Thousands of miles away, Jiangzhou.
King Ying has exercised his body, and the effect of practicing the exercises today is very good. In half a year, as Jiang Heng said, his body is as light as a swallow. After drinking the dew, he returned to the front of the bedroom, and Prince An came in a hurry with a letter in hand.
"Father," said Prince An, "Anyang has sent a letter."
"How?" Xiong Lei asked casually, pouring himself a cup of tea.
"Juiciao was captured," said Prince An, "Jiang Heng ran away, I guess Xiang Yu let him go."
"Forget it," said Xiong Lei, "please spare his life. What can a scholar do? Just kill Juiciao."
Prince An replied, "Anyang is just around the corner, but Xiang Yu's thoughts are still too much. Qufen is just right."
"I saw Xiang Yu, and the look in that kid's eyes was wrong," Xiong Lei said casually as he passed by Prince An, "I'll deal with it after I come back."
Prince An read the letter twice, and began to wait for Qufen to win the good news of Anyang in one fell swoop. When he was about to retire, Mi Luo came in a hurry.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty," Mi Luo said in a worried tone.
"Before noon, don't ask about political affairs," King Ying was dissatisfied with his son's interruption of practice before, "You guys go out and talk."
Mi Luo's face turned pale, and he said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, Your Highness, this is a very important matter, otherwise my subordinates would not be here at this moment..."
Prince An was startled.
In the main hall, King Ying Xiong Lei and Crown Prince Xiong An sit together.
The guards brought up a corpse covered with a white cloth.
Mi Luo said: "Xiang's housekeeper found him in the cellar where the wine was stored. The cellar was not ventilated. He was wrapped in oil cloth, and outside the oil cloth, he was nailed with a wooden box..."
Mi Luo's voice trembled, and he lifted the white cloth, revealing Xiang Yu's hideous face, the prince was struck by thunder, and King Ying immediately turned his head subconsciously, his expression changed, "... Who is this? No Xiang Yu? What's going on?!"
Mi Luo held a letter and said in a trembling voice, "Mrs. Xiang, she also found a letter in the hands of this corpse. It says... Your Majesty the King and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince... personally opened."
The crown prince An instant was covered in cold sweat, he got up, approached a little in surprise, and saw the face of the deceased, it was Xiang Yu. The corpse was well preserved and had not been corrupted or treated with drugs for a long time, but when it first saw the wind, it exuded a faint sweet fragrance.
"Don't touch that letter." Xiong Lei saw two bloodstains under Xiang Yu's nose, apparently poisoned to death, and ordered Mi Luo, "Read, you read."
Mi Luo shook her head, opened the letter, and said in a trembling voice, "King Ying Xiong Lei, Crown Prince Xiong An... I wish you two... good luck."
Mi Luo's eyes were full of fear, and he raised his eyes to look at Prince An, but he didn't dare to read it any longer.
Prince An gestured fast, and Mi Luo could only say: "I am a nameless generation, and I was known as an assassin in my lifetime, but I have long since disappeared like clouds in the sky, there is no need to ask who I am, my family lives in an unknown place. The village, my beloved younger brother, is also a nameless person…”
"However, thanks to the gift of the two men, they died at the hands of soldiers from Ying and Dai. In the past year, Xiang Yu was victorious in his expedition, and he suddenly got up along the way.
Xiang Yu's facial features were distorted, and it was obvious that he had experienced unimaginable pain before his death.
Thousands of miles away, the flames burned.
In the silence, Geng Shu was engulfed by the flames. The flames spread up his legs and burned his ragged black robes. His feet turned black at the most, followed by his legs and waist. .
He did not cry out in pain like everyone who was burned to death, but calmly looked at the scene in front of him, countless unfamiliar faces and unfamiliar eyes.
He felt the gaze from behind, full of grief.
The person in front of him showed a trace of sympathy and a little sadness towards him.
Geng Shu looked into their eyes and showed a little sympathy.
When Qufen came, he rode his horse closer, wanting to see how the fire was burning, why didn't he listen to the screaming for a long time
He saw the whole process of Geng Shu being burned and felt a little disgusting. His legs were scorched black, beeping, blood bursting, spraying in the flames, and billowing green smoke.
Geng Shu's lips moved, as if mocking him.
Doesn't it hurt? Qufen and doubts, why don't you beg for mercy
Immediately afterwards, the flames burned to Geng Shu's waist, engulfing his hands hanging by his side, Geng Shu raised his left hand and put it in the flames, as if he wanted to grab something, let it be scorched, and lifted it slightly.
Under the flames, his left hand suddenly faded, the camouflage was burnt out, and then peeled off, the left hand revealed a dark texture like gold and iron, and black light flashed on his arm, and the scales spread along his wrist. Towards his arms, shoulders, and then to the heart in front of his left bare chest.
His upper left body was covered with scales, like a half-human, half-demon demon.
Ying Jun didn't know why, so they started to talk about it. Geng Shuchao smiled Qufen, raised his eyebrows, and whispered a few words in the flames.
Qu Fen didn't understand yet, Geng Shu's left hand had burst with green blood under the burning, and blood burst out along with his shoulder. It was burned by the fire, turning into blue smoke, and under the blowing of the wind, spread all over the city.
The fire burned and engulfed Geng Shu's neck and face. At that moment, the disguise on his face peeled off, and Qufen saw another stranger whom he had never met!
