When they heard that there were eggs to eat, the eyes of these spirit babies suddenly lit up. Zombies are most afraid of eggs, but ghosts are different. They like eggs the most. It’s not that they like protein, but there is a weak yang energy accumulated in eggs. After eating them, they can strengthen their ghost bodies. Even the ghost messenger is not immune to this.
In order to be lazy, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai often deceived these little spiritual babies. They did the work but only gave them some eggs as a symbolic reward. It was not that they intended to deceive them, but eggs were not cheap and they had no money to buy them.
So they can only stay here, but even so, these little spiritual babies are deceived again and again, which shows how attractive eggs are to them.
Now, after hearing Jiale's words, they all agreed without hesitation. It must be said that the minds of these little spiritual babies are still very pure.
"Yes, yes."
As they spoke, the little spirit babies started to work. With strength in numbers, they had a basket of gold ingots ready in a short while.
Jiale sealed the little spirit babies back and looked at Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, "Isn't this settled?"
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai looked at each other in silence. They could do this, but they were not as generous as Jia Le.
"Okay, let's go and watch a show."
Jiale now has a bicycle. Qiu Sheng took Wencai with him, and Jiale rode one himself. After closing the gate of the charity cemetery, they arrived in the town in no time.
The town at this moment was not as quiet as in the past, but rather very lively. Late in the night, the streets were full of people coming and going, talking and laughing, and all they were talking about was Lan Kwai Fong. Jia Le couldn't help but marvel at this moment. It was amazing to be able to capture the hearts of young or old people, but now, Lan Kwai Fong was popular with both young and old, both men and women, which was extremely amazing.
The stage was built in the center of the town and was funded by the Ren and Qian families.
At this time, the actors on the stage had not yet appeared, but thousands of people had already gathered below the stage. After the last corpse disaster, there were only about 3,000 people left in the entire Renjia Town. Now, 2,000 people had gathered here, and the rest were probably coming in one after another.
"Brother, Master is there, and Miss Ren is there too."
Wencai jumped up and looked. With two thousand people gathered here, it was really not easy to see what was ahead.
Jiale smiled when he heard this and said, "Let's go over there."
past!
Qiu Sheng and Wencai were in a dilemma. With so many people around, how could they get through? They were surrounded on both sides. If they shouted to make way, they would probably be beaten to death. Even Qiu Sheng and Wencai, who were usually fearless, became a little timid at this moment.
Jiale didn't say anything and just walked forward. It was strange that as Jiale walked forward like this, the people in front of him unconsciously made way for him to pass through. Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai's eyes lit up when they saw this.
"Brother is still awesome, let's catch up."
With Jiale's magic leading the way, the three of them quickly arrived in front. In fact, it was not a powerful method, just a use of magic power.
"Hey, Jiale, you're here."
When Ren Tingting saw Jia Le, her eyes lit up. As the funder of these performances, Ren Tingting naturally had the best seat. There was a row of chairs in front, and Uncle Jiu was sitting next to Ren Tingting. There were three empty chairs next to Uncle Jiu. Upon closer thought, she knew that they were reserved for them. It must be said that Ren Tingting was very knowledgeable about the ways of the world.
"Why don't you thank Miss Ren quickly?"
Jiale sat down next to Uncle Jiu without any hesitation, and did not forget to ask Qiu Sheng and Wencai to express their gratitude.
I have to say, there is a kind of ability called money ability. If it weren’t for Ren Tingting, I’m afraid Uncle Jiu would have to squeeze in with others to watch.
Behind the stage.
At this time, Lan Guifang was leading a group of people to worship the gods. This was an essential step before the show began.
Lan Kwai Fong's opera troupe is called "Lan Kwai Fong" and worships Huaguang Patriarch.
Opera is quiet and peaceful, and can communicate with ghosts and gods. Many strange things happen in opera troupes, and worshiping immortals and gods can gain their protection.
Moreover, actors are of lowly status and often die unexpected deaths. When actors turn into ghosts, they usually have deep resentment. After death, their souls linger in the theater. That is why some people can still hear opera singing in theaters that have been abandoned for many years at night. Please note that this may not be an illusion. If it is, there may really be actors singing. However, it is not certain whether these actors are human or ghosts.
The male, female, clown, and singers all had their makeup done and had worshipped the gods. Lan Guifang looked at everyone and said, "Everything is ready. Let's go on stage. Today we will sing Farewell My Concubine. Everyone, cheer up. This is the 1,000th show of our national tour. After this show, we will come to an end. Let's have a perfect ending today."
