Chapter 560: The First Year of the Second Emperor, May 4th, Zhang Chu Destroyed
The breath was so loud and long that birds within a five-mile radius flew up to the sky and wild beasts fled in all directions in fright.
When the feeling of blockage in his chest was no longer there, Xiang Yu took a deep breath and lowered his head.
Everywhere you look, you see eyes full of admiration and relatives kneeling on the ground.
"What a domineering demeanor!"
I don't know who among the kneeling crowd said something, and then, shouts of "Overlord" rang out one after another.
"Overlord!"
"Overlord!"
"Overlord!"
“…”
Xiang Yu was very happy, but also a little embarrassed, similar to the feeling of performing a show in front of friends and family during the New Year and receiving a standing ovation.
His face turned slightly red, and only then could one see his youthful appearance as he went to pull the tribesmen one by one.
"What's going on? Uncles and uncles , get up quickly and put on Zhang Chu's armor. Let's go to Pengcheng!"
It was afternoon and the sun was shining brightly.
Xiang Yu, who was not yet an adult, relied on his own courage and keen sense of battlefield to defeat the 50,000 troops of Zhang Chu led by the famous general Wang Liao with only 8,000 soldiers without taking advantage of the weather or the terrain.
At this time, Zhang Chu's soldiers were no longer the half-naked, skinny farmers holding farm tools at the beginning, but regular troops equipped with standard bronze weapons and simple armor.
Especially after the famous general Wang Liao joined Zhang Chu, he brought with him excellent methods of training soldiers. Apart from external influences, the soldiers of Zhang Chu were only inferior to the well-established Chu and Qi in terms of individual quality.
Anyone who knew about the battle that had just taken place and heard the 8,000 Chu troops shouting "Overlord" would be amazed and praise Xiang Yu's bravery.
Xiang Yu led his own soldiers, who were escorting Zhang Chu's surrendered soldiers, a total of more than 34,000 people, all wearing Zhang Chu's armor, and marched towards Pengcheng together.
When they walked thirty-three miles, they saw an unusually tall and colorful black tiger, three meters long, lying across the road. The black-faced muscular man sitting on its back, who should have been tall and burly, looked somewhat small in comparison.
The Chu army's vanguard rushed forward before Xiang Yu and asked questions with his spear across his face. The dark-faced strong man did not show any arrogance, but introduced himself very seriously:
"I am Zhao Gongming, a Qigong practitioner from Mount Zhongnan. I am here for the people of Pengcheng."
Zhao Gongming turned his head, moved his gaze from the face of the soldier in front to Xiang Yu's face, and bowed slightly with his fists clasped.
"General, please spare the people of Pengcheng."
In the eyes of Zhao Gongming, who did not use the art of looking at qi, although Xiang Yu in front of him was young, the blood-red murderous aura on his body was as condensed as substance, like a vast ocean, covering all the soldiers behind him.
Moreover, this ocean has the property of assimilation, and all the infected soldiers are excited, fanatical, bloodthirsty, and restless.
"What a majestic tiger, it should be mine."
Xiang Yu's eyes have never strayed from the direction since the black tiger appeared.
He clamped his legs lightly around the horse's belly, but the black horse under his crotch, which was charging across the battlefield, stood still, not daring to move forward, and even had a tendency to retreat after being glanced at by the black tiger.
" What can I do if my horse won't move forward?"
Xiang Yu, whose body was already sticky with blood, sighed, jumped off his horse, carried his spear, asked all the Chu soldiers to stop and wait, and walked forward alone.
He stood in front of the black tiger which was on all fours, and when he looked up he could only see the tiger's lower jaw.
Looking closely, he liked the black tiger's shiny black fur and smooth lines even more.
"Are you Zhang Chu's man?"
Xiang Yu looked up and asked Zhao Gongming, his expression and behavior full of contempt.
Xiang Yu, who had just defeated Zhang Chu's 50,000 troops with only 8,000 men, looked down upon Zhang Chu and his people and things.
"Leave this tiger here, and you can escape. I won't kill you."
