The Conqueror Isn’t Alone

The mere Jiyin City was naturally not worth letting Xiang Yu stay for too long.

After only one night's rest, Xiang Yu was about to start again and continue his journey back west.

Before leaving, he personally promoted an old official from this place to be the magistrate of Jiyin County, and left 5,000 troops to prevent Peng Yue from coming back.

The remaining 50,000 Chu soldiers were led by him, and together with his generals Lu Bu and Han Xin, they returned to Guanzhong again.

When Xiang Yu left, he was angry and in a hurry. He was so focused on severely suppressing the Qi soldiers and people who dared to rebel against Chu that he had no time to see the scenery along the way.

Now that they have triumphed, the marching speed has slowed down greatly. The scorched fields, dead grass and flowers, collapsed houses, and even the bones are finally visible.

Xiang Yu glanced across indifferently, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

Han Xin's face was calm, but he also felt a little sad and sighed. He couldn't help but look at the wise brother beside him.

Lu Bu looked as usual, looking ahead casually, as if he was not affected at all, and humming an unfamiliar tune under his breath.

Han Xin had no intention of getting caught up in the tragic situation along the way. Seeing his wise brother's calm expression, he couldn't help but admire him and asked: "Is this my brother's singing with a local accent?"

He observed that the wise brother's good conversation and extraordinary abilities must have come from the aristocracy of the old country.

However, after knowing each other for a long time, Xiandi seemed to have something to hide, and never mentioned the origin of his hometown, which made it difficult for him to ask questions.

Hearing this tune that he had never heard before, Han Xin couldn't help but ask even though he had no intention of detecting the origin of his wise brother.

Xiang Yu's ears moved slightly and his eyes narrowed slightly.

He pressed lightly on Wu Zhui's neck, and at the same time tilted his face backwards without leaving any trace, and listened attentively.

Lu Bu was stunned by the question.

He pondered for a moment, then remembered the ballad he had unconsciously hummed just now, and replied readily: "No, it's just a ballad he heard elsewhere."

He vaguely remembered that this was the time when he followed the fat thief Dong into Luoyang and listened to a nursery rhyme that was gradually spreading in the city.

Before Han Xin could ask in detail, he started to hum softly again, suddenly opened his mouth and said in a deep voice:

"A large army is like a city,"

"Death is like a forest,"

"Holding gold yields millet,"

"Millet is more valuable than gold."

In just four sentences, the chanter looked indifferent, but the picture presented was shocking.

Seeing the weeds and bones along the road, Han Xin and Xiang Yugu were silent, their hearts empty and speechless for a long time.

The flames of war are raging in the sky, no matter the princes, generals, ministers or ordinary people, their lives are like grass and mustard, turning into a handful of loess.

Even the most hard-hearted people cannot bear to see fathers, sons and children all over the world suffering so much.

Lu Bu's calm gaze passed over the faces of the two men, and he suddenly said: "There is no room for two masters in the world, and two heroes cannot stand side by side. The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop. The king wants to cultivate the people, so he can make the princes king. However, each king has its own territory. In a land where greed is endless, how can the fighting stop, and how can the people practice martial arts and cultivate literature, and the people live and work in peace and contentment? The people long for stability, and the world has been fragmented for a long time, and they also long for unification."

Speaking of this, Lu Bu looked directly at Xiang Yu, who was expressionless, and took the opportunity to emphasize: "Even if it is just for the people's support, the stability of the country, so that farmers have fields to plant, peasant women have threads to spin, and children can grow up." On that day... Your Majesty, you should also seize the opportunity given by God and achieve your imperial career as soon as possible!"

It is true that this stupid king is acting on his own initiative and changing his orders day and night. Even though the momentum has been good recently, Lu Bu still has lingering fears.

In his past life and this life, he was used to seeing wars and chaos, and he took advantage of the situation amidst the smoke.

When he first saw the tragic situation among the people, he still had some sympathy, but after more than ten years, he had already become numb.

