Chapter 556 The murderer who broke the army! Xiang Yu from Chu!
The big tent was cleared away, leaving only the smell of blood that lingered.
The thing happened so suddenly that even after a long time after the curse, Xiang Liang's mind was still blank and he didn't know how to deal with the aftermath.
No country has truly seen the power of Mohism, because no country wants to.
When the giant was killed by him, the ripples caused were greater than the death of kings of some small countries for three consecutive generations.
Lieutenant General Huan Chu looked at the still bright red blood on the ground, and shuddered unconsciously when he thought that this was the blood shed by the Mohist tycoon.
At this juncture, killing the Mohist giant is only a little better than the Qin army killing them.
"Uncle, Uncle Chu, if our Chu country is so afraid of even the Mo family, how can we fight for the world? It's better to hide in Yunmengze!"
Xiang Yu is tall and as strong as a bear. At first glance, he is many times stronger than an ordinary person. But if you look carefully, you can see that the thing between his upper lip and nose is not a beard, but down.
"Ignorant bastard!"
Xiang Liang exploded like a dynamite barrel ignited by sparks.
"Do you know how many people there are in the Mo family! Where are they? No one knows! But the Mo family is everywhere!
"You can't even get a good night's sleep. No one in the Mohist family is afraid of death! You have to keep one eye open all the time. This is all your fault!
"Chu will not be defeated in a frontal battle, but no country dares to say that it can win easily. After a tragic victory, how will it deal with the more brutal Qin!"
Huan Chu smiled bitterly and pulled his eldest nephew, wanting Xiang Yu to say a few words, but he didn't pull.
Xiang Yu stood there, like Mount Tai, with his neck hunched and head held high, and each of his four black pupils was filled with dissatisfaction.
Even at this critical moment, Huan Chu couldn't help but sigh.
[It has only been a while, and I am no longer a match for this guy.]
He took two steps, walked around Xiang Yu's side, stood in front of his nephew, blocked Xiang Liang's sight, and cupped his fists to plead for mercy.
"Zhu Guo calmed down, and Yu'er also expressed his grievances for Zhu Guo. The words of this Mohist giant are indeed hateful."
After experiencing Fu Chu, Huan Chu, a rough man who had always spoken without thinking or using his hands and brains, began to speak with a refined tone, and his words were no longer full of recklessness.
"That's what you're used to!"
Like a rich man's neck, his belly bulged and fell, like an extra-large toad pointing at his good brother who was the deputy general.
"If you're afraid of this or that, how can you replace Emperor Qin! Give me three hundred people! I'll go to the next city! Pay it with merit!"
Xiang Yu was furious, and his heart was filled with grievances.
He vented his anger for his uncle, but was constantly complained. Didn't he just kill a giant? What is the Mohist family? A group of untouchables who joined the gang to keep themselves warm. He killed as many as they came!
"You attack your ass! You"
Xiang Liang raised his arm to curse again, but the chief counselor Fan Zeng pressed his palm on Xiang Liang's arm.
Xiang Liang stopped talking and turned to look at Fan Zeng with a frown.
Fan Zeng was the person he valued the most. If Fu Chu had not listened to Fan Zeng's words and found a shepherd boy, Xiong Xin, to sit on the throne, those old nobles would not have gathered in Yingdu to wait for orders.
To show his respect for Fan Zeng, he even asked Xiang Yu, who regarded him as his hope for the future, to call Fan Zeng his father.
"Zhu Guo, what the young general said is not unreasonable.
"In the eyes of the Mohist tycoon, we are rebels, so Zhang Chu is not a rebel? Coming here from Yiyang, we passed through Zhang Chu's territory first. This Mohist tycoon must have met Chen Sheng first. When the Mohist tycoon met Zhu Guo this time, he decided to
Zhang Chu couldn't escape his involvement.
"Right now, Zhang Chu is waiting for the news. Before it is confirmed, the precautions must be lax. No one can think that the Mohist giant will die. Taking advantage of the fact that the news has not spread in the big tent, attacking Zhang Chu urgently at this time may have a miraculous effect."
Fan Zeng looked at Xiang Yu with a smile on his lips.
"Young General, the fault of assassinating the Mohist giant is not that you can attack the next city, but the entire Zhang Chu."
Xiang Yu stared at Xiang Liang, the man he called his uncle, but actually regarded him as his father in his heart.
"That Yu will defeat Zhang Chu!"
Xiang Liang was furious.
"What a piece of shit you are! You are an ignorant bastard!"
[The hair is not even long, the ability to get into trouble is not small, and there is no actual combat experience. He talks big words all day long. Is this double-pupiled child born to the wrong person?]
An hour later, the Chu army broke out and attacked Zhang Chu.
As Fan Zeng expected, King Zhang Chu, who had been waiting for scientists to give him news about Chu, lost his vigilance and did not issue a royal order to his rulers to prepare for full war preparedness.
The cities were poorly defended and unprepared, and two cities were defeated in succession. Only then did the news reach Zhang Chu's capital city and Chen County.
