The Northern Chu army marched eastward, hoping to suppress the Han army. However, the Han army led by Liu Ji completed the rendezvous with Yingbu in the southeast and surrounded Xiang Yu, the king of Western Chu, in Gaixia.
"Strengthening the mountains and overwhelming the world,
When times are unfavorable, good fortune never fades away.
What can be done if the virtue is not gone?
Yu Xi, Yu Xi, what can I do?"
Xiang Yu has entered a desperate situation.
But even at this level, Xiang Yu still led a small group of troops to break out of the heavy encirclement of the Han army and fled toward the southeast and towards the river.
Escaped to... the west of the river, Wujiang Pavilion.
And along the way of the escape, a group of pursuers sent by Liu Ji followed closely.
"King!"
On the bank of the river, a boatman shouted.
That is the chief of Wujiang Pavilion.
"Your Majesty, get on the boat quickly!"
The head of the pavilion was anxious and shouted to Xiang Yu on Wu Zui's back: "Your Majesty, although Jiangdong only has a land of a thousand miles and not many people, it can still become the foundation for the revival of your great cause!"
"Your Majesty, hurry up and get on the boat. Let's go back to the east of the Yangtze River. Today, I alone have a boat that can cross the river, but the other boats have been destroyed by me. When the Han army comes, they will not be able to cross the river!"
Xiang Yu was startled, but then smiled.
"Crossing the river?"
"...No need."
He sighed towards the pavilion.
"Eight thousand people from Jiangdong followed me, Xiang Yu, across the Wujiang River and headed west, but now none of them have returned... Even if I cross the river, the elders from Jiangdong are willing to accept me and make me their king, and there are
What’s the point?”
His eyes were shining with an impossible and complicated light.
"I am ashamed of the elders of Jiangdong and the children of Xichu."
He said this from the bottom of his heart and his true feelings.
In the distance to the west behind him, more than a thousand Han troops could be seen pursuing them.
He looked back, got off his horse, led Wu Zhui, and walked to the side of Pavilion Chief Wu Jiang.
"Wuzui...has been with me for several years. I am invincible on its back." He touched Wuzui's soft and smooth fur and lowered his head, "...it shouldn't be with him.
I'll die together."
"You take it and go."
After handing the reins to the hands of the Wujiang Pavilion Chief, Xiang Yu walked westward with the Tianlong City Breaking Halberd.
Poppy stood beside Xiang Yu, saying nothing.
The director of Wujiang Pavilion has already taken Wu Zhui away.
"Yu...the only thing I can't let go of is you..."
The Han army and the last Western Chu army fought together.
Almost everyone in the Western Chu army could defeat ten, but the Han army was bent on destroying the Western Chu army.
Xiang Yu is exhausted.
"This is the end for me, Yu."
Xiang Yu put the sword under his neck and rubbed Poppy's hair with his other hand.
"This is the ending I deserve."
Xiang Yu closed his eyes and cut his neck hard.
Salvation machines should not exist in a peaceful era.
That's it, that's it...
thump--
Xiang Yu fell to the ground.
However, when there was still a glimmer of life left, when the poppy knelt down and cried.
Xiang Yu... saw it.
Future prediction was activated when Xiang Yu was dying.
He saw it.
The originally regretful face suddenly turned ferocious.
"No - no poof -"
Xiang Yu suddenly struggled, his pupils gradually dilating, showing horror and confusion.
why why--!?
Why are you telling me this kind of thing at this time——
"Yu-Yu!" Xiang Yu twitched and grabbed one of Poppy's hands.
"Lord Xiang Yu!?" Poppy hugged Xiang Yu, grasping Xiang Yu's hand in collapse and pain.
"Go, go -"
"Don't let...Xiang An——" Xiang Yu's vitality dissipated rapidly. He grabbed Poppy's hand, and tears of pain and self-questioning appeared in the corners of his eyes.
Why, it took until this time to tell me——
However, Xiang Yu could no longer ask this question.
The blood almost dried up from his neck, staining a large area of the ground red.
The poppy cried and cried in agony. The pain turned into a rain of blood.
However, Xiang Yu still left her with a task in the end.
Anyway...anyway...
The poppy's flesh and blood regrouped at the rear of the Han army and ran towards the west crying.
Above the Wu River, Wu Zui, standing on the bow of the boat, suddenly let out a sad neigh.
Then, take a leap.
Together with its overlord, it sank into the rolling river water.
...
Xiang An commanded the army and advanced eastward. It had already had friction with Liu Ji's main force and was about to make formal contact.
However, at this time, Xiang An received a piece of news.
"Xiang An, Han troops have appeared in the north, coming from the river!" Xiang Lu broke into Xiang An's camp with a trace of sweat on his face.
"North?" Xiang An frowned and stood up, "When was the news and where is it approximately now?"
The current location of Xiang An's army is east of Xiayi and on the west bank of Surabaya.
"The news this morning has arrived, in large quantities! It's by water!"
The two of them quickly walked to the sand table, Xiang Lu pointed at Wenshui and said.
"Now in this position."
"Twenty miles east of Dingtao..." Xiang An looked at the sand table and couldn't help but breathe quickly.
"...Fourth Uncle." Suddenly, Xiang An's mind seemed to have been struck by a bolt from the blue, and he took a step back involuntarily.
"Being plotted."
"......What?"
Xiang An took another step forward and lay down on the sand table.
"It's Han Xin. It's Han Xin who came from the north!" Xiang An's voice trembled slightly and he pointed at Wenshui.
"The source of Shaoshui happens to be connected with Wei. After they retreated from the north, they went directly to Shaoshui, and then headed south from Shaoshui... into the river."
Xiang An knocked on the sand table.
"Then take the road from the south bank of the river, then enter Wenshui River, and go all the way east until you reach... Dingtao."
"No...you have to contact your elder brother...the King of Western Chu!" A strong sense of threat arose in Xiang An's heart, and he slammed the sand table, "We must do it before we are surrounded.
Complete the siege!"
"us--"
"Report——————"
Before Xiang An finished speaking, he heard the long voice of the messenger.
"Your Majesty, it's not good!"
"What's the matter? Tell me quickly!" Xiang An recognized that this was the spy he sent to the east and glared.
"Xi Chu...Xi Chu is gone!"
Xiang An was stunned.
"...What did you say?" He took two steps closer and looked at the spy in disbelief.
"Your Majesty, Western Chu is gone. Just the day before yesterday, I bypassed the Han army's defense line and found out the news. Yesterday, the army was defeated. King Xiang Yu of Western Chu fled to the south with a small group of remnants. It is estimated that...
..."
Xiang An's breathing became irregular and rapid.
The things in front of him became blurry, and Xiang An felt dizzy.
"Pfft-"
Another mouthful of blood spurted out from Xiang An's mouth and nose.
"Xiang An!!!"
"King!"
Xiang Lu and the soldiers who sent him the order were so distraught that they quickly helped Xiang An, who was vomiting blood and fell to the ground.