On the Han front line, in Liu Ji's military camp, Zi Huai knelt on the ground, holding his head and speaking in great pain.
His voice was trembling, and there was a drop of liquid hanging on the tip of his nose. He didn't know if it was sweat or tears.
Liu Ji looked at the trembling Zi Huai and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Zihuai is a good knife, but Liu Ji really doesn't want to use it.
He knows this child's past, knows this child's misery, and this child's tragedy.
And he has to use it.
As a person like Liu Ji, he didn't have to, and even took the initiative to let go and persuade Zi Huai to return to his sister's side.
But as the lord of Han and the king of Han, he must use it.
Northern Chu was very strong, even if the number of soldiers was only close to half of Han's, it was still very strong, so strong that Liu Ji had to deal with it carefully.
Now the reason why the Han Dynasty is able to contain the Northern Chu while almost destroying the Western Chu is entirely because of the existence of Han Xin, and Han Xin is not omnipotent.
Han Xin will never be able to hold on.
Liu Ji needs to invest more troops to fight against the Western Chu. Now that he has just destroyed the defense line of the Western Chu, he has to take this opportunity to destroy the Western Chu in one go. The resources that Han Xin can get in the north will be further reduced.
, sooner or later it will be unable to hold on, the gap in war power is too big.
Once Han Xin is defeated, it will not be easy for Bei Chu and Xiang An to defeat Han, but it will not be difficult either.
Xiang An alone can surpass three talents, he can surpass Han Xin, he can surpass Fan Kuai, he can surpass Xiao He. When he mounts his horse, he can destroy the city and enter the formation, and when he dismounts, he can govern the country and bring peace to the country. He is more than a star and a half better than his brother.
He will be Liu Ji's biggest stumbling block in his attempt to unify the Central Plains.
If Han Xin was still with Xiang An, Liu Ji felt that maybe the Central Plains man's surname was Xiang.
However, Han Xin is on his side now, and it is impossible for Han Xin to rebel until the war is over.
In order to solve the troubles in Beichu, the safest and only way Liu Ji could think of was to use Zihuai's knife.
Let this knife stab my sister's heart.
As a human being, this is very disgraceful.
But being a king is worth it.
But the result was what Liu Ji saw before his eyes.
Assassinating Liang Ning is not as simple as assassinating Wei Hao. Although Liang Ning also died in the hands of Zi Huai, he caused a lot of trouble to Zi Huai because of his long-term vigilance, such as one of Zi Huai's arms.
The wound on Sophora japonica's abdomen, such as... the portrait of Zi Huai held in Zijuan's hand.
Zijuan had fallen into a daze, looking at the portrait, maintaining an expression of astonishment, and made no move for a long time.
Why, why is it you?
Ashu, why is it you?
Xiang An glanced at Zijuan, shook his head gently, looked at the thing in his hand, which was an extremely ferocious mask, and then called out slowly.
"Little Four."
Zijuan was indifferent.
"...Xiao Si."
After a moment of silence, Xiang An called out again.
"...Second brother, let me...be quiet..." Zijuan trembled and responded to Xiang An with difficulty.
"That's our enemy." Xiang An did not leave any space for Zijuan to be quiet. He just looked at the mask Liao Ye made for him and said as calmly as possible.
"...Second...Brother..." Zijuan's tone was choked with sobs, the portrait cloth in her hand was balled up, and her whole body arched up.
Zi Juan doesn't want to accept this fact.
And she also knew that Xiang An was right.
But she didn't want to accept it.
Xiang An did not look at Zijuan again, put the mask aside and stood up.
Then he sat next to Zijuan and placed his broad, rough palms on Zijuan's head.
"......well?"
Zijuan was stunned, slowly raised her head, and looked to her side.
What caught his eye was Xiang An's tired and gentle smile.
Just like many years ago.
"Cry a little." Xiang An looked into Zijuan's eyes and said gently.
Cry, no one allows you to cry, just like how embarrassed I was after leaving my eldest brother.
Cry loudly.
"Woo...Woo-"
Zijuan couldn't bear it anymore. She gritted her teeth and hit her head on Xiang An's side. She grabbed Xiang An's clothes and cried softly and collapsed. She tried her best not to cry out.
How could Zijuan not collapse when her lost brother returned to her sight in this way?
Xiang An is right, Zihuai is already an enemy of Beichu.
He killed Wei Hao and Liang Ning, the two mainstays of the southern defense line, and destroyed Bei Chu's southern defense line, causing Bei Chu to fall into the dilemma it is now. He is Bei Chu's biggest enemy.
Because he is an enemy, he must be killed.
"Why, second brother - why do you think so!?"
Zijuan collapsed and cried, asking Xiang An.
Xiang An didn't answer, but gently patted Zijuan's back with his left hand, his tired eyes seeming to be lamenting.
Yes, why?
This is a little joke of fate, a nasty little joke.
...
In Hanying, Liu Ji has the same actions as Xiang An.
"I won't let you do it again."
After much hesitation, Liu Ji finally said this.
He patted Zi Huai's back gently, looked up at the somewhat dirty top of the tent, and said sadly.
Zi Huai raised her head in disbelief and looked at Liu Ji's somewhat relieved face.
"......Really?"
"Let's go, Ashu." Liu Ji didn't answer. He just rubbed Zi Huai's head and made his smile look as amiable as possible. "Favour should not be a tool to restrain you. Let's go."
Liu Ji stood up, grabbed Zi Huai's shoulders, and pulled Zi Huai up. Looking at this young man who was only as tall as his own shoulders, he smiled mockingly.
"If you could do it over again, don't let me rescue you."
"Let that guy Xiang An save you, or crawl out by yourself."
Liu Ji helped Zi Huai wipe away her tears and pushed Zi Huai a step outward.
"Go find your own life and don't get involved in the struggle at the national level."
Zi Huai opened his mouth and looked at Liu Ji, a little at a loss.
"I left you a house in Xingyang and a lot of money. If you can, go ahead and follow your own wishes, whether you want to sell it or live there."
"I'm sorry, kid."
...
Zi Huai left, as if he had lost his mind.
Liu Jikong was sitting in the tent, equally lost.
It's not that he lost a useful weapon, but simply that as a person, he doubted what he was doing.
However, the sound of the tent being opened still interrupted his thinking and self-blame.
It's Zhang Liang.
"Mr. Zifang, what happened?"
Liu Ji looked at Zhang Liang blankly, looking at the unfamiliar figure who was slightly decadent and stooped.
"Your Majesty, I...have come to ask your Majesty for something."
Zhang Liang knelt on the ground.
"My lord, I beg your Majesty..."
"After the king has unified the world, let me leave."