Zhao Gongming's eyes became unfocused, and the people in his sight became blurry immediately. It turned out that he was using the Qi-gazing Technique.
The man with the sturdy build of an adult and the voice of a teenager under the black tiger disappeared, and was replaced by bird feet surrounded by flames!
Zhao Gongming raised his head and looked up along the bird's feet. All he saw was a blood-red phoenix bird. It had no pupils, but two eyes with two flames each, looking at him emotionlessly, like a god or a spirit.
"Get down now!"
The blood-colored phoenix's beak opened and closed, and the impatient sound echoed in Zhao Gongming's ears, as if with reverberation.
Zhao Gongming felt a sudden sharp pain in his heart, but he remained indifferent and his expression did not change, as if he had already expected it.
Although the blood-colored phoenix was clearly wrapped in blood-red flames, Zhao Gongming seemed to be sealed in eternal black ice, with white frost beginning to cover his eyebrows and beard.
The immortals cultivate immortality, explore the mysteries of heaven and earth, and are proficient in many techniques to prolong life.
This art is rarely practiced in the world and is unknown to ordinary people. The more proficient they are in it, the more sensitive they will be to their own misfortunes, especially death, and they will be most adept at seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster.
The heart is the energy source of the body. The more severe the pain, the more dangerous it is.
The bodies of living people are warm, and the bodies of dead people are cold. The colder the body is, the closer it is to death.
Zhao Gongming knew that if he didn't leave now, he would be in great danger.
His eyes regained clarity, and the three-meter-tall blood-red phoenix disappeared as if it were an illusion.
The black-faced man lowered his head again and jumped off the black tiger. He landed without raising any dust, as if he had done something light, and faced Xiang Yu's four pupils that were flashing with the aura of death.
"If the general is willing to spare Gongming, he should also be willing to spare the people of Pengcheng."
Seeing Zhao Gongming's superb skills, Xiang Yu immediately realized that the black-faced man in front of him was very strong, much stronger than his uncle Huan Chu.
The young Xiang Yu's internal strength was much higher than that of his peers, but in the eyes of the masters, it was just better than nothing. Therefore, although his combat power was extremely high, he could not feel the energy and judge the strength like the masters of the martial arts world.
Xiang Yu was able to maneuver so rapidly and strategically because of his physical strength.
The young man was delighted to see the prey, and he held his spear high, and confronted Zhao Gongming in a very rude manner, grinning, with less contempt and more respect in his words.
"Pengcheng has blocked my Chu army for so long, we must kill them all and let the world know the consequences. If you want to save those untouchables, then kill me."
Zhao Gongming raised his hand to touch his eyebrows, flicked off the ice flakes with his fingers, and his heart didn't hurt anymore.
Zhao Gongming was still quite uncomfortable.
Ever since he had chased this blood-red ocean three days ago, his heart had never stopped aching, and the pain became more and more intense as he got closer, culminating in the moment he had seen the blood-red phoenix.
He could feel the terrifyingly vigorous vitality of the person in front of him. That body was simply not something a human could possess. If he were to encounter this person as a beginner in the art of immortality, he would even worship him as a god.
He was very sure that he was no match for his opponent and that he would die if he fought.
"You still have time to run away now. I will not kill cowards."
The spear trembled, Xiang Yu spoke again, and respect disappeared again.
Zhao Gongming was silent.
When one reaches this level of cultivating to become an immortal, nothing can kill him as long as he doesn’t want to die.
[Want to leave?]
[Of course not.]
He gave the answer in an instant.
If we leave now, why bother coming out of Zhongnan Mountain?
From the moment he observed the celestial phenomenon of Mars in his heart and walked out of Mount Zhongnan to find the King of Qin, his journey to become an immortal could no longer be achieved.
The immortals follow the will of heaven, but he goes against it, which means he is taking the wrong path. How can he achieve the right result?
He knew that it was not too late for him to leave now. He could still absorb the essence from the famous mountains and rivers and absorb the spiritual energy from the rising and setting of the sun and the moon.
As long as he ignores worldly affairs and doesn't care about the human world, he can be free and at ease.
"I can't do that."
