Chapter 559: The One Who Kills and Destroys Armies! Xiang Yu of Chu!
The big tent was completely emptied, leaving only the lingering smell of blood.
The incident happened too suddenly. After cursing for a long time, Xiang Liang's mind was still blank and he didn't know how to deal with the follow-up.
No country has ever truly witnessed the power of Mohism, because no country wants to see it.
The ripples caused by the murder of a great leader were greater than the death of three generations of kings in some small countries.
Deputy General Huan Chu looked at the still bright red bloodstains on the ground, and shuddered unconsciously when he thought that this was the blood shed by the leader of the Mohist school.
At this critical juncture, killing the leader of the Mohist school would be a terrible situation only slightly better than the Qin army attacking.
"Uncle, Uncle Chu, if our Chu State is so afraid of even the Mohists, how can we fight for the world? It is better to retreat to Yunmengze!"
Xiang Yu was tall and strong like a bear, and at first glance he looked several times stronger than an ordinary man. But if you look closely, you can see that the hair between his upper lip and nose is not a beard, but fuzz.
"You ignorant bastard!"
Xiang Liang exploded like a barrel of explosives ignited by sparks.
"Do you know how many people there are in the Mohist School? Where are they? No one knows! But the Mohist School is everywhere!
"You can't even sleep peacefully. The Mo family is not afraid of death! You must keep one eye open at all times. This is all your fault!
"In a direct battle, Chu will not lose, but no country dares to say that it can win easily. After a bitter victory, how can we deal with the more brutal Qin?"
Huan Chu smiled bitterly and pulled his nephew, hoping that Xiang Yu would say less, but failed.
Xiang Yu stood there, like Mount Tai, with his neck stiff and head held high, and each of his four black pupils revealed defiance.
Even at this critical moment, Huan Chu couldn't help but sigh.
[It's only been a short while, and I'm no match for this kid.]
He took two steps, walked around Xiang Yu, stood in front of his nephew, blocked Xiang Liang's sight, and clasped his fists to plead for mercy.
"Zhuguo calm down. Yu'er is also speaking up for Zhuguo. The words of this Mohist master are indeed hateful."
After the restoration of Chu, Huan Chu, a rough man who had always used his hands instead of his brain, began to speak in a more refined manner, no longer speaking in a rough and uncouth manner as before.
"That's what you do!"
Like Xiang Liang, a wealthy man, his belly swelled up and down with anger, like an oversized toad, pointing at his good brother who was the deputy general, his eyebrows and eyes were full of fierceness, no longer his usual amiable look.
"How can you replace the Qin Emperor if you are afraid of this and that? Give me three hundred men! I will go to the next city! I will make up for my mistakes with my merits!"
Xiang Yu was furious and felt very aggrieved.
He was venting his uncle's anger, but was constantly blamed. Wasn't it just killing a great man? What was the Mohist School? A bunch of low-class people who gathered together for warmth. He would kill as many as came!
"You're attacking my ass! You..."
Xiang Liang raised his arm and was about to curse again, but the chief strategist Fan Zeng put his hand on Xiang Liang's arm.
Xiang Liang stopped talking, turned his head and looked at Fan Zeng with a frown.
Fan Zeng was the person he valued most. If Fu Chu had not listened to Fan Zeng's advice and found the shepherd boy Xiong Xin to sit on the throne, those old nobles would not have gathered in Yingdu, waiting for orders.
To show his appreciation for Fan Zeng, he even asked Xiang Yu, whom he regarded as his future hope, to call Fan Zeng "Ya Fu".
"Zhuguo, what the young general said is not without reason.
"In the eyes of the Mohist leader, we are rebels, but Zhang Chu is not a rebel? Coming here from Yiyang, he first passed through Zhang Chu's territory. The Mohist leader must have met Chen Sheng first. The leader's meeting with the state-chief must be related to Zhang Chu.
"Zhang Chu must be waiting for news right now. Before he gets confirmation, the defenses will definitely be relaxed. No one can imagine that the leader of the Mohist School will die. While the news has only spread within the tent, attacking Zhang Chu now may have a miraculous effect."
Fan Zeng looked at Xiang Yu with a smile on his face.
"Young General, the crime of assassinating the leader of the Mohist school cannot be solved by the next city, but by the entire Zhang Chu."
Xiang Yu stared at Xiang Liang, the man he called uncle but actually regarded as his father in his heart.
"That Yu will defeat Zhang Chu!"
Xiang Liang was extremely angry.
"You're a piece of shit! You ignorant bastard!"
[The hair is not even fully grown yet, but he is capable of causing trouble. He has no practical experience, but he only knows how to brag all day long. Was this person born with double pupils?]
An hour later, the Chu army broke camp and attacked Zhang Chu.
As Fan Zeng expected, King Zhang Chu, who had been waiting for news from the scientists, lost his vigilance and did not issue an order to his subjects to prepare for war.
