Sure enough, Gao Jian was out of breath and couldn't speak: "General, it's not good, it's a disaster, it's a disaster......"

"What's wrong?" Xiang Zhuang stepped forward and said, "Don't panic, speak slowly!"

Gao Jian cried with a sad face, and said sadly: "General, Dingtao is lost, the whereabouts of the marshal are unknown, I don't know life and death, and tens of thousands of Chu troops are also dead, scattered, and they are all over." The major general had already rushed to Dingtao first, and ordered the villain to tell the general to rush to Dingtao. ”

"What did you say?" Xiang Zhuang's eyes suddenly darkened when he heard this, he stood unsteadily, and said tremblingly: "What about Father Fan Zeng?"

"The military division went to all roads to urge the transportation of grain and grass, but before he rushed back to Dingtao, Dingtao was lost. "Takakendo.

Yue Lao shook his head and sighed on the side: "General, if you don't listen to the old man, disaster has really come......"

Xiang Zhuang said: "Senior Yue, the matter is urgent, if you say something, let me tell my father to make a decision." Farewell!"

"Major General, let's go, it's too late. Gao Jian said anxiously.

Xiang Zhuang mounted his horse and rushed to Dingtao desperately, leaving Yue Lao and his entourage far behind.

Xiang Zhuang's face was grim, his sword eyes were wide, and his eyes were full of anxiety and grief. Like a black bolt of lightning, the horse disappeared into the distant horizon.

Yue Lao looked at their backs as they gradually faded away, and muttered to himself, "I'm afraid I won't have that chance......

The Dingtao military camp is full of corpses of the Chu army and remnants of weapons everywhere. Xiang Zhuang held on to the torch and anxiously rummaged through the corpse, looking for Xiang Liang.

"General Zhuang! Wu Xinjun has been transported back!" With Fan Zeng's shout, Xiang Zhuang rushed towards the gate like a flying arrow, and a chariot stopped outside the burned gate.

The guard Lu Xin guarded the dying Xiang Liang and wiped his tears.

At this time, Xiang Yu also rode over on a black horse, flew off the horse and rushed to the side of the car.

"Uncle, it's me, Yu'er is here! Brother Zhuang is also here, open your eyes and look at us!"

"Yes, father, Zhuang'er is also here, wake up!"

Xiang Liang reluctantly raised his head, glanced at the dilapidated Chu camp, and smiled sadly: "It's over, Chu Jun...... It's over!"

Xiang Yu tried his best to suppress his tears: "No, the Chu army is not finished, we can still regroup, and under your command, we will fight to the death with Zhang Gan." ”

Xiang Liang shook his head weakly: "No, I can't see that day, the arrogant army will be defeated! Xiang Liang is ashamed, Mr. Fan, what about Mr. Fan Zeng?"

Fan Zeng approached and said, "Wu Xinjun, I'm here." ”

Xiang Liang stretched out his hand to hold Fan Zeng's hand, and said with tears in his eyes: "I...... I was so careless that I regret not listening to my husband!"

Fan Zeng comforted: "Don't say it, we still have a chance!"

Xiang Yu wiped away his tears and leaned closer and said, "Uncle, you must hold on, you don't know that Brother Zhuang is powerful now, and Brother Zhuang can stand alone." ”

Xiang Liang looked at Xiang Zhuang weakly, "Zhuang'er, you have to assist your eldest brother well in the future!

"Father, the child must be remembered. Xiang Zhuang said tremblingly.

Xiang Liang's breath became weaker and weaker: "You ...... In the future, I will listen to my father, and kneel down for my father!" Xiang Yu and Xiang Zhuang nodded with tears, knelt in front of their father, and shouted in unison: "The father is above!"

Fan Zeng hurriedly helped Xiang Yu Xiangzhuang, Xiang Liang reluctantly glanced at it with a smile, and left.

......

