The first time in history

Chapter 162: King of Western Chu

This time it was a black blind box, which looked deep and mysterious under the morning light. There were only four words on the note that could be seen through the paper: King of Western Chu

Qian Mingduo opened his eyes and found himself standing in a big tent. He was thinking about how to explain to the two people in front of him, but he found that they seemed to ignore his existence.

He stamped his feet deliberately, but the person in front of him did not react at all. Qian Mingduo understood that this time he was not a real person, but an invisible person. He could see and hear, but others could not see him.

Qian Mingduo carefully observed the two people in front of him. The man was tall and burly, with a look of majesty and courage. He exuded a kingly aura, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

The woman was also dressed in armor, looking heroic and beautiful, with every frown and smile showing her charming demeanor.

"The King of Western Chu" Qian Mingduo thought about the words on the note.

Xiang Yu, the most heroic man in Chinese history, held a glass of wine in his hand, but he never drank it.

"Your Majesty, drink this cup. I will fill it up again for you." Yu Ji sat beside him, looking at him tenderly.

Xiang Yu looked at Yu Ji from the side and smiled gently. At this moment, there was no majesty or coldness in Xiang Yu's eyes, only a touch of deep and unbreakable love. "My dear, how many years have you followed me? Almost five years, right?"

Yugi blinked slowly and nodded silently.

"I once promised that I would be the first emperor in history to have only one harem. And this only queen is you." Xiang Yu held Yu Ji's hand, crystal tears flashing in his eyes.

Yu Ji kissed Xiang Yu softly on the face, "I know, I know that the king's promise will be fulfilled."

"We don't need a palace that's too big, just high. I know you like to climb high and look far, so I'm going to build our bedroom high." Xiang Yu raised his hand and gestured, "I'll climb with you!"

Yu Ji smiled sweetly and nodded, but there was a hint of melancholy in her smile.

"It would be great if we could live on the top of a high mountain! I have strength, I can be a woodcutter and chop wood. I can also be a hunter and hunt. As long as I stay with you, I will be satisfied and have nothing else to think about!" Xiang Yu hugged Yu Ji tightly in his arms.

Yu Ji gently stroked Xiang Yu's face and said softly, "I can weave and spin, and I can also wash clothes for the rich. As long as I can stay with the king, I will be happy no matter what I do."

"If we have children, I will teach our sons the Overlord Spear and you can teach our daughters the Jade Maiden Sword. Let's have a bunch of kids, okay?" Xiang Yu closed his eyes.

"Okay, I will give birth to a bunch of children for the king." Yu Ji said slowly: "It would be wonderful for us to live happily on the top of the mountain!"

Xiang Yu and Yu Ji huddled together tightly, looking at the bright moon through the small window of the big tent.

Qian Mingduo looked at the two people in front of him. He could hardly imagine that this was the famous Xiang Yu. How could the heroic Xiang Yu be like this?

A candle was burning on the table, and the flickering flames illuminated a tattered map, on which a region was outlined with rough lines, and a conspicuous circle caught Qian Mingduo's attention. He leaned in to observe carefully and found two ancient characters written in the circle - Gaixia.

Qian Mingduo was shocked. Gaixia was the place where Liu Bang and Xiang Yu fought the final battle to decide the fate of the country. In this battle, Liu Bang defeated Xiang Yu and laid the foundation for the Han Dynasty.

Qian Mingduo silently watched Xiang Yu and Yu Ji embracing each other. They seemed to have become an eternal painting, telling the most touching love legend in that magnificent history.

Suddenly, a low singing voice came from outside the camp. Qian Mingduo listened carefully and saw Xiang Yu and Yu Ji also looking in the direction of the singing voice.

Chu's wind,

Blowing across thousands of miles.

The warrior has been away from home for a long time.

There is no end to the longing.

The river is long,

Time flies by.

My hometown is far away,

How sad my heart is...

Qian Mingduo opened the tent door and walked out slowly.

A low singing voice was heard from another direction, and then the singing could be heard all around the Chu camp.

"Besieged on all sides." Qian Mingduo felt nervous.

This is Zhang Liang using the well-known melody of Chu State and his own lyrics to evoke the Chu army soldiers' longing for their hometown and family.

When the Chu song sounded in the night sky of Gaixia, the soldiers of the Chu army were filled with astonishment and confusion. The familiar melody, like a call from a distant hometown, instantly touched the softest part of their hearts.

The soldiers stopped what they were doing and listened attentively. Some of them gradually had tears in their eyes, as their longing for their hometown burst out at this moment. They thought of the green mountains and clear waters of Chu, their parents, wives and children at home, and their once peaceful life.

Fear and despair began to spread among the crowd. They realized that the Chu territory might have fallen into the hands of the enemy, and they seemed to have become homeless wanderers.

The bravery and perseverance of the past were gradually replaced by confusion and helplessness, and morale quickly declined like a punctured balloon.

Some veterans squatted on the ground with their hands on their heads, crying silently, while the young soldiers looked at each other, at a loss.

The entire Chu army camp fell into deathly silence. Only the sad Chu song echoed in the night wind, like a sharp blade, piercing the hearts of every Chu army soldier.

The night grew darker, and a dark cloud covered the bright moon.

An officer came to Xiang Yu's tent and stood at the door. "Your Majesty, I have something to report."

When Xiang Yu walked out of the tent, Qian Mingduo stood beside him. The affectionate and affectionate man just now regained his majestic demeanor as a king.

"What's the matter?" Xiang Yu asked in a deep voice.

"Some soldiers surrendered to the Han army, and some fled the barracks and are nowhere to be found. I, a few generals...can no longer stop them."

"Those who are demoralized have no fighting spirit left in the army. Pass on my order." Xiang Yu said loudly: "Anyone who leaves the camp must not be stopped or killed. Let him go."

Yu Ji walked gently to Xiang Yu's side, looked at the officers leaving, and took his hand, holding it tightly.

"This place... is already a dead end. If we leave now, there may be a glimmer of hope." Xiang Yu smiled faintly, "I just hope the officials in Peiyi will not let down these surrendered soldiers."

It rained heavily early in the morning.

Han army camp.

Liu Bang stood on the watchtower outside the central army tent, looking indifferently at the Chu army kneeling and surrendering below.

"How many surrendered soldiers?" He nodded slightly.

"More than ten thousand." Han Xin said.

Liu Bang glanced at Zhang Liang beside him and said, "Sir, what do you think we should do with these surrendered soldiers?"

"Those who wish to stay in our army can stay," Zhang Liang said with a bow.

"What about those who don't want to stay? How should you deal with them?" Liu Bang asked.

Zhang Liang looked down at the watchtower and said, "Those who do not want to stay in our army will be allowed to return home."