The dark-faced man wiped the ice off his beard, seemingly talking to Xiang Yu in front of him, but more like talking to himself.
"I am, a human!"
The sound is like thunder!
His hair and beard were all standing up, and his face was ferocious, just like the thunder god from heaven!
At this moment, he thought of that arrogant boy who had a different path from him and threatened to go against the will of heaven.
"A deity who doesn't save people is shit! He wants your respect? Your respect is useless! He is nothing but a nobody!"
Zhao Gongming's energy flowed throughout his body, and his internal strength was surging.
He ignored the endurance of his meridians and the signs of madness in various parts of his body, and rushed towards the spear with dark red blood stains.
"If you can't save the world, what's the point of becoming a god? You deserve to die!"
He had given his all in the first place, and even if he won the battle he would not survive.
When the First Emperor massacred Lanling County, he was unable to stop it and still regrets it today.
He absolutely did not want to see a city turned into a dead zone before his eyes again, no matter who it was!
"color!"
Xiang Yu was overjoyed and praised loudly. The sudden feeling of oppression was something he had never experienced before.
"If you don't use weapons, I won't use them either! Let's have a fair fight!"
He actually threw away his spear, rushed forward, and charged at the enemy with his bare hands.
Two sturdy men fought each other, their fists hitting each other's flesh. The sound was muffled like the beating of war drums, like two giant bears fighting.
The ground cracked and smoke and dust rose, covering the battlefield.
If I hadn't known in advance that it was a battle between two people, and had only vaguely seen their figures, I would have thought it was a melee between two armies.
The Chu army was worried about Xiang Yu's safety and was about to enter the smoke.
"roar!"
The earth-shaking roar of a tiger made everyone’s head buzz. The weak ones even squatted down and supported themselves on the ground to relieve the pain.
The smoke and dust were dispersed by the tiger's roar, and the scene suddenly reappeared clearly. The black-faced strong man and the alien black tiger joined forces to fight Xiang Yu.
The tiger's tail is as flexible as a soft rope and as powerful as an iron whip.
Tiger fangs and claws are so sharp that no sword or knife can compare to them!
Black Tiger faced Xiang Yu head-on, with Black-Faced Zhao Gongming assisting him.
The man and the beast were in tune with each other, and for a moment Xiang Yu was put at a disadvantage!
The Chu army was lining up and preparing to charge.
Xiang Yu in the field suddenly laughed loudly, and bumped into the side of the black tiger. It looked like an ant trying to shake a tree, but the result was that the tree was uprooted and moved sideways three steps.
"It's great! It's great! No one is allowed to interfere! Come again!"
Xiang Yu was full of energy and took the initiative to attack alone!
He turned over and climbed up about ten feet high, then punched the black tiger on the top of its head.
The black tiger swung its neck and pressed its limbs against the ground to gain leverage. Its claws were stuck in the ground, but they were no match for the huge force above its head, and its head fell and hit the ground.
Xiang Yu pressed the black tiger's head with one punch and stomped on it with one foot, causing the black tiger to be unable to get up for a short time. He dodged the attacking tiger's tail and rushed in front of Zhao Gongming.
Zhao Gongming roared like thunder. He neither retreated nor avoided. He took the initiative to attack with both fists and feet.
Fists break, feet break...
Zhao Gongming burned everything in order to fight back. Although he looked intact on the outside, his inside was already like a sieve.
The meridians were broken, the internal organs were full of holes, the internal energy dissipated, and blood was overflowing.
"Too weak! Too weak!"
Xiang Yu shouted in dissatisfaction and kicked Zhao Gongming in the abdomen.
Zhao Gongming flew more than ten steps, vomited blood three feet in the air, and the hot blood spilled into the sky.
The black tiger shook its head and stood up, roaring, wailing, and pounced down fiercely.
Xiang Yu approached closely and after a few rounds of head-on fighting, he was quick-eyed and quick-handed and grabbed the attacking tiger's tail with both hands!
"ah!"
His muscles bulged, and he grabbed the tiger's tail and swung it up! He threw it over his shoulder and dropped it to the ground!
