In Order to Become a Heroic Spirit, I Had to Do Things in History

Xiang Liang got up a little faster, jumped up with a gun and stabbed Zhang Han who was half-kneeling on the ground. Zhang Han didn't panic, leaned back, and the gun barrel hit Xiang Liang's ankle.

Xiang Liang held the pole with both hands, his legs were vertical, avoiding the sweep, feeling a little cold on the side of his head, tilted his head, and landed on one foot, the whole person spun the gun that was pulled up, and smashed a Qin directly in front of him. The pawn's head, behind it, directly kicked the spear that Zhang Han had stabbed after regrouping.

Zhang Han's brows were furrowed, the spear was pulled back, and he turned around, but it protruded from his waist, and was about to hit Xiang Liang's head. Xiang Liang stared, instead of retreating, he advanced. Fighting very quickly.

Two people, you retreat and I advance, you advance and I retreat, the body is tossing and turning, the shadow of the gun is flying, and the fight is so happy.

Ping——

The loud noise sounded, Zhang Han was temporarily forced back by Xiang Liang, but Xiang Liang was unforgiving, and he jumped up in a spin, and danced with the sharp spear in a whirring wind, with a strong power He rushed towards Zhang Han.

"Death!" Hatred squeezed out between his teeth, Xiang Liang's eyes flashed with blood red, because the speed was too fast and a blood line was drawn in the air.

Zhang Han's eyes widened angrily, he turned his spear, and he was about to take a blow from Xiang Liang with his hands--

"Uh—poof—"

At the moment when the two guns touched, Zhang Han bent on one knee, the tiger's mouth cracked open in an instant, and even spit out a large mouthful of blood, but——

At least it's next.

"Uh, uh—get up!

! ”

The knee that touched the ground was slowly propped up, and Zhang Han's eyes seemed to be flickering with flames.

"Daqin, how could it be possible to lose to—just Chuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

! ”

Ping-pa-

Xiang Liang was staggered by Zhang Han's huge force, stood on his feet, stomped his horse, turned his spear, and glared at Zhang Han.

Zhang Han didn't care about wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, he also took a stance and took two heavy breaths.

Xiang Liang - so strong.

He was simply the strongest general he had ever seen!

Before Zhang Han defeated all the cities and all the generals, none of them could compare with Xiang Liang!

Is this the remnant of the Warring States, the undead spirit of the Six Kingdoms?

"interesting"

His Tong Kong trembled, but showed a smile, raised the tip of his spear and pointed at Xiang Liang.

"Come again!"

The generals, the soldiers, naturally have to face the soldiers.

The quality of the soldiers on both sides is similar, whether it is physical strength or the ability to fight in close combat, they are almost the same.

However, Zhang Han's army was obviously stronger than Xiang Liang's.

Huang Xiaozhong was dead, but someone still sent orders. The fast horse running under his seat was foaming at the mouth, and the people on the horse's back were sweating.

"Go--hurry up and inform General Xiang Yu and General Xiang An!" He thought through gritted teeth.

Zhang Han didn't bring all the troops, probably only in the early 4s, but Xiang Liang's troops were only more than [-]. With such a huge disparity in troops, the messenger didn't know how to win at all.

Although less wins more than others, Xiang Yu and Xiang An only performed once when Qin Jia was killed not long ago.

But it was all preemptive, and there were a lot of arrangements. Now, instead of preempting, Xiang Liang was caught off guard, and he didn't even have the chance to come first.

"General Xiang Liang, you must - you must hold on!" This Chu soldier was naturally a native of Chu, and with eager tears in the corners of his eyes, he rode a fast horse and rushed frantically toward Xiangcheng in the north.

On the battlefield, it was completely crazy, completely chaotic.

Qin soldiers roared in filial piety, Chu soldiers roared, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

Chu Jun seemed to know the overwhelming disadvantage of the situation, and was beaten with mad blood. Even the thin Chu soldiers were fighting against Qin soldiers with red eyes.

They are mortal enemies, they are mortal enemies, and they must decide to die.

However, Xiang Liang's troops were too few, and there were only more than [-] Chu soldiers scattered in the three cities of a line of defense, which may be more than enough, but if you want to form an effective offensive front, in the face of the powerful Qin Dynasty, in the face of the powerful For the Zhang Han army, it was still too little, too little.

