Chapter 905: Death of Xiang Liang, Mutation of Brothers
The number of Chu soldiers is no longer very large.
How many died? Maybe 10,000, maybe 20,000.
All in all, there was already a layer of corpses on the ground, some of them Qin soldiers, but most of them were Chu soldiers.
Xiang Liang undoubtedly won the battle with Zhang Han.
But Xichu lost.
The army was defeated like a mountain.
The Chu army has shown signs of defeat. Even if their fighting spirit still exists, even if their blood has not been burned out, this war can no longer be won.
Xiang Liang not only faced Zhang Han, but also faced several Qin soldiers at the same time.
Because the Qin soldiers had no Chu soldiers to deal with, they came to fight with Xiang Liang together with the general Zhang Han.
Xiang Liang fired his ground gun, and even Zhang Han and four or five people were unable to get close. However, he knew that his physical strength would soon be exhausted.
Sadness arose in his heart, but Xiang Liang killed even more vigorously.
"If you want to die, come and kill me, then come and kill me ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
The mud and sweat were mixed together, making Xiang Liang look disgraced.
Another shot came out from an unknown angle. Xiang Liang was unable to dodge and his helmet was knocked off.
His beard and hair were all gray, making him look like an old lion. He was exhausted, covered in blood, and still roaring and fighting.
"Come on - come on -"
“Come on ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”
Poof——
Bang——
Xiang Liang once again poked the head of a Qin soldier, but in response, another spear was thrust into his stomach.
"puff--"
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Xiang Liang's mouth, but his eyes were opened angrily, and his power was not diminished.
"Uh-ahhhhhh-!!!"
With fierce force, Xiang Liang raised his spear again and smashed the Qin soldier who stabbed the spear into his stomach.
But then, three more Qin soldiers rushed up and thrust out their spears in unison, but the target was Xiang Liang's abdomen.
Zhang Han was half kneeling on the ground, his consciousness already a little blurry.
There was a faint smile on his face.
I won, Zhang Han, I, Da Qin, won again, won again!
This Xichu army only had a total of more than 100,000 troops. Here, Zhang Han defeated nearly half of them in one fell swoop.
Xiang Liang's spear swept across and drove back the Qin soldiers.
But it's no use anymore.
Several spears were stabbed in his stomach, bleeding profusely, and all fell into the pile of corpses.
His steps were slightly shaky, but he still held the spear and glared at the Qin soldiers around him with hatred and crazy anger.
His jaw was trembling violently, and he vomited out an unknown amount of blood.
He could no longer see clearly.
But he still stood there.
Standing there with a spear and an angry expression.
The rays of the setting sun shone in his eyes, making his eyes seem angry instead of lifeless.
Zhang Han was stunned for a moment, then stood up holding his spear, pushed aside several Qin soldiers, and looked at Xiang Liang.
Xiang Liang is dead.
Even though he was dead, he stood there, looking at the Qin soldiers with angry eyes, pointing his sharp spear at the Qin soldiers, as if he would pounce on them and eat all the Qin soldiers alive in the next second.
But he died.
Zhang Han suddenly realized and looked at the battlefield.
The war...is over.
"...Withdraw, Chu is dead." He was slightly silent and turned around.
The Qin army began to retreat in an orderly manner, but even the Qin army suffered heavy losses.
But the Chu soldiers were almost all killed or wounded.
Xiang Liang's body was still standing there, as if his feet had taken root.
The spear pointed to the west, pointing in the direction of Qin.
...
The moment Xiang Liang died, the space seemed to shake on the way to support from surrounding cities.
The source of the shock was only two people.
The two brothers seemed to be shaken, riding on their respective horses, their pupils trembling violently.
Then, like two kites with broken strings, they fell from the backs of Kiyun Wuzui and Big Waves, and fell heavily to the ground.
The kicking clouds and the rushing waves scared the dead souls out of their wits, so they quickly stopped and turned around to look for them.
Xiang Yu fell on a stone, and a trace of blood flowed from his head.
Although he lost consciousness, his eyes were still open, as was Xiang An, but Xiang An fell into a bush.
The two brothers were lying on the ground in a "big" shape, staring at the dim sky with trembling pupils, and their mouths opened and closed slightly, as if they were saying something, as if they were just twitching.
Wu Zhui lowered his head and sniffed Xiang Yu. Tuanchi anxiously took two bites of Xiang An, trying to see if he could wake him up.
In a daze, I saw a figure appear in mid-air. He looked to the south and then to the north.
He shook his head and sighed.
"Second brother..."
Without another word, he raised his hands in two directions, spread his fingers, and then held them.
Following the movement of the man in the air, the brothers' chests trembled violently, as if something in their chests was caught by the man in the air.
And the man's hand began to move.
Click——
Click——
Click——
The eyes and mouths of the two brothers shone with light, and along with a huge and strange sound coming from their bodies, the joints of the two brothers suddenly started to move independently.
The feet twisted, the soles of the feet touched the ground, and the ankles drove all the parts above. Xiang Yu and Xiang An stood up forcefully, and both closed their eyes and mouths.
"Recall the meaning of your own birth."
"Recall the purpose of your existence."
The man in the air had sadness flashing in his eyes, but he continued to twist his hands without hesitation.
"Your memories, your abilities, and your bodies will all come back."
"Wake up, wake up, my children..."
"Wake up..."
The voice in Xiang Yu and Xiang An's body stopped together with the man's words in the air.
The two brothers stood there and fell silent. Kiyun Wuzui and Dalang Turanchi accompanied the two brothers, waiting for them.
After finishing all this, the man showed a sad and relieved expression.
"The distance...is not far either."
"...Go and have a look."
He drifted towards the north, towards Dingtao.
He has already seen it.
Lower the height so that no one can see him.
He gently stroked the head of Xiang Liang's body.
Just like when I was a kid.
"You still haven't changed, second brother."
Xiang Chao closed his eyes in pain.
"...If I hadn't insisted on having my own way, could all of this be more peaceful?"
He let out a long sigh.
"Go to sleep. This time, there will be no hatred to overwhelm you."
He took off the spear inserted in Xiang Liang's abdomen and touched Xiang Liang's eyes.
Finally he shook his head and disappeared between heaven and earth forever.