Who is that? Qufen only felt a flower in front of his eyes, but he couldn't recognize it clearly. Immediately afterwards, Geng Shu's face turned into coke under the flames, his hair was burnt out, his face became pitch black, showing a skeleton-like shape, he closed his eyes, but his eyelids were quickly burned off.
The blood in his whole body boiled and burst open in an instant, the green blood on his left hand sprinkled on the firewood, the smoke carried a faint sweet fragrance, Qufen coughed a few times unconsciously, and blood dripped from his nostrils.
He reached out and wiped it, and saw blood.
Yong Jun couldn't see what was going on, and whispered, but in a short while, the Ying Jun across the long street seemed to be in a commotion, and people began to flee in a panic.
Qu Fen regained his senses and staggered towards the direction away from the stake, but as soon as he took two steps, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell softly to the ground.
He struggled and climbed through the blood he vomited.
As for the man on the stake, his eyes were red with blood, his eyes widened, and a cruel smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. From his feet to the bank of the Yellow River, Wan Ying's army, together with the Great General of the State of Ying, bowed and coughed incessantly. .
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10,000 people, a whole 100,000 people, fell one after another like a wave of wheat, and the wind carried the green smoke all over the city.
The tongue of fire finally engulfed him completely, burning him to charcoal.
The Yong Jun behind him also began to be in chaos, and there was one after another coughing up blood.
Juicong noticed something was wrong, but for some reason, the Ying army suddenly became in chaos, and the Yong army began to flee instinctively in the direction of the palace.
Zeng Yu roared: "Your Majesty! Hurry up! People are poisoned!"
Juicong's expression changed immediately, and he rushed down the palace, turned over the fence, and shouted, "Retreat! Retreat outside the city!"
Yong Jun was in the upper wind, but that was the case. The smoke was still spreading rapidly. Juicong couldn't care about Anyang City. He had to save the lives of his men. The Wan Ying Army actually collapsed in the south of the city.
The Yong army was in chaos, but order was quickly restored. The people behind blocked their comrades and protected the main force from withdrawing from the city.
The west and north gates of Anyang were opened, and Ju Cong didn't even pack up the king's flag.
The wind turned.
Songhua walked barefoot into Anyang City and walked along Feixing Street. The city was extremely quiet, except for the whirring of the wind.
The eaves are full of fallen and dead birds, and the sound of livestock is not heard.
In front of her, there was a spectacular scene. Of the 10,000 people, a total of 110,000 people, none of them escaped, and all of them died on the broad long street in Anyang. The soldiers of the Ying Army collapsed beside the house or in the alley. Every dead man was bleeding from the nose and mouth, struggling to climb to the south of the city and to the place where their ships were docked.
The pier was full of corpses, and there were dead people lying on the deck and in front of the side of the ship. The sails were half-deployed, and the helmsman was lying in front of the helm, and the blood had dried up.
After the stake, it was Yong Jun, who had no time to escape. They were blocked outside the gate of Wangcheng, and the two were dead soldiers who grabbed their weapons.
Under the stake is like a blast of lightning in a gust of wind, and the traces of the punishment like the wrath of the sky left in the world are precisely the direction in which the corpses are distributed. It only exploded a little, and evenly, like the tail of a comet, spread to most of the southern city of Anyang.
Songhua stood under the copper pillar and looked up at the charred corpse.
The corpse maintains the complete shape of a skeleton, the left hand has disappeared, the head is lowered, and there are only two holes in the dark eye sockets, as if it is looking at Songhua.
A gust of wind blew, and the corpse collapsed with a "crash" sound, turned into ashes, and was swept into the sky by the strong wind.
Songhua bowed gently, then took out a small wooden box, picked up some of the ashes, and boarded a small boat on the bank of the Yellow River, and left China from then on.
The wind was getting stronger and stronger, the clouds covered the sky, and it was raining lightly.
The rain was pouring on the streets of Anyang, and the blood on the bluestone road pooled into a small stream, flowing towards the lowland.
Thousands of miles away, the capital of Ying is Jiangzhou.
The morning dew reflects the glare of the warm sun. In the palace, the sound of the raised canaries stopped, and there was a dead silence along the way.
In the main hall, Xiang Yu's body had turned into a pool of black water.
Prince An's eyes widened, and he collapsed beside the king's case, breathless.
King Ying Xiong Lei's seven orifices were bleeding, the white beard on his chest was full of blood, his lips were trembling, and his breath was weak. Mi Luo collapsed beside the pillar, eyes wide open, long dead, still holding the letter in his hand.
[I wanted to incite your father and son to be jealous of each other, destroying their foundations, and seeing with their own eyes the great palace, which was destroyed by a traitor; the ten thousand-year-old wood was burned to the ground, so I looked for an opportunity to recover the debts I owed to my younger brother. But thinking of the innocent people, killing more is useless. 】
[After all, my life is not long, only three years can be expected. After sneaking into the palace, I changed it and gave it a pleasure. Here, I must thank you. 】
[In my life, there is not much time left to be able to reunite with my old friend, and I have no regrets in this life. 】
[Even if you think of a few months of happy time, you will act quickly, take the lives of all the soldiers under your command, and take away your father and son together. You have reached this point, presumably you do not have the strength to fight, you can only sit and wait for other countries, burn your ancestral temple, rob you of your love, throw your ashes, and whip your dead bones. 】
[That's it, Zheng respectfully. 】
Inscription: Assassin Luo Xuan.