At this time, an hour has passed since Zhang Han rushed into the formation.

Qin and Chu were still fighting desperately.

Zhang Han had three or four blood holes on his body, and stared at Xiang Liang panting.

Xiang Liang also had wounds all over his body, but his condition was better than that of Zhang Han.

But his mood is not good at all.

He is not without brains, he is naturally aware of the consequences of the huge disparity in the number of soldiers.

Beside him, the Chu soldiers who were still fighting were far fewer when they first came into contact with the armies of both sides.

But even so, the fight must continue.

Xiang Yu was already on the way to support him with the army, and the Chu soldier sent the soldiers to change a horse and went on to inform Xiang An.

Xiang Yu was so anxious that he rode on Wu Wei and wanted to drink the army to distance himself, so he went to rescue the formation first.

"The third one - supervise the army for me! I'll go first!" Xiang Yu yelled, his legs were wrapped around the black horse's belly, and he rushed out on a ride. An off-string black arrow.

"Okay! Big brother, hurry up!" Xiang Jing naturally knew what Xiang Yu was worried about. He rode his military horse to the side and walked to the front.

At the same time, in the distance, there is also another gray figure, running wildly in the direction of Dingtao like a madman.

"Uncle - you must hold on! You must hold on!

! ”

Although Xiang Yu and Xiang An were in different places, they both rode galloping horses, heading for the same place, and chanting the same name.

Xiang Liang is the backbone of the Western Chu, the pillar of the Western Chu, and also the uncle who treats them like their own children!

He can't die!

=== Chapter [-] Xiang Liang's death, brother mutation ===

The number of Chu soldiers is not many anymore.

How many died?Maybe ten thousand, maybe twenty thousand.

All in all, a layer of corpses has been spread on the ground, and there are Qin soldiers, but most of them are Chu soldiers.

Xiang Liang had no doubt won the battle with Zhang Han.

But Xi Chu lost.

The army was defeated like a mountain.

The Chu army has already shown the trend of rout, even if their fighting spirit still exists, even if their bloodiness has not been burnt out, but this war can no longer be won.

Xiang Liang not only faced Zhang Han, but also faced several Qin soldiers at the same time.

Because the Qin soldiers had no more Chu soldiers to deal with, they came to fight with Xiang Liang together with the general Zhang Han.

Xiang Liang rolled the ground gun, even with Zhang Han, four or five people could not get close, but he knew that his physical strength would soon be exhausted.

Sadness comes from the heart, but Xiang Liang killed more vigorously.

"If you want to die, then come and kill me, then come and kill me ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

! "He didn't know when a wound appeared on his head. Because of the long-term battle, blood, mud, and sweat were mixed together, making Xiang Liang look disheveled.

Another shot stabbed out from an unknown angle, Xiang Liang couldn't dodge in time, and was poked off his helmet.

His beard and hair were all gray, which made him look like an old lion, exhausted, covered in blood, and still roaring and fighting with filial piety.

"Come on - come on -"

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! ”

puff-

Peng——

Xiang Liang stabbed a Qin soldier in the head again, but correspondingly, another long spear also stabbed into his stomach.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Xiang Liang's mouth, but he saw his eyes wide open, his power undiminished.

"Uh—aaaaaaaaa—!

! ”

With ruthlessness, Xiang Liang raised his spear again and smashed the Qin soldier who had the spear poked into his stomach.

But then, three more Qin soldiers rushed up and stabbed their spears at the same time, but the target was Xiang Liang's abdomen.

Zhang Han was half-knelt on the ground, and his consciousness was already a little fuzzy.

There was a faint smile on his face.

I won, I Zhang Han, I Da Qin, I won again, I won again!

This Western Chu, with a total of less than [-] troops, Zhang Han was here, and nearly half of it was maimed at once.

Xiang Liang's spear swept across, forcing the Qin soldiers back.

But to no avail.

Several long spears were stabbed in his stomach, and the blood was pouring out, and they all fell into the pile of corpses.

His footsteps swayed slightly, still holding the spear, glaring at the Qin soldiers around him, with hatred and madness.

His chin was shaking violently, and he didn't know how much blood was spit out by him.

He couldn't see clearly anymore.

But he still stood there.

Holding a long gun, with an angry expression, standing there.