In this battle, Xiang Liang was defeated like a mountain, with blood flowing into a river, and countless casualties were killed and injured.

The five thousand elite soldiers who had finally gathered together were completely broken up.

At first, Xiang Liang tried hard to command his troops and resisted. However, the bravery of a small group of confidants around him could not save the overall situation. Qin soldiers had noticed Xiang Liang and shouted to kill him here.

In the end, Xiang Liang could only grit his teeth and flee with his confidants.

Fortunately, he had been moving in this area for a long time, familiar with the path, and finally got rid of the Qin soldiers behind him by the galloping horse under his crotch.

After being safe, Xiang Liang looked around and was about to cry without tears. There were only five or six people left by his side. After working hard for such a long time, he returned to his original place in the blink of an eye.

Why is it so difficult to rebel?

Xiang Liang wanted to cry a little.

The closest confidants around him persuaded: "General Wuyou, although these five thousand people have been broken, we still have troops elsewhere."

Xiang Liang nodded: "Yes, there are still soldiers elsewhere."

There are still 3,000 people left in Xiangliang, and they are stationed elsewhere.

Those three thousand people are all old, weak, sick and disabled, and they are the ones left. None of the five thousand elite soldiers can do anything, let alone the three thousand people left?

However, at this point, what else can I complain about? Don’t beggars if you are cold, just live a douche.

Xiang Liang and his confidants hid in the wilderness all night. The next day, they thought that the Qin soldiers had left, so they dared to come out of the woods carefully and look for the remaining three thousand troops.

When passing by yesterday's battlefield, Xiang Liang found that the people who were killed yesterday were left unchecked and were still abandoned on the mountain road. Their condition was miserable and could not be seen directly.

The confidant beside Xiang Liang jumped off the horse and cried loudly.

They spend time with these people day and night, and some even make friends. How can they not be sad when the yin and yang are separated in one day?

These people wanted to bury the dead rebels, but how could they do it if they buried four or five thousand people?

Xiang Liang sighed and said, "Forget it, the people nearby will be able to deal with this matter. Let's go so we won't be discovered by the Qin soldiers."

The confidants could only get on the horse with tears in their eyes.

Xiang Liang gently hit the horse, and the horse slowly moved forward.

After walking a few steps, Xiang Liang couldn't help but turn around and look at the corpses all over the ground. This was originally a sharp sword he had rebelled against Qin, but now it was interrupted before the sword was unsheathed.

For a moment, Xiang Liang was extremely sad and angry, and he held his breath in his heart, unable to swallow or vomit it out. Suddenly, he screamed, his throat became sweet, and a mouthful of blood was spewed out. Then the sky turned dizzy and fell off his horse.

The confidants around him were shocked and ran over to help Xiang Liang.

Xiang Liang slowly opened his eyes and said hoarsely: "Wang Jian, you are betrayal and have broken bridges across the river. You are a villain. In the future, when you see the Qin people, you will kill them. When you see the Wang family, you will kill them."

The confidants around him nodded vigorously.

Xiang Liang struggled to stand up, gritted his teeth and said, "Does Wang Jian think he has already gained a foothold in the Qin people? So he wants to get rid of me? It's so stupid. I want to let him know who is the master of Chu."

Xiang Liang struggled to climb onto the horse and said to his confidants, "In the past, I was able to make a comeback by myself. There are still 3,000 people, why worry about the big thing? Let me go back."

The confidants responded and followed Xiang Liang away.

Xiang Liang said it very heroic, but he was never relieved.

The last time he could make a comeback was because he had gathered a lot of Xiang's bloodlines. Now the Xiang family in Chu is here, and if you want to recruit soldiers, you can only coerce them. Such troops are not stable.

What's more, the last time I was able to succeed was because Wang was secretly cooperating. Now... Wang wants to really quell the rebellion, how can these thousands of rebels defeat the army of 100,000?

Xiang Liang sighed, feeling more and more worried. But he didn't want to show depressed expression in front of his confidants, so as not to have other thoughts. So he had to pretend to be optimistic.

Xiang Liang was very entangled and looked at the beautiful rivers and mountains in Chu with melancholy. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It's too difficult for me.

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There were three thousand people stationed in a hidden valley. The quality of these three thousand people was very poor. Except for sixty, there were sixteen, a group of elderly, weak, sick and disabled, and some women even made up their numbers, barely enough three thousand people.

One-third of these soldiers and horses, one-third without weapons, are seriously reclaiming wasteland near the barracks, rather than thinking about how to march and fight.

These people wanted to be farming farmers, but they had no choice but to join the army.

It just so happened that the commander of these three thousand people was also an old man, and he was Xiangpi.

When Xiang Liang selected five thousand elite soldiers and went out to lead the troops to fight, Xiang Pi and his men were stationed in the valley with 3,000 people.

He began to arrange people to reclaim wasteland and to feed cattle and sheep. In Xiangpi's opinion, this was not a military camp for marching and fighting, but just a relatively large village.

It’s just that there are more men and more weapons in this village. This is not bad, at least you don’t have to worry about bandits coming to harass you.

Xiang Pi liked this feeling very much. He hoped to survive this chaos in a mess. When Xiang Liang really took over the country and gave him a little official position, he would be fine if he lived his life.

