My brother is the most handsome man in the Qin Dynasty

"Your Majesty! Fan Kuai invites you to fight!"

The butcher held the butcher's knife that was not stained with blood, and his eyes reflected the tragic battlefield and the figure that looked like a god and demon.

He licked his lips, his well-developed muscles tense and as hard as steel.

Such an opponent was once in a lifetime, and he was eager to fight with him. His strong desire to fight made him rarely ignore his brother's hints, and did not look at Liu Bang's almost blind eyes.

"No."

The second emperor refused.

There was undisguised bloodthirst in the butcher's eyes, but his body tone could not be more sincere.

"If no one stops this boy, our army will lose. Please allow me to fight, Your Majesty."

The second emperor said no more, and did not even move his eyes, staring at the battlefield.

The butcher wanted to continue asking for a fight, but the anxious Liu Bang pulled him back, slapped his younger brother on the head, grabbed Fan Kuai's skirt and raised it to his face, gritted his teeth and shouted:

"If you want to die, just wipe the bird's neck with a dog-butcher's knife. Don't go to His Majesty and implicate Naigong!"

The rogue general who was good at interpersonal relationships had long discovered the importance of scientists to Ying Chengyu. With a gloomy look, he stopped Fan Kuai, who had a look of disdain on his face, and followed the second emperor's eyes to watch the battlefield.

[The Mohist family is indeed going to lose...]

Liu Bang said in his heart but did not dare to put it into words.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Chu army, led by the unstoppable Overlord, had an absolute upper hand.

Ordinary soldiers suffered 100 casualties and were defeated.

The elite soldiers were defeated with 30% casualties.

The casualty line of the black-armored Mohists is about to reach 10%, and these disciples of the Mohists who are not regular troops may be defeated at any time.

Once defeated, the army will be defeated like a mountain, and more people will be killed and wounded in trampling than in pursuit.

Liu Bang secretly glanced at the second emperor's face and saw that the second emperor had no intention of ordering the money to withdraw his troops. He secretly speculated whether his majesty wanted to use this war to eradicate the Mohists. The existence of Mohism is not a good thing for any ruler.

In fact, besides not being able to stop the Mohist family from dying and destroying Mohist thoughts, there is another important reason why Ying Chengyu sat astride a horse and treated each other with warm eyes.

In this battle, the commander of the black-armored Mo family was Han Xin, the soldier immortal.

The sound of gold and stone clashing with each other kept ringing in his ears. Han Xin's face was as iron as steel, like a machine without emotion, commanding the soldiers to fill in the gaps.

Several top masters of the Mohist clan stood around Han Xin, guarding this young general who did not belong to the Mohist clan.

Knowing that Zhao Gongming, who was both a close friend and brother, died tragically in Xiang Yu's hands because of his life-saving gift, Han Xin rushed to Chen County all night long.

Before he avenged Zhao Gongming, nothing mattered!

Under the command of Han Xin, the Mohist family was like a flowing river. Air raids and flaws were restored immediately after the overlord left.

The overlord can cut off the water by smashing his gun, and the soldier's water can flow again by tapping the soldier's weapon.

[Are you going to lose? ]

Han Xin's red and swollen eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes and full of hatred, but at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a trace of despair.

He originally thought that the second emperor Ying Chengyu was brave enough.

But compared with the current Shuzi who broke into the battle formation and called himself the overlord, the second emperor was just a naughty boy.

Before facing the enemy, he used "Tai Gong's Art of War" to make a hexagram, and the result of the hexagram was in his arms.

He took out the tortoise shell from his arms and stared at the cracked tortoise shell pattern on it - a big disaster! This battle must be lost!

His teeth were chattering, and the pain spread from his mouth straight to his brain, and the sweet and rusty taste flowed in his mouth.

What's the point of replenishing his battle formation quickly? It's just a matter of one more shot. If this continues, the surging number of casualties will soon turn from quantitative change to qualitative change, turning into an avalanche-like rout.

On the battlefield, everything was changing rapidly. After just a short moment of delay, the situation took a turn for the worse. The Chu army, which had a small advantage, was about to turn into a big advantage!

Han Xin did not give the order in time, and there were gaps left in the two unfilled battle formations. The Chu army poured in, and hundreds of black armored men fell down.

"The defeat has been decided. General, please come back."

A Mohist master said in a deep voice.

He also practiced the art of war and saw that there was no chance of winning this battle.

Hei Jia refused to retreat because he wanted to avenge the giant. This was the Mo family's own business and there was no reason to ask General Qin to take his life. After persuading Han Xin to leave, he and several Mo Sheng will take over the command and kill the overlord of Chu who is as tall as a god and demon.

Han Xin raised his head when he heard the sound.

He saw the black armors falling down one after another, and the faces losing their vitality without even flinching.

He saw that the battle formation was bloated in some places and incomplete in others.

He saw that the Mohist disciples who were not soldiers remained in their positions and did not act rashly without being ordered to do so.

"I'm just a bird!"

Han Xin threw the fierce tortoise shell to the ground and crushed it with his foot!

"In a battle that must be won, Nai Gong is a fool!"

What he encountered was a powerful enemy he had never seen before.

But his subordinates are the Mohists who are the best at fighting, the most religious, and the most obedient to command! He has never commanded such soldiers before, and this is unprecedented.

Under the fast and intensive commands of Bingxian, the situation quickly returned to a state where the Chu army was slightly superior, and it remained unchanged as time passed.

The Overlord, who was avoiding the top masters of the Mo family, was unstoppable. The Chu army followed him and took over the battlefield, inheriting the advantage like a python.

But there was no way to suppress the snake head, but the snake body was restrained to death. The snake body of Heijia Ka, who was vulnerable to the snake head, was dripping with blood and its scales collapsed.

Xiang Yu's one-man advantage was able to lead the Chu army's small superiority, but he could not turn it into a victory.

As the battle continued, more and more people fell in black armor and red armor. The red armor still had a small advantage, but the balance of victory began to tilt towards the Mo family.

The Mohists did not collapse as their numbers were reduced, but the Chu army was about to collapse.

The eight thousand soldiers who went out to fight were still enthusiastic, but the remaining soldiers of Zhang Chu were timid in fighting. They didn't know what double pupils were, they only saw fewer and fewer people around them, and more and more images of their comrades dying tragically in their minds. .

Xiang Yu noticed it.

At the beginning, his physical strength was endless and he led his men to fight a bloody path.

But even now, he still has endless physical strength, and he still has to lead his men to fight a bloody path.

"These Qin dogs are not afraid of death! They will not be defeated!"

he cursed.

Overlord didn't know exactly how many people he killed, but he estimated the number to be over 30%.

But these Qin troops are as determined as before. They can fall to the ground and die, but they will never retreat. And the most important thing is that no matter how big the impact he causes, these Qin troops will return to their formation. Damn it!

Overlord's four pupils moved and locked on Han Xin.

Kill this man, and no matter how strong the Qin army's fighting will is, they will be dispersed by him.

He had long known that the person commanding was Han Xin, but he also knew that Han Xin must be surrounded by heavy protection.

He was charging so fast that the Mohist masters couldn't keep up and could avoid it. If he goes to Han Xin, he must face the masters of the Mo family.

Without him as the overlord, how can the red armor compete with the black armor?

Can the Chu army hold on before he kills Han Xin?

He was faced with a difficult decision.

Han Xin caught Xiang Yu's gaze, smiled provocatively, and drew his left hand under his neck, making a motion of slitting his throat.

The palm of his right hand touched the hard object in the lapel through his clothes. There was the killing weapon His Majesty gave him, called a pistol.

He tried it, and it was powerful.

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