The cities were under-guarded and unprepared, and two cities were conquered in succession before the news reached Zhang Chu's capital, Chen County.
Zhang Chu Wang Chen Sheng, Fake King Wu Guang, and General Wang Liao were not worried but happy.
The fact that Chu attacked Zhang Chu so quickly meant that not only had the talks with the Mohist leader broken down, but it had also fallen into an extremely desperate situation.
Under what circumstances would the Chu State, which was originally in an advantageous position, be anxious? It must be that the Mohists wanted to help Zhang Chu! Losing two small cities in exchange for the help of the Mohists was perfect.
Wang Liao took command first and went to the front line to fight against the Chu army, and the fake king Wu Guang followed as his deputy general.
There was no way around it. Zhang Chu, who led the peasant uprising army, did not have the appeal of the aristocrats and was too short of talent. Before Wang Liao came, the only general who could be considered capable was Wu Guang.
A fake king needs to lead troops to fight all the time, and Zhang Chu is the only one in the world who does this.
In this era, only nobles can learn knowledge.
Zhang Chu, who grew up in the mud, couldn't recruit talents, and there were not many people who could read and write.
Zhang Chu Wang Chen Sheng was waiting in Chen County, waiting for the great master to return and for the disciples of Mohism to gather.
None of the three had expected that the State of Chu would dare to kill the leader of the Mohist school.
Pengcheng was one of the few strong cities of Zhang Chu, where 50,000 Chu troops were intercepted.
The commander of Pengcheng was named Wu Chen. He knew that he was no match for the Chu army in frontal combat, so he stayed indoors, defended without attacking, and waited for help.
The destruction of the two previous county towns gave Wu Chen time to prepare defensive equipment, and the soldiers of Pengcheng also adjusted their mentality and entered combat status.
If the defender of a city only thinks about defense, then usually it will be difficult to capture the city even with ten times the number of troops.
The Qin State, which had the strongest soldiers and generals, was helpless in the face of Wei General Zhou Shi, who was bent on defense. Without Ying Chengjiao's black technology, it could not attack in a short time.
In this situation, the most common options in military tactics are to surround but not attack, defend the point and attack the reinforcements, and cut off water and food supplies.
But what Chu lacks now is time.
Xiang Liang didn't know that the scientist had asked his disciples to conceal the news of his death before they came. The longer he , the greater the risk of the news leaking out. By that time, Zhang Chu would have the help of the Mohists, and it would be hard to say who would swallow up whom.
An anxious Xiang Liang sent people to scold Wu Chen as a coward, and persuaded Wu Chen to surrender by offering him a high position and generous salary as long as the city gate was opened. He also threatened that if Wu Chen resisted stubbornly and the city was breached, he would massacre the entire city.
It’s useless. The four gates of Pengcheng are under closed door control.
Refuse to receive any information until it is broken.
Wu Chen was from Chen County. He was a farmer before he became the garrison commander of Pengcheng. He knew his own worth very well.
He is an expert at farming and has been doing it all his life.
Let’s fight, that’s enough.
As Wu Guang's personal soldier, he fought in several battles with Wu Guang, and then inexplicably became the garrison commander of Pengcheng. He knew nothing about military tactics.
He followed the false king's instructions and guarded the city, waiting for the false king to come.
Xiang Liang glanced at the Chu army tent and did not see Xiang Yu. He sat up straight with his tired body.
"Where's that boy?"
Xiang Yu was the only son of his eldest brother, and he was born with double pupils. Although he was scolded, he valued him the most in his heart and only felt at ease when he saw Xiang Yu every day.
He always kept Xiang Yu by his side and did his best to train him.
"The Major General led 8,000 men 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 is he going to do? To attack Pengcheng! This brat has only learned one word in military tactics: courage! You, you, you! Ugh!"
Xiang Liang pointed at Fan Zeng for a long time, and finally waved his hand in anger.
"Someone! Bring this guy back to me!"
If the person who was covering for Xiang Yu at this moment had not been Fan Zeng, Xiang Liang would have already killed him.
"Pillar of the State, please be patient. People with double pupils have extraordinary powers.
"Even though the State Pillar did not give the Major General military power, there were still 8,000 people who would rather disobey military orders and follow the Major General. This prestige is not something that ordinary people can have."
Xiang Liang was annoyed, and his round face was full of dissatisfaction.
“Those eight thousand people are all members of my Xiang family. They are the relatives who grew up with that brat, and they were my playmates when I was little.
"Everyone inside is related to that bastard by blood. They are his uncle, elder brother, or older brother.
"That bastard's orders are more effective than mine. Eight thousand clansmen are willing to die for this double pupil. What a shitty reputation!"
In the sparse woods, eight thousand Chu troops were lying in ambush with Xiang Yu.
"We've run over a hundred miles. Nephew, are you sure you can figure it out? Can we really catch someone?"
A man who looked to be in his forties, with a suspicious look on his face, asked Xiang Yu, who was sitting on his left.
