"

He cut his neck and took his last breath.

He's dead.

The barrage swept by!!

[Although I am dead, I am still the overlord of Western Chu!! 】

[The first overlord in ancient and modern times - Xiang Yu!!] 】

[Damn, I'm sorry Brother Bang, but at this moment, I still can't help but have a sore nose! ] 】

[The curtain call of a generation of overlords, it should be like this! ] 】

[Don't blow it, Liu Bang has lost so many times, no matter how embarrassing or embarrassed he is, he can make a comeback, Xiang Yu just lost this time, and he never stood up again!!] 】

[It is undeniable, but Liu Bang is Liu Bang, Xiang Yu is Xiang Yu, and some people would rather bend than bend. ] 】

[Xiang Yu's face and pride are not allowed for him to cross Jiangdong, he can't afford to lose that person! 】

[Liu Bang: Ah, yes, yes, I lost 30,000 in Pengcheng with 560,000 yuan, and I lost that person (dog head)]

[Stop arguing! The person is dying, the dead are great, let him leave the scene with a bang!! 】

……

The canopy continued to play leisurely.

After Xiang Yu's death.

Liu Bang chased after him, and when he saw this, he took his body away and buried it.

[Then he was buried in Yugu City with the name of Lu Gong. 】

Of course, before the funeral, Liu Bang used the waste.

There was a place named Lu who was still unwilling to surrender, so he cut off Xiang Yu's head and shook it to show them, and then the people of Lu honestly voted.

[Lu Weichu can't hold on. The king of Han led the princes to the north, and the father of Lu Xiang Yutou was lowered. 】

In front of the canopy.

Xiang Yu, who was sitting in the golden light and looked at Ying Zheng, widened his eyes in shock, and his hands trembled when he pointed to the sky.

"He—How dare he ?!!"

The corners of Ying Zheng's lips couldn't help but hook, and then he coughed and covered his face and pressed it down.

…… My Qin II did a good job.

At the same time, the canopy picture gradually freezes.

And the scorching golden light slowly fell, taking away a lingering soul on the bank of the Wujiang River.

When the soul of the person is gone, go to a long-awaited challenge while it is still gone.

Ying Zheng, who was sitting in the golden light, stood up with his hands in his hands and looked into the distance.

“…… It's finally here, and I've been waiting for a long time. ”

The juvenile version of Xiang Yu finally came back to his senses suddenly, and turned his head angrily and glared at Yingzheng.

"Okay you!! It turned out to be waiting for him?!! Damn it!! Do you think Lao Tzu is not worthy of fighting with you?!! ”

Ying Zheng glanced at him faintly and said gently.

"How so?"

The juvenile version of Xiang Yu almost wanted to blurt out the abuse in his throat, not up or down.

Ying Zheng added slowly.

"—he doesn't deserve it either."

Xiang Yu: ?

……

Huge gears turn slowly.

The scattered golden light swept away, and the eyes of all worlds converged here.

After Xiang Yu died on the bank of the Wujiang River, he felt that his soul fell into a deep sea.

I don't know how long it took to be up and down, but when I suddenly opened my eyes again, the scene in front of me had completely changed.

In this year, Hu Hai ascended the throne, Fu Su died, and Meng Tian was imprisoned.

As soon as the first emperor died, the world was in chaos.

Xiang Yu led 8,000 Jiangdong disciples to the north, and Liu Bang raised his eyes from Pei County.

Qin lost his deer, and the world chased it.

After Xiang Yu realized that he had returned to the past, he looked up to the sky and laughed three times excitedly, his eyes were full of scarlet and pride!!

"Heaven will not die, my Xiang Yu, this time it is necessary to break the corpse of the surnamed Liu into ten thousand pieces!!"

In front of the canopy.

Liu Bang's expression was complicated, revealing a touch of pity.

"Fool, are you still your opponent this time?"

Fan Zeng's eyes darkened, and he covered his eyes in despair and pain.

“…… It's too late to have this realization!! ”

……

The envoy's successive death-giving urgings made Meng Tian's heart gradually like ashes.

He didn't want to believe that Ying Zheng would really kill him.

However, as a general of the Zhenguo garrison, he could not return to Beijing without an edict, and His Majesty never responded to the letter he handed back.

Failure to comply with the will is to rebel.