Yu Ji was awakened by the sound of a flute. After waking up, she suddenly heard the familiar flute sound of the "Yunmen", as if she was quiet to another wonderful world. After the sound of the flute, a sad and desolate song of Chu came, as if thousands of troops were singing in the camp.

Yu Ji walked out of the tent and found that the sky was getting brighter and the sound of the flute gradually rose. The entire Qin camp and Xichu camp were shrouded in the strong sound of the Chu songs and flutes.

There are nine sections in "Yunmen" in total, and they are all refreshing, especially as they reach the end, they become more sad and pitiful, and the local accent of Chu became stronger.

Xiang Yu had already heard the familiar sound of the flute. He put on a purple emperor robe and walked out of the tent. He thought it was Yu Ji who was back. There had been a sect leader outside the tent. Ji Bu and others were all there. Ji Bu turned to look at Xiang Yu, his eyes full of sadness and doubt. Xiang Yu asked hurriedly, "What kind of music is this? Why is it so familiar? There is also this song."

Ji Preached; "Why did the king forget that this is the ninth stanza of "Yunmen". It is the sound of the flute of our Chu State, and the singing is the sound of our Chu State."

Xiang Yu suddenly lost his appearance; "Why are there so many people singing? Could it be that all the soldiers of Chu surrendered to Qin?"

Listening to "Yunmen" to see the situation in front of you, how could Xiang Yu not want to call for wind and rain, how could he not want the wise men in the world to do their best? However, the north wind has no ears, and the wise men can go away, and only this camp with a sharp trembling in the north wind.

Xiang Yu stroked his sword with his hand and stood in the wind, which was extremely tragic. He sighed and said, "If there is a pillar in the sky, I will break it, if there is a ring in the earth, I will lift it up. It is a pity that the sky has no pillar and the earth has no ring in it, so I cannot die with Ying Hu Hai."

It was dawn, and the morning glow dyed the east red as beautiful as the colorful forgings in the Yingdu dyeing workshop in the past. Xiang Yu looked at the entire military camp, and the soldiers standing outside the tent were listening quietly to the plum blossoms and jade flutes, immersed in the joy of victory in the past.

Xiang Yu stood there motionless, Ji Bu and Zhonglimei stood behind Xiang Yu, and the soldiers leaned or stood, standing or sitting, and listened still. The tent did not move, the battle flag did not move, the morning glow did not move, the entire Western Chu camp was like a clay sculpture in a pottery kiln factory. They were quiet in the atmosphere of "Yunmen", and no one noticed that the sound of the flute was getting sadder. The song was explaining the sadness, and the song said: "At the fifth day of the morning, I was cold and the name of the Chu soldiers was frozen to death, and no one cried in the cold field. I will not be a Chu soldiers again in the next life. My grandmother and mother were looking forward to returning, and my wife and children howled husband, come back, come back!"

As Yu Ji listened, she couldn't help but shed tears inexplicably. The Chu soldiers and generals were also dejected and cried secretly, especially the eight thousand soldiers followed Xiang Yu from Jiangdong, traveling southeast, northwest and north, suffering all the hardships and tortures. They felt particularly uncomfortable, and some even burst into tears.

For a moment, the Chu army was in chaos, depressed and depressed.

Zhonglimei suddenly woke up from the sad cry and shouted quickly, "Overlord, no, we have been trapped by the enemy. The sound of the flute is like crying and complaining, and it is the soul of the Qin army."

Seeing that the Chu soldiers were all crying and listless, Xiang Yu stomped his feet and rubbed his hands in a hurry, staring at them, unable to think of any good idea. He called Yu Ziqi and other generals to discuss and discuss it, but there was no way to do it. In the end, Zhonglimei came up with a solution; "Overlord, generals, I have a plan, we might as well try it." Xiang Yu hurriedly said; "Let's talk, let's talk." Zhonglimei said; "The Qin army used Chu songs to disrupt our army's morale. We can beat the drums and whistle the war drums, and the morale of the army will be greatly improved, and the sad flute and singing naturally lose their effect."

Every night, countless sounds of Chu songs and flutes were heard in the Qin camp every three consecutive days. The soldiers in the Chu camp fled one after another, with fewer and fewer people, and the morale of the army was like a piece of loose sand. Every night, when sad tunes came from the Qin camp, the Chu army accompanied the drums of war. The drum sounds thumping the sky and the earth, inspiring and urging people to move forward. The horns are majestic, cutting through the sky, giving people strength, and increasing fighting spirit. The drum sounds of the entire Chu camp are noisy, and the trombones are empty. The soldiers practice swords, ride horses and shoot arrows, and are more energetic. Only then can they stabilize the situation a little, but everyone knows that the decline has been formed, and the chaotic drum sounds are irreversible.

