"This river is clean, how about Brother Lu and I talk about a game here?" said a person at the bow of the boat, who was slightly fat, pointing to the bow of the boat under his feet.

"I can't ask for it!" replied with a slight smile on his face.

These two are the world's famous generals Yanghu and Lu Kang, the two are of the same age, Yanghu is slightly fat, and Lu Kang is thin.

The two have been fighting for a long time, although each is their own master, and they have never interacted in private, but they have been friends for many years.

Yang Hu waved his hand to his feet, and a chessboard flew out of the cabin behind him, and landed steadily where the two ships met.

"Please. Yang Hu raised his palm and said a word of invitation to Lu Kang.

"Please"

Lu Kang also raised his hand and said the same word.

Then the two sat cross-legged at each end of the board.

On the left and right sides of the chessboard, there is a chess cup, one black and one white, Yanghu holds the black chess, and Lu Kang holds the white chess.

"You are the master, I am the guest, the master invites first. Yanghu glanced at Lu Kang and made another gesture of please.

"Then you're welcome. Lu Kang smiled slightly, not humble.

He stretched out his two fingers and picked up a white chess piece from the white cup.

Lu Kang held the white piece between his fingertips and did not immediately land on the chessboard, but stared at the chessboard for a moment, until a breeze blew and swept a strand of his hair across the chessboard, and then slowly dropped the chess piece.

The white piece falls, located in an inconspicuous place on the chessboard.

However, Lu Kang's son fell, and the void behind him suddenly distorted, except for the great change in the breath in the void, it was still formless and substantial, but in Yanghu's perception, there were countless boats, ships, boats, and fighting ships on the river behind Lu Kang.

This huge sailor only exists in the perception of Yanghu and Lu Kang, but in fact, the river is still calm, but on the south bank of the river, these sailor warships are really moored.

Bai Zi fell for a moment, and Yang Hu also reached out to pick up a sunspot, and then Yun lightly landed the sunspot on Bai Zi's side.

As soon as the sunspot in Yanghu's hand fell, the void behind him was also shaken, and then countless rushing boats burning with raging fire appeared in the void.

The two breaths collided, as if Lu Kang was fighting with the sailors under the command of Yanghu. A fire is made in the water, and the water is broken by fire, and in this first confrontation, Yanghu has a slight upper hand.

However, it was only the first confrontation, Lu Kang's expression remained unchanged, and he still calmly picked up the second white coin.

This time, Bai Zi settled down, and there was no hesitation at all.

In the void, a crossbow phalanx of thousands of people appeared, and the arrows fell like rain all over the sky, and the two-leaf flat boat seemed to be drowned by this rain of arrows.

However, the rain of arrows is just a breath, and in the naked eye, Jiang Xin is still calm. And the scenery on the boat is still a game in the water.

One after another, the white and black sons fell one after another, and there was a magnificent and tragic battle in the void.

There are sword and shield army formations fighting, there are lancers and cavalry sprinting, and every military formation type derived from the void is the real Jin and Wu soldiers on both sides of the river.

Soon dozens of pieces fell on the chessboard, and the black and white sons were still equal.

It's just that the aura in the void is even stronger, although the outside world still can't see a trace of abnormality, but the two people on Jiang Xinzhou are flying with their hair flying, their robes are bulging, as if they are in the midst of a tragic and grand battlefield.

The invisible ancient war above the river is in full swing, and the world does not know how magnificent it is, but above the clouds of Xiling City, the four primordial gods who were originally fighting suddenly stopped tacitly, and the four primordial gods all looked at the two people who were playing in the river hundreds of miles away.

Outside Xiling City, he straddled the donkey diagonally, and did not look at the battle of Xiling, which was gradually coming to an end, he looked through the void and also looked at the Lexiang River hundreds of miles away.

It seems that the battlefield in front of you is not as good as the picturesque scenery of the game in the river.

Lu Kang continued to subconsciously reach into the cup, but this time he turned his fingers around in the Gu and didn't take it out for a long time, and suddenly Lu Kang's expression froze.

On the opposite side of Lu Kang, Yanghu also reached into the cup and took out a sunspot from it.

Yanghu sunspot stopped in mid-air, still waiting for the landing to resist the fall.

The breeze blew, and Lu Kang's hair swept on the chessboard again, and this time the white son did not fall for a long time.

After a long time, the two subconsciously looked at their chess cup.

At this moment, the Othello chess cup is empty, Lu Kang has no son in his hand, and Yang Hu still has the last piece in his hand.

"In this life, I can fight with my uncle heartily, resist death without regrets....." Lu Kang gently lowered his hand, put it on his knees, and looked at the chessboard with his head down.