The king of Zhang Chu, Chen Sheng, the false king Wu Guang, and the general Wang Liao were not worried but were happy.
The Chu State's attack on Zhang Chu so quickly meant that not only did it break up with the Mohist giant, but it also fell into an extremely urgent situation.
Under what circumstances would the Chu State, which originally had the upper hand, become anxious? It must be the Mohist family who wants to help Zhang Chu! It is very appropriate to lose two small cities in exchange for the Mohist family to help.
Wang Liao took command first and went to the front to fight the Chu army, and the fake king Wu Guang followed him as deputy general.
There was nothing that could be done about it. Zhang Chu, who led the peasants as his rebel army, had no aristocratic appeal and was too short of talents. Before Wang Liao came, the only capable general was Wu Guang.
A false king needs to lead troops at all times to fight, and among all the countries in the world, Zhang Chu is the only one.
In this era, only nobles could learn knowledge.
Zhang Chu grew up from the mud, not to mention recruiting talents. There are only a few people who can read and write.
Chen Sheng, the king of Zhang Chu, was waiting in Chen County, waiting for the return of the great man, and waiting for the disciples of the Mohist family to gather and wait eagerly.
None of the three people thought that the Chu State would dare to kill the Mohist giant.
Pengcheng was one of the few fortified cities of Zhang Chu, where 50,000 Chu troops were intercepted.
The Pengcheng garrison was named Wu Chen. He knew that frontal combat was not as good as the Chu army. He stayed behind closed doors and only defended rather than attacked, waiting for assistance.
The destruction of the first two counties gave the military officials time to prepare defensive equipment. The Pengcheng soldiers also adjusted their mentality and entered a combat state.
If the defender of a city only thinks about defense, then under normal circumstances, it will be difficult to capture it with ten times the force.
The Qin State, which had the strongest soldiers and generals, faced the Wei general Zhou Shi who was dedicated to defense. Without Ying Chengyu's black technology, it had no choice but to attack in a short time.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In this situation, encircling without attacking, holding the position and calling for reinforcements, and cutting off water and food are the most common choices in the art of war.
But what Chu State lacks now is time.
Xiang Liang didn't know that the scientist had asked his disciple to conceal the news of his death before he arrived. If he waited one more day, there would be one more day of risk of the news being leaked. By then, Zhang Chu would have the help of the Mo family, and it would be hard to say who would annex the other.
Anxious Xiang Liang sent people to call the military officials a coward, and to persuade the military officials to surrender, he would give high-ranking officials generous salaries as long as they opened the city gates. He threatened the military officials to resist and destroy the city, which would mean massacre.
It's no use, Pengcheng's four gates are closed.
Refuse to receive any information until it is broken.
Wu Chen was a native of Chen County, and he was a farmer before becoming the general of Pengcheng. He knew very well how much he weighed.
He is a good farmer and has been farming all his life.
Fighting is enough.
As a personal soldier of Wu Guang, he fought several battles with Wu Guang, and then he became the garrison of Pengcheng inexplicably. He didn't know what the art of war was.
He followed the instructions of the false king to defend the city and waited for the false king to come.
Xiang Liang glanced at the Chu army's tent and did not see Xiang Yu. His tired body suddenly sat upright.
"Where's that vertical one?"
Xiang Yu was his eldest brother's only son, and he had double pupils. He was always scolded, but deep down in his heart, he couldn't care less about Xiang Yu. He had to see Xiang Yu every day to feel at ease.
He always kept Xiang Yu by his side and devoted all his efforts to train him.
"The Major General led eight thousand people out. They have been gone for three hours. They said they were going to fight. They should be back soon."
Fan Zeng twirled his beard and said.
"Nonsense! What's he going to do? Attack Pengcheng! This Zhuzi only learned the word 'brave' in the art of war! You, you, you! Ouch!"
Xiang Liang pointed at Fan Zeng for a long time, and finally waved his hand angrily.
"Come here! Get this bastard back to me!"
If the person covering Xiang Yu at this moment was not Fan Zeng, Xiang Liang would have already been killed.
"Zhu Guo is at peace for a while, don't be impatient. People with double eyes have extraordinary power.
"The Zhu Kingdom has not given the major general military power, but there are still 8,000 people who would rather disobey military orders and follow the major general. This prestige is extraordinary."
Xiang Liang was annoyed, his round face full of dissatisfaction.
"Those eight thousand people are all descendants of my Xiang family, relatives who grew up with that Shuzi, and my childhood playmates.
"Everyone inside is related to Shuzi by blood, and is his uncle, uncle, and brother.
"That Zhuzi can do it better than me with just one order. Eight thousand tribesmen can die for this double pupil. This is nothing like prestige!"
In the sparse forest, eight thousand Chu troops followed Xiang Yu to ambush here.
"After running for over a hundred miles, nephew, are you accurate in your calculations? Can this really intercept people?"
A man who looked to be in his forties looked suspicious and asked Xiang Yu, who was sitting on his left.
"Father, why are you always asking me? Brother Yu must have his own ideas, isn't he?"