He was just humming casually, but when Han Xin asked about it, he couldn't help but realize that King Han was also there.

Then an idea flashed and he quickly tapped a few words from the side.

Xiang Yu's ears seemed to twitch, but he never looked back.

Even though Lu Bu stared at him closely, he couldn't tell whether the other party heard him.

Looking at his back, he seems indifferent.

Lu Bu squinted his eyes and looked at it for a moment, but he really couldn't see anything interesting. He could only look away in frustration and turned to talk to Brother Han next to him.

The miserable situation of starvation and death did not improve until they arrived in Guanzhong.

After two months, the officials from top to bottom of Chu State tried their best to appease the people and stabilize the people, and finally achieved initial results.

Because it was already early winter, there was not a trace of green in the fields. However, there were streets and shady houses. People came and went with their clothes on, and cars and horses passed by.

Seeing the sudden appearance of Chu Qihou, they also raised their heads and glanced at him, then stopped looking and continued to work hard.

Another flash of inspiration flashed in Lu Bu's mind.

Seeing the opportunity, he looked at the back of Xiang Yu's head and said with great emotion: "The people in Guanzhong are no longer displaced and can work peacefully on the ground. The young and old live here in peace. This is all due to the king's benevolent government!"

Xiang Yu's eyes were as vast as the deep sea, his thin lips pursed, noncommittal.

Han Xin secretly looked at the wise brother who had a sincere face and praised King Xiang all the time, and quietly felt a little confused.

If he hadn't remembered the mistake, that day, the wise brother... seemed to have blurted out the word 'foolish king'?

He was preoccupied with other matters at that time and did not take that treasonous title to heart.

Now that Brother Guanxian respected King Xiang so much, he couldn't help but have strong doubts about the memory of that day.

He must have misunderstood.

The group of people each had their own thoughts and entered Xianyang City unimpeded.

Compared with the ruins outside the city, the royal capital has never suffered major damage despite changing hands several times.

Then it regained its vitality.

Seeing that the Chu soldiers looked ferocious but obeyed the rules, the people gradually forgot the tragedy of that day when Liu Bang fled in embarrassment after regicide, leaving the remnants of the Han army to fight with the Chu army, and the city was filled with blood.

Thinking about it carefully, it is true that no innocent people were implicated or massacred together, only the enemy Han soldiers suffered many casualties.

However, when military strategists fight, death and injury are common.

After observing carefully for a while, they walked out of the house one after another and bravely walked on the street.

As the common people dared to go out, the profit-seeking merchants were even more daring. Within half a month, they all returned together.

The army returned to the main camp outside the city. Xiang Yu was indifferent in front, riding through the city in the awe of everyone.

He was majestic and majestic, and even though he didn't speak, he was full of murderous aura. Everyone didn't dare to look at him, so they focused on the two young Chu generals who were riding horses through the market two steps behind.

Although Han Xin was tall and handsome, with an extraordinary appearance, compared with Lu Bu, who was very heroic and dressed in... flashy clothes, he suddenly became overshadowed.

After the fierce fight that day, Xiang Yu had already ordered the craftsmen to re-make several outfits that were the same as those worn by Lu Bu that day.

However, he seemed to be displeased that his beloved would only wear the "simple" pheasant comb, so he privately ordered the craftsmen to make the crown body of gold and inlaid with jade.

When Lu Bu got it in his hand, he was almost dazzled by the dazzling jewels.

...Although this stupid king is very naive and not very bright, he is really generous with his actions.

Although the value of the crown jumped a hundred times due to the completely different materials, the two brightly colored, long and slippery pheasant tail feathers that Lu Bu loved the most remained unchanged.

Because of its unique style, the red pheasant tail feathers swayed as the jade lion walked, instantly grabbing the attention of the people watching.

Lu Bu was used to being bathed in people's eyes of shock, envy or fear. The more people noticed him, the more proud he became.

