The moonlight is shining, and the waves are sparkling on the Wujiang River.
The soul-calling array slowly dispersed.
Xiang Yu looked around subconsciously.
When he saw the camps and the dark crowds on the shore, he was slightly startled.
"Han Army!"
Xiang Yu suddenly stretched out his hand to draw his sword, but suddenly found that there was nothing on his waist.
But with this movement, the rich ghost energy gathered in his palm and turned into a sharp sword.
Xiang Yu was stunned and subconsciously drew his sword.
The ghost sword was unsheathed, and the black sword energy spread, cutting Wujiang below him in the middle.
Cutting off the river with one sword.
Before the sword energy dissipated, he flew towards the camp on the shore.
In the sword energy, there are three parts Yin Qi, three parts murderous Qi, three parts evil Qi, and the remaining one part is King Qi.
Zhou Chengzhi frowned, he was just a ghost, and a random sword strike was comparable to a full-strength strike at the peak of the third level.
I rather underestimated him.
However, it is only the third level.
Zhou Chengzhi waved his hand, and a ray of spiritual energy flew out, turning into a giant shield, blocking the camp and the hundreds of meters long black sword energy.
But the next moment.
The giant shield exploded and flew away.
Black sword energy swept over.
Zhou Chengzhi was shocked and punched out. The punch mark grew long in the wind and hit the arc-shaped sword energy.
The sword energy collapsed, the fist seal disappeared, and the energy spread out, setting off huge waves on the river surface.
The force of the counter-shock came, and Zhou Chengzhi took a step back.
What shocked him even more was that a black sword mark appeared on his right fist.
The flesh and blood split open, exposing the thick phalanges.
The master of Wanzhou Mansion, a fourth-level and eighth-level immortal, looked at the ghost on the river in disbelief.
It's obviously only the third level.
Can you actually hurt yourself?
On the riverside, tens of thousands of soldiers also looked at this scene in horror.
A ghost actually hurt the master of his palace!
This must be an evil ghost!
But unfortunately, I didn't feel the slightest bit of coldness and evil from him.
On the contrary, there is a domineering aura that people cannot look directly at.
They were equally horrified as Zhou Chengzhi and others.
And Xiang Yu himself.
He stared blankly at the black sword in his hand and frowned.
Did you swing that sword just now by yourself?
"No," Xiang Yu came back to his senses and said in surprise, "I have committed suicide, why..."
Li Xiang walked forward slowly, and the soul-calling flag flew back and landed on his collar.
Xiang Yu was slightly startled and understood something. He looked at Li Xiang doubtfully, "Did you wake me up?"
Li Xiang nodded slightly and waved his hand, causing the disconnected Wujiang River to flow again.
Yin energy gathered from all around and turned into a small boat with a black awning under their feet.
Xiang Yu was surprised, "God?"
Li Xiang did not answer, but said, "A poem once said,
"If you live as a hero, you will die as a ghost.
I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross the Yangtze River."
Xiang Yu was startled, memories emerged, and his eyes quickly dimmed.
After Gaixia's defeat, he was chased and intercepted by Liu Bang's Han army and fled all the way to Wujiang. The head of the Wujiang Pavilion persuaded him to cross the river in order to make a comeback.
However, Xiang Yu had no face to see his elders in Jiangdong, so he refused the advice of the pavilion chief and gave him the Wuzui horse. He then dismounted and fought on foot, killing hundreds of Han troops before committing suicide.
"I refuse to cross Jiangdong, cross Jiangdong... None of the eight thousand Jiangdong children come back, so what will I look like when I see them again..."
Xiang Yu murmured in despair.
Li Xiang knelt down, closed the right sleeve of his robe with his left hand, and made a gesture of invitation.
Xiang Yu sat down in a daze, still mumbling endlessly.
His soul had just been awakened, and the defeat seemed like yesterday.
Between the two of them, there was a low table with a stove next to it, and a ghost fire was burning to cook wine.
Li Xiang picked up the jug and poured a glass of wine for each of them. He picked up the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp. "Does the Overlord know why he was defeated?"
Xiang Yu picked up the wine cup and put it down again. He was silent for a long time and sighed: "Time is also destiny. It is not a crime of war to kill me."
Li Xiang poured another glass of wine and poured it into his mouth.
Sure enough, as the history books said, Xiang Yu attributed the cause of his defeat to God's will and did not admit his mistakes and mistakes.
Li Xiang did not want to discuss the reasons for the victory or defeat with him, but just asked, "Does the Overlord know what year it is now?"
Xiang Yu raised his head and looked at Li Xiang.
As Li Xiang thought, the yin energy around him gathered and turned into a picture.
A man wearing a dragon robe appeared in the main hall, and the civil and military officials knelt down and worshiped, shouting long live the mountain.
A narration voice sounded: "In 202 AD, after Liu Bang destroyed Xiang Yu, he held a coronation ceremony in Sishui and designated the country as Han, and he was Emperor Gao of Han."
The veins on Xiang Yu's arms popped out.
The picture continues to change.
"After Liu Bang became emperor, he pacified the kings with different surnames, Gong Wei, Zhang Ao, Han Xin and other founding heroes were killed one after another, and the major feudal states were transferred to the descendants of the Liu family. In 195 AD, Liu Bang, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, killed Baima as an ally and formed an alliance with the generals.