Uncle Yanghu.

"Ahh

Then the sunspot fell, and it landed heavily on the chessboard.

This one fell, like a thousand pounds, and a crisp sound came from the chessboard.

With the crisp sound of this life, the chessboard seemed to be unable to bear the weight, and instantly shattered into slag, turning into fragments and scattered into the river.

The chessboard shattered, and the magnificent and tragic battlefield aura in the void seemed to have lost its restraint, and the terrifying aura permeated.

The hundreds of thousands of troops lined up on both sides of the strait suddenly felt suffocated, and these ordinary people didn't know what was happening, but they felt as if they had experienced life and death in an instant, and everyone felt a chill in their backs, and their vests were already wet with sweat.

Then everyone was horrified to find that a large number of fish and shrimp suddenly floated on the originally sparkling river, and the blood stained the Yangtze River in an instant, and the fish and shrimp were wiped out....

Soon, the two flat boats on the center of the river spread out the blood waves, and then retreated to both sides of the river.

Lu Kang walked off the boat with a lonely expression, and the game seemed to make him a lot older, and the original generation of famous generals was no longer majestic, showing the twilight of heroes.

On the other side, although Yanghu looked better, his steps were much heavier than before.

"The big picture is decided.... It's time for us to go back and get ready to drop the book. "Above the clouds above Xiling, Lu Ji's voice sounded.

"Please, both. Wang Rong Yuanshen looked like a Taoist, and he bowed his hand to the landing machine Lu Yun, as if the previous battle between several people was just talking about the scriptures.

"Farewell!" Lu Ji and Lu Yun returned the salute.

Now that Xiling City has been captured by the Wu army, the rebel general Bu Yan has also been ambushed, and the ordinary soldiers are still immersed in the joy of victory, but Lu Ji Zhou and others already know the victory and defeat between the two famous generals in Lexiang.

In Xiling City, Zhou Cheng walked into Zhou's tent.

No one knew what the two said, but from the second day, Zhou Cheng was never seen in Xiling City.

In the camp of the Wu army in Lexiang, Lu Kang walked into the big tent, and he was followed by the few remaining generals of the Wu State who could be of great use.

Lu Kang stepped into the big tent with one foot, and suddenly his body trembled, and then he opened his mouth violently, and a ball of black blood spurted out, and the person also collapsed with it.

"General...."The generals behind Lu Kang exclaimed, and they all went to support Lu Kang.

"You can't do anything, don't let the soldiers die in vain, you can wait...."Lu Kang said a sentence weakly, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Everyone put Lu Kang on the couch, and when the military doctor arrived, Lu Kang was already lifeless.

As soon as Lu Kang died, the last famous general of Wu fell, and the Wu army camp was in chaos and morale was completely lost.

And on the north bank of the river, Yanghu also sat in the main tent with some distraction.

"How long will it take for the Duke of Jingling to arrive?" asked Yang Hu's voice a little tiredly.

"We'll be there in two hours. The subordinate general replied.

"Oh, stand down. After the arrival of the Duke of Xiling, you will obey the orders of the Duke of Xiling. Yang Hu waved his hand lightly and motioned for his subordinates to go down.

"No. The generals responded together, although they didn't know what Yanghu's order meant, but the military order was like a mountain, and everyone responded without hesitation.

When the crowd will withdraw from the tent, there will be only one person left in the tent.

At this moment, Yanghu was also pale, but there was obviously a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he opened his mouth slightly, muttering to himself: "I have to fight like this in this life, I am happy..."

As soon as the word "Yang Hu" came out, a sound of bones shattering came from his body, one sound, and then another.

The sound of shattering sounded seven or eight times in a row, and Yanghu's body trembled violently, as if it was about to fall apart. Then a bloodshot spilled from the corners of his mouth when he smiled, and then he slowly closed his eyes with a smile on his face.

It wasn't until two hours later that Wang Hun arrived at the Jin army camp and found that Yanghu had died of anger.

On the same day, the two famous generals of the world fell one after another.

The news soon spread all over the world, as soon as Lu Kang died, many Wu generals on the south bank of the river took the initiative to surrender to the Jin army, and the first to surrender to Jin was the son of Lu Kang, Lu Ji and Lu Yun, along with Zhou.

Then the Jin army crossed the Yangtze River, and under the leadership of Wang Hun, they went all the way to Wu Capital Jianye.

At this moment, in the direction of Jianye, there was a cyan sword light above the clouds that was moving rapidly, and Zhou Cheng's figure was faintly visible in the sword light.