His tiger eyes were slightly narrowed, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, his head held high, and his whole body was full of heroism, shining in the sun.

When the three of them entered the palace gate, the countless eyes glued to Lu Bu were forced to disappear.

Xiang Yu didn't know what he was thinking, so he went straight to the main hall. Halfway there, he suddenly changed his mind and asked Lu Bu and Han Xin to go back to the hall to rest first.

This journey was full of dust, but Lu Bu was naturally happy and relaxed.

As soon as he arrived at Qinchuan Hall, he couldn't wait to grab this cheap guy's hand and take him straight to the hall with big steps.

When Han Xin was pulled by him and sat down next to him, he waved his hand again and stepped back gracefully.

Then he was finally able to tell what he had been holding back for the entire journey, from the time when the two parted ways in Yan and how he went to Qi to find King Xiang.

Han Xin had a relaxed smile on his face at first, but the more he listened, the more frightened he became.

When Lu Bu seemed to be complaining, but was actually boasting about the foolish move of King Hu Chu who massacred the city and killed prisoners, which made him furious and resorted to military remonstrance, Han Xin could no longer suppress the fear in his heart. He shook his head and said: "My dear brother, this move , It’s really too impulsive!”

"Brother, you have no worries. In extraordinary times, you should do extraordinary things, and Bu did this only as a last resort."

After Lu Bu used this prevarication, he felt from the bottom of his heart that even though he struck first, he failed to defeat the strange and stupid king, which was a shame, so he cunningly ignored the outcome of the fight.

He avoided the important and ignored the trivial, proudly mentioned the king's scriptures and his advice, and then his mind finally seemed to be enlightened and he no longer randomly named the king. He really took great credit for his glorious deeds.

Han Xin listened silently, worried, and his face was even more gloomy.

He looked deeply at the spirited younger brother and sighed a lot, but he didn't know how to express it.

The Chu army was unparalleled in might and bravery, and the power of the Chu state was as high as the sky. However, he saw that King Xiang acted erratically, had a superficial mind, and gave repeated orders. He had good talents but failed to use them. He really did not realize that he had the qualifications to unify the world and establish an emperor.

In addition, he had been debriefing the Chu army for two years but could not be reused. That day, he made up his mind to leave the camp and go east to find a future.

His wise brother was gifted with talents, wisdom and bravery, but he was so loyal to Chu.

In order to persuade the violent King Xiang, he even risked his life to use force to persuade him!

well.

Han Xin sighed softly.

What could he do?

The wise brother treated him with deep affection and righteousness, and even more selfless support.

Even if he no longer thinks highly of King Xiang, he can only... risk his life to accompany the gentleman.

Lu Bu kept talking to himself, unaware that Han Xin's eyes were complicated, his thoughts were changing a hundred times, and finally he silently made some decision.

When he mentioned Xiang Yu again and again, whether he wanted to give him the throne or be granted the title of governor, Han Xin suddenly came back to his senses.

Han Xin frowned slightly, he really couldn't understand, so he had to express doubts, and interrupted Xiandi's words that seemed to him to be contradictory: "Since Xiandi is interested in Liu thief, why not reject him?" After Yan and Qi gave the gift, they directly asked the king to grant the two counties of Bashu. The king was willing to grant fertile land, so how could he be stingy in the remote wilderness. In this way, the wise brother could seize the land and join the country in the name of the country. It is logical to ask the king Please send generals to attack Bashu and eradicate the Liu bandits..."

Han Xin didn't notice that when he just finished speaking the first two sentences, the smug smile of the wise brother froze on his face.

And as he continued talking, the smile on his face was no longer there, but even Xiandi's whole body froze.

When Han Xin finally finished his analysis and received no answer to any of his questions, he couldn't help but look at Xiandi strangely and was suddenly startled.

"Good brother!"

Han Xin shouted in confusion.

I don’t know when,

The wise brother who was full of energy and energy just now turned out to be as lifeless and lifeless as a puppet!