"Father, what are you asking? Brother Yu must have his own ideas, right, brother Yu?"
On Xiang Yu's right, a young man who looked 70% similar to the man but much younger interrupted the conversation, put his arm around Xiang Yu and spoke.
"Brother Yu, when you go back, you must say a few nice words to me in front of your sister. How can I not let you have sex just because I'm angry?"
The young man carrying the banner who was sitting in front of Xiang Yu complained.
Among the crowd, Xiang Yu lost his usual airs and mingled with everyone with great emotion.
These eight thousand people are all from the Xiang clan.
Historically, it was the death of these 8,000 people that made Xiang Yu unable to forgive himself. He was too ashamed to face the elders of Jiangdong and committed suicide by slashing his throat at the Wujiang River.
The eight thousand men whose names are not recorded in 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 blocked the knife for him looked down and saw his cousin's severed hand. The one who stayed behind to cover their retreat was his uncle, and the one who told him to cross the river quickly was his uncle.
As time passed, after half an hour, the earth began to tremble rhythmically.
More than 8,000 people were shocked. Are there really enemy troops coming?
Xiang Yu stood up excitedly, picked up his spear and mounted his horse, calling on everyone to prepare for the charge.
The forty-year-old man hurriedly grabbed the reins.
"Nephew, do you dare to attack just because you know how many people are on the other side?"
Xiang Yu's eyes lit up.
"From the sound, there are around 50,000. Uncle, let go. We can't miss this opportunity. Now is the right time to attack! Go!"
He pulled back the reins and rode away.
The man looked helpless, jumped on his horse, and charged forward. All eight thousand men did the same.
Even if all of them died, we must ensure that Xiang Yu and Chongtong are alive, then there is still hope.
They were not afraid of death, so they had nothing to fear. Even if there were 500,000 people on the other side, as long as Xiang Yu wanted to lead them to charge, they would charge!
Double pupils are destiny, and the Emperor of the East will protect you.
The first time Xiang Yu officially commanded a battle, his first opponent was the famous general Wang Liao.
Wang Liao had thought about guarding against enemy attacks.
But the veteran general never expected that while the main force of the Chu army was still at the gate of Pengcheng, someone actually dared to lead 8,000 people in a surprise attack, and he was caught off guard for a while.
But he reacted very quickly and deployed his troops quickly.
He didn't know how many Chu troops were coming, but it must not be many. He was always scouting for the position of the main force of the Chu army. If they dared to come and attack, they would be left behind!
However, accidents always come one after another. The combat power of this Chu army is far beyond his imagination. He even suspects that the main force of the Chu army has arrived!
The formation he had set up was broken in an instant, and his soldiers were killed in panic. This Chu army was even more brave than the Taotie army he had seen!
"The one who kills people and destroys the army! The Chu man Xiang Yu! Hahahahahaha!"
The man who was shouting was covered in blood, like a tiger that had escaped from its cage. His long spear was like a judge's pen, and wherever he pointed, the people in that area would be put on the book of life and death.
Wang Liao's eyes were bloodshot and he felt desperate, because this guy who called himself Xiang Yu was not just a strong fighter.
This kid specifically targeted weak points and nodes when charging into the formation, as if he was following Wang Liao and saw with his own eyes how Wang Liao deployed his troops. His sense of the battlefield was 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 first sight among the thousands of soldiers? His guards were still gathering, so there should be no possibility of exposing their identities.
Soon, Wang Liao realized that he was wrong.
Xiang Yu rode his horse and charged straight ahead! He was the only one in his sight! All the obstacles along the way were turned into corpses and disabled people!
Wherever he passed, broken hands, legs and heads flew everywhere. Xiang Yu was like a meat grinder!
"Let's go!"
Wu Guang shouted in Wang Liao's ear and pulled Wang Liao hard.
The fake king was also covered in blood, and Wang Liao was dragged and staggered.
"Don't run away, thief!"
Xiang Yu shouted loudly, and the four snow-white hooves of the black horse under his crotch treaded on the extremely uneven battlefield full of piled corpses as if it were flat ground.
[It’s too late.]
Wang Liao made the only accurate judgment today.
Xiang Yu, riding on his black horse that treads snow, was so fast that he was even faster than a good warhorse charging on flat ground without any obstacles.
The spear pierced through two people, and Wu Guang and Wang Liao Tong died.
"The way of the army is to be first."
The old general spat out blood and looked at the four mysterious pupils, his eyes gradually becoming unfocused.
Wang Liao did not take the initiative this time, so he died later. He was defeated by his own military strategy.
With both the main general and the deputy general dead, the morale of Zhang Chu's army plummeted, they had no fighting power at all, were badly defeated, and corpses were everywhere.
After the battle subsided, Xiang Yu stepped on the blood, holding a spear in one hand and a clenched fist in the other, and vented the anger that had been suppressed for a long time since he killed the leader of the Mohist school.
“Aa ...