At this time, Xiangpi stood on a stone by the stream, watching the gurgling water, and couldn't help but feel poetic.

Xiang Pi was about to recite a poem when suddenly a young man ran over. The armor on his body was obviously very large, and he swayed back and forth when he ran, looking extremely funny.

The boy ran to Xiangpi and shouted: "General, general."

Then, the copper helmet on his head tilted, covering his eyes.

The young man quickly straightened his bronze helmet and said panting: "General, please return to the camp quickly."

Xiang Pi was a little unhappy and said, "Don't call him general, it's better to call him Li Zheng. I don't want to be a military general who leads troops to fight, but just a civil servant who manages every village and town."

The boy grinned.

Xiang Pi asked: "Why are you coming in so hurry?"

The young man said, "General Xiang Liang is back."

When Xiang Pi heard that Xiang Liang was back, he felt extremely headache. What he was most afraid of was that Xiang Liang asked him to lead troops to fight.

"Oh!" Xiang Pi sighed heavily and followed the boy back.

He didn't want to see Xiang Liang, and he didn't dare to see Xiang Liang, so he could only return to the military camp in great pain.

After returning, Xiang Pi found that the three thousand troops, which were originally extremely scattered, were already lined up neatly. Xiang Liang was standing in front with a gloomy face.

Xiang Pi looked at Xiang Liang, then looked around in wonder, and found that there were only three thousand people.

He asked in surprise: "General, where are the five thousand elite soldiers you brought out?"

Xiang Liang said quietly: "Die."

Xiang Pi was stunned. In just a few days, all the five thousand elite soldiers were finished?

In fact, many of the five thousand people were killed by Qin soldiers, and some of them escaped. However, those people did not dare to come back and then rebel, either hid in their names or surrendered to the thief.

Xiang Liang ignored Xiang Pi's expression. He looked at the three thousand old, weak, sick and disabled, and said with a deep pain: "The Qin people are insidious and cunning. They used tricks to cause heavy losses to our Chu people."

Someone in the team started crying.

Among the five thousand elite soldiers, some are their sons and some are their fathers. Now that they have lost their relatives in one day, how can they not be sad?

Xiang Liang said loudly: "Wait, are you willing to kill the Qin people with me and avenge your closest relatives?"

The people present did not speak.

All five thousand elite soldiers were killed. Now these three thousand old, weak, sick and disabled are sent to you. Isn’t that asking for death? Sadness is one thing, but sadness will not lose one’s mind.

The people have seen too many wars. People die on the battlefield, and more sadness is than hatred. Because you don’t know who you should hate, you also understand that hatred is useless.

Fortunately, Xiang Liang's confidant was quite sensible. Seeing that no one responded, he immediately shouted loudly: "I hope to follow the general to kill the Qin people."

With the lead, some of the three thousand people finally responded sparsely.

Xiang Liang had already expected this scene, so he said lightly: "Since you are full of righteous indignation and want to take revenge, then the general will take you to revenge. The whole army will prepare immediately and follow me to kill the enemy in two hours."

Three thousand people suddenly became nervous. Some people started to pack up their things, while others looked reluctantly at the farmland they had just reclaimed.

Xiang Pi followed Xiang Liang with some depression and kept saying, "General, we have to make a long-term plan for this matter. Now our army is weak and the Qin people are in full swing. Attacking at this time is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg."

Xiang Liang looked back at him and said lightly: "Xiang Liang sent out many 10-man teams, even 10-man teams, stationed in various villages, checked household registration and measured land. We specifically killed such people."

"After killing them, I recruited soldiers in the village and collected grain. I gathered a lot of them. I had three or five months to make me an elite soldier."

Xiang Pi was a little confused: "So it's killing...the 100-man team."

Xiang Pi was a little puzzled: Is killing the Hundreds avenge? Xiang Liang's five thousand troops were obviously not killed by these Hundreds.

But Xiang Pi was not stupid either, so he didn't ask these questions. If Xiang Liang asked him to lead someone to fight the main force of the Qin army, wouldn't that be a death?

Soon, the rebels were packed up and Xiang Liang took them to set off in a mighty manner.

They went to the nearby village, and without any effort, they killed a Qin soldier who was registered in the village, and then plundered all the food in the village.

Then, they went to the next village, this time they killed a hundred Qin soldiers, and then the next one...

The rebels following Xiang Liang suddenly became a little excited because they had been winning battles. Although the number of people on the other side was small, they had destroyed so many villages, and the Qin soldiers combined, there were more than a thousand people.

More importantly, they grabbed a lot of property. There were even some scoundrels in the village who couldn't live anymore, so they simply joined Xiang Liang's team.

So... Xiang Liang's people were getting more and more. They also felt that such a life seemed much easier than farming.

Xiang Pi looked at this team and looked more and more like a thief. Although the number of people was increasing and the food was increasing, for some reason, four words always flashed in Xiang Pi's mind: Rejuvenation.

On this day, during the march, Xiang Liang encountered a confidant of Wang.

There were 500 soldiers in this group, all of whom were elite soldiers with distinctive armor and sharp swords.

Although the Wang clerks did not know the specific content of Wang Jian's cooperation with Xiang Liang, they had received orders from Wang Jian that after encountering rebels, they would drive away rather than besiege them. They would defeat rather than strangle them.
To be continued...