"good!"
Lan Guifang spoke, and everyone responded loudly, and then began to come out one by one.
"The show is on, the show is on."
"Sister Fang is out, Sister Fang is out."
"It's Farewell My Concubine, my favorite Farewell My Concubine."
…
As soon as Lan Guifang appeared on the stage, the people in the audience were immediately excited. The protagonists of Farewell My Concubine are King Xiang Yu and his beloved concubine Concubine Yu, but if we really want to talk about this play, the main character has to be Concubine Yu. The actress who plays Concubine Yu is Lan Guifang, followed by eight maids.
"Since then, I have followed the king in his campaigns, enduring hardships and hardships year after year. I hate the ruthless Qin that has destroyed lives and brought suffering to the people."
…
When the show started, the cheers died down as the show progressed, and at the end, the audience even shed tears.
Jia Le was also greatly shocked when he saw Lan Kwai Fong on the stage. There was no better performer than this one. In ancient times, there were poets, lyricists, painters, and tea masters, but there was only the drama master, who truly performed drama into his bones and soul. No, he was not acting. At this moment, he was Yu Ji.
"My king, if you can break through the siege this time, please retreat to Jiangdong and try to revive the Chu State and save the people. If I go with you, won't it hinder the king from killing the enemy? Well, I am willing to use the sword at your waist to cut my own throat in front of you."
Hearing this, everyone could no longer hold back their tears. The word "love" is the most touching. There are thousands of plays, but which actor would not be proud to sing Farewell My Concubine on the stage.
Lan Guifang was on the stage, and the audience below seemed to see Xiang Yu and Yu Ji, who were surrounded by enemies on all sides, and the desperate Overlord enjoying his last tenderness with his beloved concubine.
She died, just to live for him.
But he persisted only for her life.
With a sword across her neck, a beautiful woman shed her blood, which made the overlord crazy.
At this moment, both the actors on the stage and the audience below are speechless, and seem to be immersed in it.
Jiale was the same. He felt a mixture of emotions and was distracted.
At this moment, Jiale saw a flash of blue light between his eyebrows. He couldn't help but feel pain. His heart was shocked and he suddenly woke up from the opera.
After taking a closer look, I was shocked.
At this moment, there was no stage at all. On the stage were Overlord Xiang Yu and Yu Ji, as well as a group of soldiers, and they, the audience, were actually already in the military camp at Gaixia.
"not good!"
Jiale couldn't help but cry out "Oh no!" How come while listening to a play, he ended up on an ancient battlefield?
There were already shouts and sounds of killing in their ears, as if thousands of troops were galloping towards this side. Without thinking, they knew that Liu Bang's army had arrived and they were here to kill Xiang Yu. Now they were trapped on the battlefield. If they could not escape from this unknown situation, they would probably die under the iron hoofs.
Looking around, even Uncle Nine was still obsessed with the play. Jia Le knew that this was not because Uncle Nine was not at a high enough level, but because Uncle Nine was also a fan of Lan Kwai Fong and was even more fascinated. It was Jia Le who did not understand drama, and was not so affected by it when he first heard it. With the reminder from the Grandmaster, he was able to wake up first.
Jiale was a little overwhelmed by the situation and didn't even understand what was happening, so the most urgent thing was to wake up Uncle Jiu.
Thinking of this, Jiale no longer cared about offending others and simply pinched Uncle Jiu.
"It hurts, Jiale, what are you doing?"
Uncle Jiu was immersed in the opera, but after Jiale's attack, all the fun was gone. He couldn't help but feel a little resentful. However, Jiale didn't care about Uncle Jiu's feelings and pointed at the stage.
"Uncle Master, something happened."
Upon hearing this, Uncle Jiu hurriedly looked towards the stage, then looked around, and his face turned pale.
"Uncle Master, what on earth is going on?"
It was a rare sight to see Uncle Nine panicking, and Jiale also realized the seriousness of the matter.
"Opera is a mysterious art form. Ordinary actors may sing some supernatural things, but at most they just attract some ghosts. Opera stages usually have gods and immortals enshrined. Once these ghosts are born, they will be suppressed. It's harmless. But Sister Fang is different. Her skills are close to Taoism. I heard that this is her thousandth tour. The most popular performance is Farewell My Concubine. This is like attracting Concubine Yu."
Yu Ji!
Jiale was shocked when he heard this, and looked at Uncle Jiu with a look as if he was kidding. Yu Ji had been dead for more than a thousand years, so she should have been reincarnated long ago. How could she still possess someone else?