On the right side of Xiang Yu, a young man who looks very similar to a man but is much younger stopped talking, hugged Xiang Yu and said.
"Brother Yu, you have to say a few nice things to me in front of your sister when you go back. I won't let you go to bed if you get angry."
The young man sitting in front of Xiang Yu complained.
Xiang Yu, who was among the crowd, lost his previous airs and mingled with everyone, showing rich emotions.
These eight thousand people are all members of the Xiang clan.
In history, it was the deaths of these eight thousand people that made Xiang Yu unable to forgive himself. He was ashamed to see his elders in Jiangdong and committed suicide in Wujiang River.
The eight thousand people whose names are not recorded in the history books are just eight thousand Chu troops in the eyes of readers, just a number.
But in Xiang Yu's eyes, these eight thousand people were not soldiers, but living relatives.
The cousin who shielded him from the knife lowered his head and saw the severed hand of his clan brother. The one who was left with the severed hand was his uncle. The one who told him to cross the river and leave quickly was his uncle.
As time passed, less than half an hour passed, and the earth began to tremble rhythmically.
More than 8,000 people were shocked. Are there really enemy troops coming?
Xiang Yu stood up excitedly, raised his gun and mounted his horse, calling everyone to prepare for a charge.
The forty-year-old man hurriedly grabbed the reins.
"Nephew, you know how many people are on the other side and you dare to attack?"
Xiang Yu's eyes gleamed.
"I heard the sound was around 50,000 yuan. Uncle let go. The opportunity cannot be missed. This is the right time to attack! Come on!"
He pulled back the reins and rode away.
The man looked helpless, got on his horse, and charged, as did the eight thousand people.
Even though all of them are dead, they still have to ensure that Xiang Yu is alive and Chongtong is not dead, so there is still hope for everything.
They are not even afraid of death. They really have nothing to fear. Even if there are 500,000 people on the opposite side, as long as Xiang Yu wants to lead them to charge, they will charge!
Double pupils are destiny, and the Emperor of the East protects them.
Xiang Yu, who officially commanded a battle for the first time, faced the famous general Wang Liao for the first time.
It's not like Wang Liao never thought about guarding against enemy attacks.
But the veteran general never expected that while the main force of the Chu army was still under Pengcheng, someone would dare to lead a surprise attack with 8,000 men. He was caught off guard for a moment.
But he reacted very quickly and quickly formed his troops.
He didn't know how many Chu troops were coming, but they must not be many. He was constantly exploring the location of the main Chu troops. If they dared to attack and kill, they would all be left behind!
However, surprises always came one after another. The combat power of this Chu army far exceeded his imagination. He even suspected that the main force of the Chu army was coming!
The formation he had set up was broken instantly, and all the soldiers in the platoon were killed. This Chu army was simply more brave than the Taotie army he had seen!
"The man who kills and destroys the army! Xiang Yu from Chu! Hahahahahaha!"
The person who shouted was covered in blood, like a wild tiger that had escaped from the gate, and the spear was like a judge's pen. Wherever he pointed it, the people in that area were on the book of life and death.
Wang Liao's eyes were about to burst and he felt despair, because this boy who called himself Xiang Yu was not just a strong fighter.
This kid rushes into the formation to pick out the weak points, and rushes at all points. It's like following Wang Liao and seeing with his own eyes how Wang Liao arranges his troops. His sense of the battlefield is simply inhuman.
Suddenly, Wang Liao met Xiang Yu's eyes.
"This is impossible!"
Wang Liao didn't believe it, it must be an illusion.
How could he be picked out at a glance among thousands of troops? His bodyguards were still gathering, so there should be no chance of his identity being exposed.
Soon, Wang Liao knew that he was wrong.
Xiang Yu spurred his horse and charged straight! He was the only one in sight! All obstacles along the way turned into corpses and disabilities!
Wherever he passed, severed arms, legs, and heads were flying around, Xiang Yu was like a meat grinder!
"Let's go!"
Wu Guang shouted in Wang Liao's ear and pulled Wang Liao hard.
The false king was also covered in blood, and Wang Liao was dragged and staggered.
"Thieves, please leave!"
Xiang Yu shouted, and the black horse with four snow-white hooves under its crotch was treading on the extremely uneven battlefield where corpses were piled up, but it felt like it was walking on flat ground.
[That's too late.]
Wang Liao made the only accurate judgment today.
Xiang Yu's speed astride the snow-covered Wu Zui was so fast that even an unobstructed charge on the plains by a fine war horse could not be faster.
The spear penetrated one through two, killing Liao Tong, the king of Wu Guang.
"In the art of war, you must be the first."
The veteran vomited blood, looking at the four magical pupils, his eyes gradually became blurred.
This time, King Liao did not take the lead, so he died later. He was defeated in his own military way.
The main general and deputy generals were all dead. Zhang Chu's army was demoralized and had no fighting power. It was defeated and corpses were scattered all over the field.
After the battle subsided, Xiang Yu stepped on the blood, held a spear in one hand, clenched his fist in the other, and shouted to the sky the depressed anger he had been holding in for a long time since he killed the Mohist giant.