Chapter 127
Everyone followed behind Xiang Yu, their shouts shaking the heavens, demanding he lead the charge!
"Ah!"
Xiang Yu roared!
Gripping the Eight-Treasure Bronze Dragon Spear tightly, he once again led three thousand men as the vanguard, charging straight at Wang Ben!
Seeing Xiang Yu approach, Wang Ben's eyes shone brilliantly!
Xiang Yu was a general renowned for his ferocity!
And he, Wang Ben, was the same!
In the war to destroy the six states, five of them were destroyed by him and his father Wang Jian together!
In those five states, Wang Jian held the central army, while he, Wang Ben, led the charge!
When storming cities and seizing lands, which time was it not he, Wang Ben, who charged to the very front?
"Kill!"
With a mighty roar, he raised his long halberd and led thirty thousand men straight at Xiang Yu to slaughter!
However, though Wang Ben was fierce, he was still slightly lacking before Xiang Yu!
After ten exchanges of combat, Wang Ben was struck from his horse by a spear thrust.
Xiang Yu intended to kill him, but at the critical moment, a trusted subordinate of Wang Ben took the blow for him, forcibly protecting Wang Ben!
In the end, although Wang Ben survived, his morale collapsed!
Yes, Wang Ben's way of leading troops and fighting was unlike anyone else's.
He relied on charging to boost morale; seeing his ferocity, the morale would become even more fierce!
But once Wang Ben fell, the morale would completely wither away!
Unlike the collapse of morale in Wang Ben's great army, the morale of Xiang Yu's thirty thousand men at this very moment surged greatly!
Although Li Yuanba remained behind, unresolved!
Although so many soldiers were still chasing from behind!
But... there was Xiang Yu!
Xiang Yu alone fought his way in and out several times within the three hundred thousand strong army!
He forcibly led over one hundred thousand men out of the more than two hundred thousand who were surely doomed to die!
Now having defeated Wang Ben, the number one fierce general of the Great Qin, at this very moment, their morale shook with great excitement!
Everyone rushed like madmen toward Wang Ben's hundred thousand strong army!
Three thousand men!
They actually broke Wang Ben's hundred thousand strong army in a single encounter.
Three thousand men forcibly carved a bloody path out of the hundred thousand!
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Three thousand men forcibly carved a bloody path out of the hundred thousand elite Qin Army soldiers?
This scene left everyone utterly stunned.
But the great army behind Xiang Yu was greatly invigorated.
At that moment, everyone shouted:
"Charge!"
"Charge!"
"Charge!"
At that moment, everyone simply followed behind Xiang Yu, charging together!
Until they had fled ten li away, at that moment, looking back.
The great army led by Meng Tian, Meng Wu, and Wang Ben was still in pursuit.
But it was clear they could no longer catch up.
Xiang Yu stood atop a small hill, looking back; that single glance allowed him to see the scene he least wanted to see!
Li Yuanba alone was slaughtering all the soldiers who had not escaped with them!
Seeing this scene, everyone felt a chill in their hearts; remember, that was nearly one hundred thousand people!
For Xiang Yu, this was certainly not the main point!
The point was...
Xiang Liang was dead!
Killed by a hammer strike from Li Yuanba!
"Ah!"
Xiang Yu was filled with great anger and great sorrow!
At this moment, he actually wanted to charge back in, spear-stab Li Yuanba, and avenge his uncle!
But... he was firmly blocked by Xiang Bo: "Yu'er, it cannot be done! Truly it cannot be done; this great army still needs you to lead it out!"
"As long as the green hills remain, there will be no lack of firewood!"
Xiang Bo shouted repeatedly; although Xiang Yu was still furious, at this moment, he could only retreat!
They ran again for nearly twenty li.
Finally, the great armies of Meng Tian, Wang Ben, Meng Wu, and others were no longer visible.
At this moment, Xiang Yu's great army was finally safe.
And upon counting the numbers again, Xiang Yu's heart was cut like by a knife; four hundred thousand soldiers, yet those who followed out now numbered less than ten thousand!
Three hundred and ninety thousand people, either died miserably or fled!
Now, only the nobles and people like Xiang Bo are safe!
But all this, in the end, is not the point that makes Xiang Yu most furious and heartbroken!
What truly makes Xiang Yu furious and heartbroken is still Xiang Liang's death!
That was his uncle!
That was his most respected uncle!
But now, he is dead!
Killed by a single hammer strike from Li Yuanba!
"Ah!"
Xiang Yu roared to the sky; at that moment, he pointed to the heavens and swore that in the future he would definitely kill Li Yuanba, overthrow the tyrannical Qin, and avenge his uncle!
He shouted, and at this moment, leading the last few thousand men, he strode away!
Although Xiang Yu left.
Although Xiang Liang died!
But... this battle has not ended!
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There are still nearly one hundred thousand people in this encirclement!
Although General Meng Tian was shouting that surrender would mean no killing!
But his voice was finally too small; Li Yuanba simply could not hear it!
He smashed fiercely like a war machine.
Until he heard the shouts of General Meng Wu's great army, until the moment countless people began to surrender with a rush, Li Yuanba has already smashed to death more than fifty thousand people.
The remaining fifty thousand people knelt on the ground, kowtowing endlessly, begging for mercy endlessly!
Thus, this battle finally ended.
And General Meng Wu, General Meng Tian, and all the Qin Army looked at Li Yuanba!
They were extremely panicked!
Truly panicked!
You must know, that was Xiang Yu's four hundred thousand great army!
And this four hundred thousand great army was killed by him alone until only a few thousand remained!
In this battle, he alone killed more than three hundred thousand people!
More than three hundred thousand people!
What a terrifying battle record is this!
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