We have agreed that anyone who is not the Liu family but the king will be attacked by the whole world..."
"At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the world was in chaos..."
"...So far, the Eastern Han Dynasty has been destroyed...the two Jin Dynasties..."
…
"Until the great catastrophe..."
Scenes were displayed in front of Xiang Yu like a slideshow.
The expression on Xiang Yu's face kept changing.
He finally turned around and looked through the dark crowd on the shore to the tanks, armored vehicles, artillery...
After a long time, Xiang Yu looked at the wine cup and said, "Unexpectedly, I have been dead for two thousand years."
He raised his head, looked at Li Xiang, and said, "You awakened my soul and asked me to go to the north to kill monsters?"
Li Xiang nodded, "I don't want to see Jiuzhou Lu Chen and the Chinese bloodline cut off, so I ask the Overlord to help me."
"I am a lonely ghost and cannot be called the overlord."
Xiang Yu shook his head and was silent for a moment, "But for the sake of the common people in the world, Xiang is willing to fight again."
He picked up the wine cup and held it level in front of him.
Li Xiang also raised his wine cup.
They both drank the wine at the same time.
Xiang Yu said no more, got up and disembarked from the boat, and walked towards the shore.
The researchers at the Institute of History stared at him with fanaticism in their eyes.
Xiang Yu came to the shore and glanced at Zhou Chengzhi from a distance, his aura surged.
From level three to level four in an instant.
His eyes were full of killing intent.
Zhou Chengzhi's hair stood on end, his face turned pale, and he quickly turned his head, not daring to face his sharp edge.
In the head of the Wanzhou Mansion, half a line of a poem kept popping up in his mind: "Death is also a ghost hero, death is also a ghost hero..."
Xiang Yu strode forward.
In the camp, countless warriors and returnees separated like the tide.
That back view was full of arrogance.
But it seemed a little lonely.
Li Xiang had a thought in his mind, and the soul-calling flag flew out.
In the river, a war horse neighed.
Xiang Yu turned around suddenly, "Zui!"
The black horse jumped out of the river, rode the waves, rushed to Xiang Yu's side, and nuzzled its master affectionately.
Then, twenty-eight riders rushed out of the river and came to Xiang Yu. They all got off their horses and said, "Overlord!"
Xiang Yu was stunned, "You..."
Li Xiang said from a distance, "How can the overlord of Western Chu fight alone?"
With a wave of his sleeves, the barrier appeared on the roaring river.
The gate of the realm opened, and hundreds of thousands of Chu troops from Gaixia surged out like a black wave.
The hundreds of thousands of ghosts of the Chu army that covered the entire Wujiang River all knelt down and worshiped: "Overlord!"
The sound shook the sky.
The whole world here is in a state of mourning.
At the front of the army, a woman was riding on a horse, looking at him lovingly.
Xiang Yu looked around, his voice trembling, "You, you... are all here?"
The ghosts of one hundred thousand Chu troops roared: "I am willing to follow the overlord and fight again!"
Xiang Yu closed his eyes, and after a moment, he slowly opened them, his fighting spirit surging, and he said loudly: "Okay!"
He showed off his red shirt and got on his horse.
Immediately, two soldiers came over carrying a big halberd.
Xiang Yu first raised his hand to Li Xiang, and then grabbed the spurge.
The Overlord of Western Chu looked to the north and clamped the horse's belly. The black-collared horse raised its front hooves high, then dropped heavily, throwing away its four hooves and running wildly.
One hundred thousand Chu troops followed closely behind.
The army passed through the camp and headed north in a mighty manner.
The whole earth is trembling.
The 200,000 elites of the Anhui Prefecture present were all watching this scene infatuatedly.
Shocked.
Zhou Chengzhi turned and looked towards the river.
The U-Peng boat has disappeared.
Li Xiang also disappeared.
It was as if it had never been here at all.
And Xiang Yu and his 100,000 Chu troops also disappeared into the dark earth.
Zhou Chengzhi looked a little dazed, what happened just now was like an hallucination.
"Master?" the guard reminded in a low voice, "The young master is back."
Zhou Chengzhi came back to his senses, looked at the wound on his right hand, and murmured, "I am not as brave as an overlord."
The guard was stunned. Why did the palace owner suddenly become so formal when he spoke?
Zhou Chengzhi looked at the empty river and said with a complicated expression, "City Lord Li is comparable to a God of War. No, from the perspective of the entire battle situation, he is more important than a God of War."
The guard was surprised, "Huh?"
"I finally know why the God of War and the Elder Council dared to launch a full-scale counterattack."
Seeing the confused look on the guard's face, Zhou Chengzhi explained, "The power of City Lord Li is not his personal power, but... his ability to awaken the ghosts of the dead."
"Think about it, besides Xiang Yu, who else can we conquer as an ancestor who is good at fighting?"
The guard thought of something and looked a little dazed.
Zhou Chengzhi asked and answered: "Huo Qubing, Wei Qing, Lu Bu, Zhao Yun, Yue Fei..."
Say the names one by one.
The guard shivered uncontrollably and looked towards the river. It took a long time before he uttered two words from his mouth, "Fuck!"