Peng~
Peng~
Peng~
He slammed it left and right three times, and each time it raised smoke and dust that blocked out the sunlight.
Wait until everything calms down and the dust settles.
I saw Overlord riding on Black Tiger who was lying on his side on the ground, staring at him in a dazed state.
"Hei Hu, you understand human nature and can understand human language, right? How about coming with me?"
Xiang Yu asked with a smile.
Just thinking about riding such a majestic black tiger into the battle made his blood boil.
The black tiger lay there for a while, and after it recovered, it looked towards the distance with its tiger eyes. It saw Zhao Gongming, who looked like a human being, in a tattered and bloody robe.
"roar!"
Tears as big as an adult's fist flowed from the tiger's eyes, which instantly turned red. The tiger shook its body and raised its tail, moving violently as if it had gone crazy!
Xiang Yu's face immediately darkened.
"brute!"
He jumped off the tiger, rolled over to retrieve the spear during the black tiger's attack, and when the opportunity arose, he stabbed the black tiger in the head with a spear! The spear pierced through the black tiger's entire head and nailed it to the ground!
The black tiger struggled violently at first, but soon stopped moving, and its huge body fell to the ground like a golden mountain or a jade pillar.
Xiang Yu took back his spear and mounted his black horse again.
Under the god-awful eyes of his own soldiers and surrendered soldiers, he led these 34,000 men on a forced march.
Target, Pengcheng.
Horse hooves and human feet stepped over the body of Zhao Gongming, who was hoping to become an immortal.
The soldiers who were eager to follow their own son with double pupils to achieve unprecedented feats, and the surrendered soldiers of Zhang Chu who were extremely obedient due to fear of the Overlord's power, none of them paid attention to the black-faced strong man who could fight with Xiang Yu.
In the last moments of his life, the black-faced strong man faced the black tiger, tears falling from the corners of his eyes like pearls, and he coughed up blood and sobbed.
"What crime have the common people committed..."
Pengcheng.
Xiang Yu disguised himself as Zhang Chu's reinforcements, tricked the city gate open, led his troops in, and the defenders of Pengcheng were defeated at the first blow.
He first sent someone to notify his uncle to come and take over Pengcheng. After the messenger left, he smiled coldly at the people of Pengcheng who were hiding and looking at him with fear in their eyes.
"How long will it take to wipe out such a large city?"
The man following behind him, who was Xiang Yu's uncle by seniority, said jokingly:
"Ten days?"
Xiang Yu held a spear, his eyes as cold as ice.
"Kill, and don't put down your sword for ten days."
Ten days later, no one in Pengcheng survived, from the defending general Wu Chen to the slaves and concubines. The black smoke from the burning corpses burned for a whole day and night.
Xiang Liang, who had Pengcheng brought to his doorstep by Xiang Yu, finally realized that he had underestimated his nephew.
Afterwards, he used Xiang Yu as the vanguard and Ren as a general to attack Zhang Chu.
Whenever Xiang Yu attacked a city, he would massacre the people in it. If he didn't want the city to be destroyed and people to die, he would surrender in advance.
In more than a month, they destroyed thirteen cities, large and small, massacred five cities, and conquered eight cities. They made rapid progress and approached Chen County, the capital of Zhang Chu.
When he met Zhang Chu, the State of Chu was about to have a final battle, and the disciples of the Mohist school reported the news of the master's death, and the second emperor who was watching the show learned about it.
One day later, there were loud thunders in Chen County, and the city walls collapsed.
Six days later, the Chu army arrived and was shocked to see that one side of the wall of Chen County had collapsed and turned into ruins.
On the top of the intact city wall opposite, the big flag flying had the word "Qin" instead of "Zhang Chu".
The city gates were wide open, and the black-armored Qin army lined up outside the city. They seemed to have given up their advantage in defending the city and were ready to engage in a field battle with the attacking Chu army.
The leader was wearing silver armor but no helmet.
It was the Second Emperor of the Qin Dynasty, Ying Chengjiao.
On May 4th, the first year of the Second Emperor's reign, Zhang Chu was destroyed.
The Qin army and the Chu army met at the foot of Chen County and were about to fight.
