The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind.

Meng Tian led the Qin army to raid, changing the entire pattern.

Almost all the leaders of the rebels are here.

If it is wiped out, although the riots in the world cannot be quelled, it can also delay the fortunes of the Great Qin State a little more.

Perhaps, there will be a turning point.

After all, Ying Ziying is the son of the former prince Fusu, although Qin Shi Huang is tyrannical, but Fusu is known as a virtuous name among the people.

Ying Ziying inherited Fusu's inheritance, or he could save a few points of Qin's qi.

What if the Qin Dynasty continued?

Perhaps Qin Shi Huang will still be buried in the tomb, and it will be difficult to unearth it again.

Thinking like this, Xiong Xi was shocked to find that this may also be one of the methods of the Emperor of Heaven.

As long as Qin Shi Huang no longer ascends the throne, in fact, for the Emperor of Heaven, it is no different who belongs to the country.

Thinking about it this way, Xiong Xi found another problem.

For the Emperor of Heaven, Xiang Yu cannot be the emperor, and Yingzheng cannot be the emperor.

For Chu He, he wants to kill Yingzheng and extract the elixir of immortality.

Strictly speaking, there is no disagreement between the two.

It can even be said that the purpose is the same in some way.

So why are they opposites?

And Chu He, who was originally very clever, how could he not figure this out?

Are the authorities obsessed?

Xiong Xi is puzzled!

He is a doppelganger of Chu He, but he is not Chu He.

He has a part of Chu He's memory, but his thinking may not be able to keep up with Chu He's footsteps.

He always felt that in the depths of this superficial plan, there were many, many more profound things hidden.

The battle between Xiang Yu and Meng Tian was between lightning and flint.

There was a crack in the sky, and the earth seemed to be torn in half.

Half like fire, like thunder, half like a tsunami, like a landslide.

Xiong Xi knew in his heart that Meng Tian was able to recover so quickly, in addition to Ying Ziying's mobilization of many rare treasures in the Qin Palace's inner treasury to heal his injuries, there was also the factor of Chu He's sword species.

So what is the reason why Chu He helped Meng Tian?

Doing it handy?

It's too hasty!

Although he is Chu He's doppelganger, Xiong Xi feels more and more that he can't understand his body.

"Hehe! Even my own doppelganger is on guard, and I hide my hand in everything, and I am really convinced!" Xiong Xi sighed, feeling a little helpless. What else can you do with such an unreliable ontology?

Let's run away!

Taking advantage of the fact that Meng Tian was still entangled with Xiang Yu and had no time to spare, he hurried away.

That's right!

Xiong Xi just felt that Xiang Yu had lost.

Although Xiang Yu is very good, first of all, he is not Liu Bang, and he is not favored by God like Liu Bang, which is commonly known as ... Not so lucky.

Secondly, Xiang Yu is now approaching the end of his crossbow, while Meng Tian is ready to go.

The two play each other, and when they meet opponents, they will meet good talents.

However, as long as fifty rounds have passed, Xiang Yu is bound to run out of energy.

At that time, if Meng Tian dares to fight hard, exchange injuries for injuries, fight for his life, and win Xiang Yu, there is a great possibility.

Escape!

Xiong Xi took advantage of his talent and successfully escaped to the outside of Hongmen Village.

At the entrance of the village, holding an iron spear snatched from the hands of the Qin soldiers, he stabbed to death several Qin soldiers who rushed over with brute force.

Xiong Xi touched the blood stains on his face and felt a little annoyed.

"Damn the identity of the King of Chu, if it weren't for that, the innate divine power in my body shouldn't make me so embarrassed!" Xiong Xi said hatefully.

His physical body was originally the son of the goddess of Wushan and the king of Chuhuai, Xiong Huai, and he was also a demigod, in a sense, he belonged to the same category as the Erlang gods Yang Jian, Yang Jiao and the Three Holy Mother.

This category is either not born, and after being born, it is natural that they are all talented.

Rumble!

The sky exploded, and Xiang Yu fell like a meteor.

Since the battle to destroy Qin, it seems that the undefeated god of war is finally about to be defeated now!

Long Ji took dozens of remnants of Chu soldiers and ran wildly towards the place where Xiang Yu fell.

And more people, whether it was the remaining princes or the soldiers brought by the princes, looked at the direction of Xiang Yu's fall with strange expressions.

Like joy, like curiosity, like regret, but... It's more like... Gloat.

Many soldiers once regarded heroes like Xiang Yu as idols.

But in fact, more people are willing to see the scenery of idols, but they are more willing to see the fall of idols.

The selfish desires in people's hearts are looking forward to pulling those who were once high and high to the same level as themselves, or even inferior to themselves.

"Xiang Yu, you are defeated, die!" Meng Tian didn't say much, against an opponent like Xiang Yu, he couldn't allow the other party to have too much respite. So much so that when he made a move, the words that came out of his mouth were extremely brief.

In fact, before he could say this, Meng Tian had already made a move.

The spear in his hand pulled out nearly a thousand spear flowers in an instant.

These brilliant fireworks are coherent together, just like in the night sky, and suddenly there are endless fireworks.

The sky was lit up with gunfire, as if they were seeing off the final curtain of a generation of overlords.

Liu Bang, who was dressed in disarray, smeared his face with blood stains, and disguised himself as a Qin soldier, looked at the gunfire that exploded in the sky, and his eyes showed extremely complicated emotions.

There are blessings and regrets.

There is no guilt or self-blame.

The king is not wrong!

If a person wants to be a king, he must never think that he is wrong.

It's not stubbornness, it's being a king, being the leader of a group of people. He is everyone's confidence, everyone's root, everyone's backer, he can have nothing, but he must always be confident, and never admit mistakes.

If he is wrong, then all those who gather under his command and die for him will lose the meaning and value of struggle.

Meng Tian held the spear in his hand, and endless battle intent surged in his heart.

When his spear was pointed at Xiang Yu's throat, there was no trace of flaw.

An opponent like Xiang Yu is hard to find in his life.

He'd love to play head-to-head and play fair when both of them are in great shape.

But he would never do that.

Because he is not a chivalrous man who pursues personal honor, but a general.

The general takes honor for defeating the enemy and defending his country.

As long as victory can be achieved, any means and sacrifices will not be spared.

The spear had already reached his throat, and three points further on, it would pierce Xiang Yu's throat.

But at this moment, the heavy pupils in Xiang Yu's eyes suddenly shrank, and the two pupils completely overlapped.

In an instant, a temperament that Meng Tian was extremely familiar, extremely frightened, and extremely reverent sublimated in Xiang Yu's body.

"Retreat!" scolded.

Meng Tian was like being struck by lightning, and the whole person froze on the spot.

Just in the same place, he gathered his spear and looked at Xiang Yu, as if he had seen something extremely incredible.

Suddenly, Meng Tian trembled all over, and then a shot rang out and exploded in the sky above the battlefield.

"Qin Jun listened to the order and retreated to Xianyang!" After saying that, he glanced at Xiang Yu again, and then turned around and left in a big stride.

No matter how you look at the back, it looks eager and anxious. Or even... In a dilemma.