As if he had noticed Jiale's confusion, Uncle Jiu continued.
"Yu Ji committed suicide, which was not tolerated by the underworld. In addition, Yu Ji committed suicide in order to let the Overlord survive. However, the Overlord was also a very affectionate person. In the end, he committed suicide with the same sword. The two souls were connected. Their fate was over when they were alive, but they were unwilling to separate after death. They were also unwilling to go to the underworld. When they entered reincarnation again, they gathered 8,000 soldiers and became the ghost king of the world.
That was Xiang Yu, full of murderous intent and profound in martial arts. Even in death, he was extraordinary. In addition, he had 8,000 soldiers, forming an army formation, each of whom was extremely powerful. Even the underworld couldn't do anything to him. Fortunately, Xiang Yu didn't cause any trouble to the world. He just guarded his one acre and three mu of land and enjoyed his freedom. You don't care, I don't care, so slowly, people ignored them."
Jia Le was completely shocked when he heard this. This meant that not only Yu Ji was still in this world, but Xiang Yu was also there. For some reason, Jia Le was actually somewhat relieved that it was only Yu Ji who was summoned today, not Xiang Yu. Otherwise, the scene would be scary just to think about.
"Haha, the Han army has arrived. Jin Yu is unwilling to retreat. Are you willing to fight the Han army with me again?"
A voice suddenly came from the stage. Jia Le looked over quickly and saw that it was the Overlord who was sitting opposite Yu Ji. He was supporting Yu Ji, looking at the audience, and shouting loudly, his tone full of heroism.
Uncle Jiu's expression also changed, as if he had thought of something, and he hurriedly looked around.
As soon as Xiang Yu's voice fell, the three thousand people in Renjia Town around Uncle Jiu and Jiale suddenly stood up, raised their arms and shouted, just like soldiers who were about to go to the battlefield and charge in all directions.
Qiu Sheng, Wencai and even Ren Tingting were among them.
"I am willing to fight to the death for the Overlord!"
"I am willing to fight to the death for the Overlord!"
…
Jiale was completely stunned. He had never seen such a grand scene before.
Not to mention Jiale, even Uncle Jiu was confused, "Jiale, Xiang Yu is here too. The actors on the stage have been replaced by Overlord and Yu Ji. Everyone except you and I are possessed by Xiang Yu's soldiers. If you hadn't woken me up, I would have been unlucky."
Xiang Yu came, Yu Ji came, and eight thousand soldiers also came, but what was the sound of fighting outside? What was going on with the Han army?
"Master, what about those Han troops?"
Han army!
Uncle Jiu also looked into the distance, and what he saw seemed to be countless Han troops rushing towards this side.
"Jia Le, that period of history is not as we see it. Xiang Yu and Liu Bang were not mortals. If you were Liu Bang, what would you think if you knew that Xiang Yu did not enter the underworld after his death, but his soul remained in the world of the living?"
Emperors like to control everything and don’t like changes. That was Overlord Xiang Yu. Even if Overlord Xiang Yu was dead, he would still be a major concern for Liu Bang and must be curbed.
Could it be!
"How could Emperor Gaozu of Han not be afraid that Xiang Yu would turn into a ghost king and affect the Han Dynasty? Therefore, he sent all the 100,000 dead Han soldiers to stay in the world of the living to fight against Xiang Yu. On the Wujiang River, there are two ghost kings, one is Xiang Yu and the other is Han Xin. The war between the two has never stopped from birth to death, and they have kept each other in check.
Although Wujiang River became a restricted area, it also formed a balance. In addition, after Xiang Yu's death, he truly loved beauty rather than the country and never left Wujiang River since then, so he would not affect the overall situation in the world.
But today, Sister Fang's song Farewell My Concubine was almost like Taoism, moving heaven and earth , and making Xiang Yu and Yu Ji feel a sense of connection. This scene was not only watched by us, but also by them. How could Xiang Yu be willing to see Yu Ji die under the sword? Perhaps the King of Chu had never let go of his resentment, but just didn't want Yu Ji to be hurt again, so he stayed together at the Wujiang River and was unwilling to go out again.
But today's song completely aroused the hatred and unwillingness in Xiang Yu's heart. Just as he said, he was unwilling to retreat again and wanted to fight the Han army again to end it all. "
After listening to Uncle Nine's words, Jiale finally understood the seriousness of the matter.
"That is to say, Renjia Town will become a battlefield. Those fighting spirits are real. Overlord and Han Xin, are they going to fight a life-and-death battle here?"
