I don't know where the tent was blown away by the wind, only the empty bracket stood on the scorched earth ... There was a big flag on the ground next to it, and the broken word "Chu" shook in the wind. ...
Blood dyed the river red, rolling and desolate. The young general stood by the river ... His eyes were cold ... The pale blue cloak was like a flag, his right hand was holding his beloved pin, and his left hand was clutching the Tian Zi sword hanging around his waist ... In front of him was a ship swaying from side to side on the turbulent river ... Behind him was a battlefield full of corpses ... All his brothers died in this land filled with smoke.
He, Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, failed and was defeated by Liu Bang. ...
The tall figure stood under the moon ... The original light blue shirt was dyed into the white of the moon, and there was a scene in front of him that deeply hurt him ... A weak woman ... mumbled quietly like crying with a jet flute ... The night wind blew her group ... and sang like a hidden jiaozi ... suddenly. ......
It is difficult to pull out the mountain, but you will not die when it is unfavorable. What can I do without dying? What can I do if I am worried? The piercing sound echoed on the river, breaking the silence of the night ... breaking the cold moon in the water. ...
On the other side of the river, drums and trumpets sounded ... hidden dangers ... followed by the sound of killing ... and cold fog immediately rose on the river. ......
Blood blurs the face of love ... two heroic tears gush from the corner of my eye. ...
In an instant, everything was silent ... The king of Chu was independent of the river ... If his face was as cold as ice ... It was a good ending to be with Liu Bang ... But Liu Bang tore up their agreement for his own selfish desires ... and crossed the boundary between Chu and Jianghan. ...
On the banks of the Wujiang River, surrounded on all sides, in front of a canoe ... between life and death ... King Chu chose the gentleman's sword ... The gentleman's sword that killed countless monarchs once again realized his curse ... How could that canoe carry so many troubles and worries in his heart ... The river was wrapped in red tide and rushed to the distance. ...
A black coat ... a black gentleman's sword ... a sturdy black coat ... a head of black hair ... full of blood ... this was left to us by the once all-powerful overlord of the place of West Chu on the banks of the Wujiang River, and his name will be engraved in the hearts of thousands of people in Qian Qian, Qian Qian. ...
There is no doubt that Xiang Yu is a hero ... a hero who loves and hates. ...