By the Wujiang River, the setting sun was as bloody as fire.
Xiang Yu knelt on one knee, and the Overlord Spear in his hand was deeply inserted into the soil. Blood seeped out from the gaps in his armor and pooled into a dark red on the ground. Behind him, the shouts of killing from the pursuers were getting closer and closer, and in front of them was the surging Wujiang River.
"Your Majesty!" The head of the Wujiang Pavilion hurried over and pointed to the boat parked on the shore. "The boat is ready. Please hurry up and cross the river! Although Jiangdong is small, it is still big enough for a king!"
Xiang Yu slowly raised his head, and in his eyes that once looked down upon the world, there was only endless exhaustion and despair. In the battle of Gaixia, one hundred thousand Chu troops were wiped out; they were besieged on all sides, and even their last hope was shattered.
"Eight thousand people from the east of the Yangtze River crossed the river to the west, and now none of them have returned. Even though my father and brother from the east of the Yangtze River took pity on me, how can I see them?" Xiang Yu smiled bitterly and shook his head, pulling out the sword from his waist. The blade of the sword shone coldly in the sunset, "Even if he doesn't say anything, do you think you are worthy of your conscience?"
The pavilion chief was shocked when he saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "No, Your Majesty! Keep the green hills and don't worry about running out of firewood! As long as we cross the Wujiang River and regroup, we may not be unable to make a comeback!"
"Get up?" Xiang Yu smiled sadly, "If Heaven kills me, it is not a crime of war. I will definitely die today, and I hope to fight quickly for you, and I will win three times. I will break the siege for you, behead the generals, and cut down the flag, so that you know that Heaven will kill me, and it is not a crime of war!"
Having said that, Xiang Yu raised his sword and was about to kill himself...
At this critical moment