After saying this, Jiale's voice trembled a little.
More than 100,000 fighting spirits are definitely not little ghosts. At the very least, they must be evil ghosts. However, it has been more than a thousand years. Jiale feels that it is a bit self-deceiving to say that there are only 100,000 evil ghosts. He is afraid that they must be ghost soldiers. 100,000 ghost soldiers, let alone dealing with them, each fighting spirit can blow Jiale to death with a breath.
What's more, the nobles all have to start from the ghost soldier realm, then what about those generals, they must be ghost generals, and Xiang Yu and Han Xin, they must be ghost kings. At this level, the aftermath alone can shock them to death.
"Uncle Master, what should we do now?"
Uncle Jiu groaned for a moment after hearing this, "We must have mistakenly entered the Chu-Han battlefield because of Sister Fang's song Farewell My Concubine. The battlefield now is like a ghost domain, but the ghost domain formed by so many fighting spirits has already taken shape as a miniature world. It is almost impossible for us to break the shackles of the world and leave with our strength. Now it seems that we can only wait until this war is over."
Watch the war end!
In Jiale's sight, the Overlord's eight thousand soldiers had gathered in the front. The three thousand people in Renjia Town were obviously still immersed in the opera. They had just become the medium for the arrival of the eight thousand soldiers. Their souls were probably hurt by the evil spirit. The most important thing was that they were now on the road where the Han army was advancing. Wouldn't they be taken away by just a charge? Is this something they can watch?
Uncle Jiu didn't say much and just threw out a talisman in his hand.
"In the name of the immortal gods, call on the gods to wake up!"
As the spell fell, the talisman suddenly emitted golden light, which spread over the more than 3,000 people in Renjia Town. Under the influence of the talisman, the more than 3,000 people suddenly came back to their senses and woke up. What kind of talisman is this? Jiale has never seen it before.
"This is the God Summoning Talisman. I will teach you after you break through the Qi Refining Stage."
Summoning God Talisman!
Talismans are also divided into different levels. The ones Jiale learned before are just the most basic talismans. Some of the talismans above them have realm requirements. This god-summoning talisman should be such a talisman.
"Ah, where are we and what's going on?"
“Ghost!”
"Master, what happened?"
…
More than 3,000 people woke up and their expressions changed drastically when they saw the scene in front of them. They were just watching a play, but how come they were on the battlefield? What were these things in front of them? Were they ghosts? The eerie armor and the murderous spears. It must be said that the fact that these people did not flee in all directions at this moment was already very worthy of Uncle Jiu.
At this time, more than 3,000 people all looked at Uncle Jiu. It must be said that after the last corpse disaster incident, Uncle Jiu's prestige in Renjia Town was still among the best. Especially when encountering such supernatural events, he could make people believe it.
"Uncle Jiu, what happened to us?"
"Uncle Jiu, who are they?"
"Uncle Jiu, why are we here?"
…
The panic caused more than 3,000 people to start asking incoherent questions. Jiale listened to the mixed voices, and his mind was full of Uncle Jiu.
Uncle Jiu knew that there was no time to waste.
He pressed his hands down, "Everyone, be quiet and listen to me."
It was strange that despite their loud noises, Xiang Yu and his eight thousand soldiers who were conducting pre-war mobilization at the front turned a deaf ear to them.
But this is a good thing. Jiale was really afraid of these eight thousand soldiers, so he turned around and shot each of them.
"Fellow villagers, we have encountered a strange incident. Please trust me and do everything according to what I say."
After hearing Uncle Jiu's words, more than 3,000 people finally quieted down, but they still looked terrified. However, seeing Uncle Jiu's calmness, they were somewhat infected and were able to listen carefully.
Seeing that the people finally calmed down, Uncle Jiu was relieved. "After a while, no matter what sound you hear, don't move. Close your eyes and recite with me. Come, the sky is clear and the earth is peaceful, and there is peace in all directions..."
It's only sixteen words. Even if you are the dumbest, you will remember it after reciting it twice.
"Don't worry. Although we can see them, we are not actually in the same space. As long as we deal with them properly, there should be no danger. But remember not to open your eyes and look directly at them, otherwise you will be dragged into the battlefield and you will really die. Listen to my orders in a moment, close your eyes, recite the spell silently, and open your eyes when I say it's okay. Do you hear me?"
After hearing this, everyone finally felt relieved.