The sound of flutes and singing stopped, and the Chu and Han camps returned to the terror of silence.

In the early morning of the fourth day, war drums suddenly sounded from the Qin coalition. Xiang Yu walked out of the camp and saw dust flying everywhere, birds covering the sky, and the sound of killing was vast. Before Xiang Yu could understand, three or four patrol soldiers had already knelt down in front of him: "Report to the king, the Qin general led 500,000 Qin soldiers to fight like the Chu camp." Xiang Yu shouted loudly; "In that direction." The patrol soldiers said panickedly; "There are people from all directions, and they can't tell which direction."

Xiang Yu cursed, "Damn Ying Hu Hai, I hope you will lead the troops yourself and I will fight to the death." After that, he immediately ordered someone to lead the Ma Tai halberd and went out in anger.

Xiang Yu led 80,000 troops out of the camp and rushed straight towards the central army. Xiang Yu thought to himself, if the King of Qin went to fight, I would hold on. As long as the King of Qin died, the Qin soldiers would definitely be in chaos and defeated without fighting. "He held a painting halberd in his hand, carried a bronze whip on his back, and wore a sword on his waist, instigated the black horse, and led the elite soldiers and generals to kill bloody flags pointing at the Qin army.

Xiang Yu was fighting and watching, and found that the Qin army sent only more than 100,000 troops this time, and he felt a loss of burden. For many days, Xiang Yu had been depressed in the camp for a long time and gathered all his strength. He was truly immense and powerful. The hundreds of pounds of painting halberds were flying in his hands like a fire stick. He swept across it and fell down a dead body; stabbing straight through it, which was a bloody road. The black horse was lying, lying, jumping, running, dodging, and dodging like a divine horse. When the Qin army saw it, they were heartbreaking and their souls were scattered.

It is hard to kill the Qin soldiers with 80,000 troops, and it is unstoppable. Xiang Yu led several generals to a handsome "Qin" and saw that there was no Qin King. He screamed in anger and immediately ended the life of a Qin general wearing a royal robe that pretended to be Qin King. In a flash, Xiang Yu discovered the second king flag and followed it to kill him, but did not find the Qin King. The third king flag was dozens of feet behind him and Xiang Yu advanced deep into the depths to kill him. He was still dead at the Shin-King. When he arrived at Shin-King, he still had no shadow of the King of Qin. He was holding the flag. He was so angry that he was furious that he was full of anger on the Qin soldiers who were rushing over.

The Qin soldiers fell down layer after layer under Xiang Yu's painting halberd, one after another, and suddenly the sound of gold ringing came from the Qin soldiers. The gold ringing made a big sound, and the Qin soldiers retreated like a tide. Xiang Yu was still unsure of whether to chase or retreat. At this moment, a tall horse suddenly rushed out of the retreating Qin army, twenty feet away from Xiang Yu and shouted loudly among the outsiders: "West Chu King, I will leave first." After that, Wang Zhu turned around and ran away. Countless personal soldiers wrapped him and retreated backwards.

Xiang Yu saw it really well, it was the hateful Ying Hu Hai. He would never let it go now, and hurriedly ordered all the Chu army: "Chasing me and kill the King of Qin at all costs."

Xiang Yu chased the King of Qin in anger and chased him for two or three hours. Wherever he went, the Qin soldiers immediately fled, and the corpse was left on the spot before he could escape. King of Qin Ying Hu Hai ignored it and just kept running away, even more rogue than Liu Bang. He was about to catch up, just as the horse head and the ponytail were about to catch up, Xiang Yu raised his halberd high and wanted to kill Wang Zhu, and suddenly two ambushed soldiers emerged from both sides, and rushed straight towards the Chu soldiers and Xiang Yu.

Xiang Yu was surprised and shouted, "Note, Qin soldiers are ambushing." The Chu soldiers and generals put all their energy on the King of Qin, and did not pay attention to the situation on both sides. Xiang Yu's scream was surprised, and everyone rushed to fight.

"The King of Western Chu, the King of Huainan Yingbu is here, your death is here."

"The King of Western Chu, King Guanying of Qi is here, you surrender."

"The King of Western Chu, I am the King of Qin, and Hu Hai, here, you come and chase me, hahahaha."

