He dreamed that he was dying in Gaixia.
The young Xiang Yu lived his whole life in a dream - he was surrounded by enemies on all sides, Yu Ji committed suicide, and the sword crossed the Wu River. When I woke up, there was a bamboo slip beside my pillow. Thirteen causes of defeat were engraved on it: "It is ominous to kill and surrender", "Unfaithful to Fan Zeng", "Sorrowful and unruly", "Arrogant and impetuous will lead to death"...
This is not a cool article about changing one's fate against the odds. This is an elaborate act of self-deception.
At the beginning of the army, he compared the bamboo slips one by one and prepared the plan step by step. But when the giant deer fought to become a god and the princes gathered at the gate, the inscriptions on the bamboo slips began to twist - he inscribed "surrender before killing" because he had no time to kill; he inscribed "faith fan increased" because he did not dare to doubt himself. Every time he avoided a trap, he would draw a mark on the bamboo slips, as if the horizontal lines could really loosen the noose of fate inch by inch.
He didn't know that the more "successful things" he recorded on the back of the bamboo slips, the closer he would be to the causes of failure on the front.
Fan Zeng said: "Bamboo slips are tools, don't turn them into tools." Yu Ji brought the porridge: "When it is dry and water is added, the schizonepeta will still be schizonepeta." An old soldier told him: "Pride is that the heels feel light."
He heard it all. Didn't even understand.
Until the cry of two hundred thousand surrendered soldiers came from Jiyuan, until the halberd-wielding doctor named Han Xin turned and left - the bamboo slips were no longer mirrors, but walls built by his own hands.
Xiang Yu's death was not Gaixia's. It started from the moment he thought he could win.
And he doesn't know it yet.
Super nice.