Jiale also breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that they were not in the same space. That made things easier. At this time, Jiale seemed to understand some things. It was like encountering ghost soldiers passing through. Although we saw the ghost soldiers with our naked eyes, they were actually not in the world of the living. Instead, they were walking on the Yin and Yang road, in another space. As long as we didn't look directly at them and didn't respond to these ghost soldiers, we could live in peace.
The shouts of the Han army were getting closer and closer, and the Chu army had also made preparations for the war. The two sides glared at each other, and the battle was about to break out.
"Close your eyes! Chant the spell!"
When Uncle Jiu's voice came, Jiale quickly closed his eyes. The more than 3,000 people did not dare to make trouble. They were very obedient and just closed their eyes and started chanting spells.
The sounds of war filled Jiale's ears. Jiale could even hear the sound of horses' hooves trampling over him and swords slashing across his body. However, keeping in mind Uncle Jiu's words, Jiale did not dare to open his eyes. At this time, curiosity was tantamount to seeking death. As long as he dared to open his eyes and was trapped on the battlefield, there would only be death. Jiale had no confidence that he could survive in the midst of thousands of troops.
For the first time, the more than 3,000 people felt that events were passing so slowly. How much they hoped to hear Uncle Jiu say that they could open their eyes, but in fact, they didn't even dare to move their bodies.
Being on the battlefield, Jiale suddenly had an idea. He wondered if he could enter the unknown space to practice at this time. It would be a waste of time to just stay there. When this thought came out, even Jiale was shocked by his own boldness. But after thinking about it carefully, it was really feasible. After entering the unknown space, Jiale could avoid all external interference and would not be affected by those sounds.
Do it as soon as you think of it. After discovering that he could still enter the unknown space, Jiale was also somewhat happy. He really didn't know what level of treasures there were in this unknown space. He could be brought into such a ghost area and not be affected.
In the unknown space, Jiale sat cross-legged and began to visualize the sun and practice the secret of the sun's spirit and form.
The practice went on as usual and was not affected in any way.
However, Jiale, who was immersed in his practice, didn't know that the energy beads were not used in this practice. The negative energy from the outside world began to gather towards Jiale, helping Jiale's practice. The effect was exactly the same as the energy beads. In Jiale's perception, it was still a blessing after the visualization of the sun.
Time passes by every second.
Everybody had their eyes closed, so no one noticed. Even Uncle Jiu, after he closed his six senses, didn't realize that Jia Le, who had been standing next to him, had disappeared without a trace.
On the battlefield, Han Xin, who had the numerical advantage, firmly controlled the course of the battle and always had the upper hand. Even though Xiang Yu was extremely brave and led his four generals and thousands of troops to retreat, his eight thousand soldiers were also extraordinary. However, as time went on, the eight thousand soldiers gradually died out, and there were fewer and fewer soldiers around Xiang Yu who could fight.
In fact, the Han army suffered more casualties, but Han Xin didn't care. He didn't even go to the battlefield. He just stood in the back, watching the battlefield, and sometimes commanding the soldiers to change their formations, step by step compressing the space of the Chu army. Fifty thousand Han troops were exchanged for eight thousand Jiangdong soldiers. After the crazy killing, Xiang Yu discovered that there were only four generals left by his side.
There was a sad smile on his face.
"So if we do it again, the result will be the same?"
Looking at Han Xin in the distance, Han Xin was originally in his army. Unfortunately, at that time, no one could have thought that he could grow to this point. It was because Xiang Yu did not have the ability to recognize people, and he missed this great opportunity, and even lost Yu Ji's life and the lives of his brothers.
"Overlord, let's go! Let's stop the Han army."
The four generals shouted loudly, helped Xiang Yu onto his horse, and then turned around to fight the Han army.
Han Xin was not anxious because Xiang Yu rode away on horseback. He continued to command the Han army and slowly surrounded and killed the four generals.
The black horse carried Xiang Yu forward. Xiang Yu's eyes were full of confusion. Even though he thought about his life, he was unwilling to admit his failure after his death. He lived a life of drunkenness and dreams, claiming that he loved beauty more than the country. But only he knew the real situation. In his heart, he still had resentment and unwillingness. He thought about starting over again, and he would definitely be able to take back the country.
But the fact is that history repeats itself if it happens again.
The sound of flowing water woke Xiang Yu up. Looking at the Wujiang River in front of him, Xiang Yu didn't even know how he got on the horse or how he got here.
He is really tired.
The scene before my eyes was so similar, as if I was walking the same path in my previous life again. My right hand couldn't help but touch the sword.
"Live as a hero, die as a ghost hero.
I still think of Xiang Yu, who refused to cross the Yangtze River."