The sound came from the three directions left and right. Xiang Yu looked up and inspected. He saw the King of Qin, Yingbu, Guanying and others majestic, standing on the hillside with high-headed horses. Behind them, the battle flags were fluttering and the handsome flags were flying. The battle generals on the left and right were arranged neatly and majestic. It was the time when the spring breeze was proud and full of confidence.

Xiang Yu kept chasing the King of Qin, as if he was dead, he was as if he was drilled through the depths, and he didn't think much about it. At this time, he suddenly realized and said loudly, "No, I'm trapped, we are trapped in the encirclement."

However, because Xiang Yu was brave and good at fighting, Wang Zhu still had no ability to keep him. Xiang Yu was attacked from all sides, and the terrain was very unfavorable, so he dared not fight, so he had to fight with Yu Ziqi to fight hard, break a bloody road, and retreat to the camp. This time, the 80,000 Chu troops who went on the battle with him were too miserable. They were chased and killed by the Qin army, and less than one-third of their lives could be saved, and the losses reached 30,000 people.

The rear of Ji Bu Palace, seeing that the Qin soldiers were becoming more and more fierce, and there were more and more, all over the mountains and boundless, knew that Xiang Yu could not escape this time. In desperation, he shouted loudly, "The overlord should leave quickly, the last general will be in charge of the headquarters, and fight to the end."

Xiang Yu didn't know if he heard it or didn't hear it. The war horses were lingering, the iron halberd was crazy, and rushed forward quickly. The Qin soldiers and generals couldn't catch up, and they would die if they caught up. However, Xiang Yu was a human being after all. The journey was too long, and he gradually sweated profusely and couldn't stand it anymore.

When Ji Bu saw that the situation was critical, he immediately brought his troops to refute and kill them, and attacked the Qin soldiers. When Qin soldiers saw that Ji Bu had come back, he abandoned Xiang Yu and shot him again and siege him. After the loss, Ji Bu's troops only had seven or eight thousand people. When he touched hundreds of thousands of people from the Qin army, it was like leaves wrapped in the ocean and were immediately swallowed and destroyed. Ji Bu felt that there were many enemies in front of him and his brothers were getting more and more

Young, I can get one less round in the blink of an eye. Looking back at the King of Western Chu that had gone far away, countless pursuers changed directions and came to him, sighed in my heart, and heard the war drums shook the sky, and I couldn't help but burst out with passion. I remembered in my mind that when I first started the army, the golden swords and iron horses were invincible. Then I let out a long roar, shaking the world, and shouting loudly; "Ji Bu is dead today, I deserve the ancestors of the Great Chu. Qin * thieves will come."

Ying Bu's army was about to catch up with Xiang Yu, but he was blocked by Ji Buheng's killing. The boss was unhappy. He watched Ji Bu fight bloodyly and fight in the battle robe, dying. Qin soldiers beside him were killed and injured under the white light of his sword, but they still gathered like countless ants. He was about to drown him, and he felt guilty and regretful. No matter what, Ji Bu is also a real man who is "a promise of a thousand gold". He and he were once intimate and talked.

Good friends and brothers who talk about drinking and playing with boxing did not expect to send him back to the west today. At this time, the Qin army had abandoned Xiang Yu and all came to Ji Bu. Ying Bu knew that this man was over, and even if he deliberately let the water go, the King of Qin and Guan Ying would never let him go. His eyes turned and shouted at Ji Bu who was exhausted in the field, "Brother Ji Bu, you are on a dead end, why not surrender early, the King of Qin will treat you well."

Ji Bu was dizzy and suddenly heard Ying Bu's voice. He was angry. He splashed in his eyes. He swept his eyes and saw Ying Bu shouting twenty steps away from the left. "Ying Bu dog thief, you see me Ji Bu as boneless as you. I swear to never be a Chu traitor, go to death." With a big knife, he took off a Chu soldier's head and sent him five feet away. Ying was covered in blood.

Ying Bu wanted to say something else, but he saw a white light flashing in front of him. A strong horse passed through countless Qin soldiers and rushed into the battle circle. A white line, like the iron chain that was seducing souls and seeking life in Wuchang's hand, flew straight to Ji Bu's back heart. Ji Bu was no longer strong, and he heard the sharp edge behind him and wanted to dodge, so he barely turned his body. Guan Ying's iron spear had pierced from his left back heart and penetrated from the ribs on his chest.

Ji Bu let out a shrill scream, but he did not fall off his horse. The war horse suddenly moved forward, and the blood-red spear head was already thrown behind him, but a transparent blood hole was left on his body, and blood rushing out like a fountain. Ji Bu waved his knife to cut off the three heads and shouted boldly, "It's worth it, I'm good enough." As he spoke, another Qin soldier was split in half. He suddenly felt dizzy, his movements were a little slower, and the war horse had been stabbed to death by three spears, and his whole body quickly lowered like a collapsed mountain.