When Zhang Gan, the commander of the Qin army, learned of Xiang Liang's death, he adhered to the ancient "military training of not chasing the poor", and gave up chasing and killing the Chu army. Moreover, he was very busy, and Zhao Gao gave a new order - to attack Zhao State.

"Defeat Chu Zhao, solve the danger in your chest first, and the rest can do it calmly!" Zhang Gan said angrily.

The shogunate gathered generals, and everyone sincerely agreed with Zhang Gan's overall strategy. The soldiers were concentric, and Zhang Gan immediately took advantage of the power of victory, led the troops north, crossed the Yellow River in the north, and galloped away.

......

The state of Chu was given a temporary respite, a time to release its grief.

Although Xiang Liang is dead, he still lives in the hearts of every Chu army, and even more deeply in Xiang Zhuang's heart.

There are many people who come to the mourning hall to pay tribute to him, many of them are people of Chu State, and many of them come inexplicably, and there is only one person missing.

King Chu Huai has not yet come.

Xiang Yu was not in a hurry, he didn't even ask, he wanted to do something more important.

Xiang Zhuang wore a filial piety scarf and filial piety clothes, knelt in front of Xiang Liang's body, and looked sadly at the death of this dearest person.

At this time, Yue Lao walked in, first saluted Xiang Liang's body respectfully, and then comforted Xiang Zhuang and said: "People can't be resurrected after death, and the kid must mourn and change!"

Xiang Zhuang said with tears: "It's all my fault, a small Yongqiu can't be beaten, it's a missed time, if I can return to my father sooner, my father may not die!"

"I knew today, why bother in the first place, if you don't marry Princess Longji again, there may be a bigger disaster in the Chu army, think about it, boy!"

Xiang Zhuang was startled, and instantly swelled up with a burst of remorse, is it really God's will, is it really God's punishment for him, but why don't you repay yourself, you want to take your father's life, even if it is wrong, it is your fault, and you shouldn't punish your father.

At this moment, countless pieces of paper flew in the mourning hall, like countless colorful butterflies.

Among the fluttering butterflies, a person floated up, like a snow-white flower suddenly blooming.

Ling'er was dressed in a snow-white robe, and her person looked as if it was a snow-white haze, and suddenly she had floated in front of Yue Lao.

Ling'er said angrily: "Old Yue, you are alarmist again, believe it or not, this girl snatched your cloth bag again." Yue Lao was so frightened that he trembled for a while, and said repeatedly: "The girl forgives her sins, and I am also on orders." The soles of his feet were oiled and slipped away.

When Xiang Zhuang saw Ling'er, a bright light flashed in his eyes and disappeared in an instant, and his heart, which had been hot, began to slowly become cold, and he just knelt in the mourning hall in a daze.

"Brother Zhuang, do you really believe Yue Lao's words?" Ling'er asked anxiously, her heart sank, and a sense of loss came to her heart. Xiang Zhuang had never concealed his emotions in front of her, and felt a faint uneasiness from his sad and depressed expression.

"I don't know, I'm in a mess now!" Xiang Zhuang replied dumbfoundedly.

Ling'er was anxious and helpless, she wanted to say something but still forcibly pressed back, even if there were thousands of words, she couldn't tell at this time, because she knew that Xiang Zhuang was in deep grief and self-blame at this time, so she could only silently stay by Xiang Zhuang's side.

At this time, Xiang Yu's guards hurriedly ran over and exclaimed: General Zhuang, something is wrong. ”

Xiang Zhuang asked lightly, "What's the matter?"

"The Major General locked up Han Xin and was preparing... Prepare to cut off the head. The guard said nervously while wiping his sweat.

"What, big brother wants to kill Han Xin, go!" got up, took off his filial piety clothes, and strode out.

Ling'er was also stunned, and then she realized and hurriedly followed.

Xiang Zhuang and Ling'er hurriedly rushed to Xiang Yu's camp, only to see that one was going to be cut in the camp, and when they saw that it was Han Xin, they hurriedly ran and shouted: "Keep people under the knife!"