On the Wujiang River, Jiale stood on a small boat, wearing a straw hat and a raincoat, rowing the boat, looking at Xiang Yu on the shore, and couldn't help but recite aloud.
To be honest, Jiale didn't know why he appeared here. He was clearly practicing in an unknown space. He didn't open his eyes and didn't commit any taboos. But he suddenly appeared on the Wujiang River and became a boatman. Before he could figure out what was going on, he saw Xiang Yu.
Xiang Yu!
Although the Chu-Han Contention ended with the victory of the Han army and Xiang Yu's suicide at the Wujiang River, no one in China ever thought that Xiang Yu was a loser. He was a hero. Everyone wanted to be emperor, but if they were asked to choose between Liu Bang and Xiang Yu, they would definitely choose Xiang Yu.
Just like everyone likes Zhao Yun on White Horse, there is no reason, maybe it’s just a complex. Jiale is the same, whether in the past life or this life.
Only when he actually stood on this boat, witnessed the cruelty of this battle, and met the lonely Xiang Yu, did Jia Le truly understand the deep affection of this summer quatrain.
"Overlord, if you want to cross the river, I am willing to give you a ride."
Xiang Yu stared at Jia Le in a daze, then looked at the sword in his hand, and smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect that I, Xiang Yu, would have a confidant at the critical moment. Could you recite the poem for me again?"
Looking at Xiang Yu in front of him, Jiale couldn't help but cry for some reason.
"Live as a hero, die as a ghost hero.
I still think of Xiang Yu, who refused to cross the Yangtze River."
Xiang Yu laughed loudly upon hearing this, "Yes, I am a hero in life and a hero in death. If I cross this Jiangdong, will I still be Xiang Yu?"
After the voice fell, Xiang Yu looked at Jia Le and said, "Thank you for the poem, little brother. Someone also advised me to cross the river, but I didn't go. I don't want to go back today and meet someone who knows me. Xiang Yu should die. Please treat the black horse well, little brother. It's a good horse, but I don't deserve it."
Blood splattered, horses neighed, Jiale couldn't help but close his eyes. It was the end of a hero, and he had no regrets even though he died.
There were the sounds of horse hooves and weapons as Han Xin, with 50,000 Han troops, slowly appeared on the bank of the Wujiang River. He looked at Xiang Yu who had committed suicide, at the lonely Wuzhui horse, and then at Jiale. He remained silent for a long time. The 50,000 Han troops suddenly stood up. Looking at those 50,000 Han troops with cold eyes, Jiale originally thought he would be afraid, but in fact, he just looked at the 50,000 Han troops and Han Xin calmly.
Perhaps it was Xiang Yu who gave him the courage.
"well!"
After a long silence, a long sigh was heard, and there was loneliness in Han Xin's eyes.
"I won against Xiang Yu, but lost my life. Now that Xiang Yu is gone, it's time for me to go too."
Listening to Han Xin's voice, Jia Le actually understood the meaning of Han Xin's words. Although Han Xin defeated Xiang Yu, was he not a loser as well?
Looking at Han Xin, I saw that Han Xin was looking at the 50,000 Han troops and issuing the last order.
"Everyone, our last battle is over. It's time to put everything aside and go back to reincarnation. If there is a chance in the next life, I will come back to lead you and rule the country."
"I am willing to fight again with the general!"
"I am willing to fight again with the general!"
…
The shouts were like thunder, and amidst the shouts, a large gate suddenly appeared on the bank of the Wujiang River, filled with a spooky aura.
The door slowly opened, revealing a ghost god in front, with ghost soldiers standing quietly on both sides.
"Marquis Huaiyin, the Lord asked me to come and meet you."
Han Xin looked at the ghost god appearing from the gates of hell in front of him, and it didn't seem strange to him. He had been waiting for this day to come. The underworld is also you.
"Let's go!"
Han Xin led 50,000 Han troops and slowly walked into the Ghost Gate under the guidance of the Yin God. I don’t know if it was Jiale’s illusion, but when Han Xin entered the Ghost Gate, he seemed to glance at Jiale.
He shook his head. He was worthy of being the Military Genius Han Xin. Even if he was reincarnated, there would be ghost gods to welcome him. If Xiang Yu could have chosen to reincarnate like this, perhaps his treatment would have been even higher than this.
Above the Wujiang River, there was only the sound of water. Xiang Yu was gone, Han Xin was gone, the Chu army was gone, the Han army was gone, everything was gone, and the ghost realm was also disappearing.