Guan Ying arrived quickly and looked like lightning. The iron spear stretched out before Ji Bu fell off the horse. He stabbed in from the seam of the armor and helmet, pierced through the throat with a bang. The iron spear's rotation force increased, and he pulled upwards. Ji Bu's head had already flew up in the sky. Guan Ying's war horse was raised forward, and the iron spear was raised. A shot was pierced from the eyeballs of the head in the air. A string of candied haws was taken over, and the head was hung on the saddle bridge, and turned around to kill Qin Bing.

Ying Bu was watching from the side with his heart stumbled, and he shouted with grief. "Ji Bu, Ji Bu, how could a person like Xiang Yu be worthy of your sacrifice to death? You are so confused!" Unfortunately, although his voice was loud, Ji Bu could never hear it again. The number one ranger in the Chu State died in the chaos. The soldiers who followed him died one after another under the butcher knife of the Qin soldiers.

On the 39th day, the north wind was biting and the cold air was blowing. Xiang Yu returned to the camp dejectedly and sighed: "Oh, I was defeated, I was defeated." Zhonglimei hurried out to greet him. After asking for details, he learned that Xiang Yu had been trapped in a trap of seducing the enemy. Ji Bu had already died in battle. Only 20,000 to 30,000 were left. Thinking of Ji Bu's heroic spirit, he couldn't help but feel sad and cried, "Brother Ji Bu, why did you leave first-"

Zhonglimei cried for a moment and stopped the tears. He swallowed the tears into his stomach, but pretended to be strong on the surface. "King, there is no certainty in the victory or defeat of the two armies in a war. If you lose today, you will win back tomorrow. Ji Bu sacrificed his life for the country and his glory. Why bother to lament because of this? Don't be upset and feel depressed because of a failure."

Xiang Yu knew that he was talking about lenient words, so he waved helplessly and signaled him to go down first: "I want to be quiet."

In the evening, Yu Ziqi came to report that there were more and more soldiers running away, and there were many, and they could not be stopped. He had already killed more than a hundred, but more and more. Xiang Yu interrupted him impatiently, waved his hand to signal him to go out quickly, and said only: "I know." Yu Ziqi thought to himself, what is this? I know, what is the use of knowing it. When I came, I asked you to make an idea, but you only said it. Xiang Yu also knew that Yu Ziqi was waiting for his order, but he had no idea at this moment, what order could he give him. Yu Ziqi sighed and left.

It was midnight again. First, there was a sound of flute, and then the masterpiece of Chu Ge. Xiang Yu was drunk and had no idea at all, but just kept sneering in his heart. "Winning Hu Hai, you are afraid that you can use these inexplicable tricks and skilled swords and guns to kill them. In this way, this will be defeated without any force." As he said that, he smashed the jade bowl in his hand to pieces.

Suddenly a soldier came in panting and reported: "King of the Cavalry, the little one had just found out that the ten brigades of the Qin army, seventy-two chains of a million troops, were coming to our camp. It was about to arrive, but-"

Xiang Yu said angrily, "I'm stinging and talking about something." Xiaobing said; "But our soldiers are still running away-" Xiang Yu ignored these and asked directly; "Is the news accurate?" Xiaobing said; "I saw it with my own eyes." Xiang Yu's face turned pale, his eyes turned black, and he almost fainted.

The night is quieter and the cold moon shook, and the empty Gaixia seemed particularly desolate. The north wind whistled past, leaving behind sharp and strange screams.

Xiang Yu took Yu Ziqi to break through again. He left Zhonglimei to stay in the camp. Zhonglimei felt very uncomfortable and walked out of the camp to patrol and breathed a sigh of relief. He walked on the cold path and looked at the cold stars in the sky. He felt a little sad. Zhonglimei walked away and came to a tent. He was about to turn around when he suddenly heard a sound from the tent: "...... Han Xin's ten teams and the seventy-two joint camps were surrounded, and the overlord broke out twice.

The siege was defeated and it seemed that the defeat of the Overlord was decided. There was no grain, no grass, no grass, no clothes, and the war horses were almost finished. There was no benefit to follow him. It would be better to escape while the Qin soldiers had not arrived yet, so as not to die in a foreign land, and there were no people to collect the corpse..." Another soldier continued; "A few thousand people had run away from the camp gate in the east just now. Before the Overlord found out, it was still too late to escape. It would be too late to not leave..."
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