Chapter 223 The Battle of Doomsday

The sun shines through Xiang Yu's burly body and makes people unable to open their eyes.

Chen Ping, who was not accepted for advice, lowered his head and did not speak anymore. He just obediently followed the team of counselors and silently endured the rolling eyes and ridicule of his colleagues.

A strategist who is scolded by his lord has no future, even if you claim to be talented, and such a person has no status among his colleagues.

At present, this is the situation of Chen Ping, a Yangwuren.

Because of Fu Ge's sudden appearance, Chen Ping, who was supposed to meet Liu Bang for a long time, was still a frustrated strategist under Xiang Yu's tent. He had made several suggestions, and each time was the same as today.

To be honest, Chen Ping's plan is quite exquisite. If Xiang Yu adopted it, it would be able to completely eliminate Zhang Han without any effort. The reason why Liu Bang could easily take Yecheng a few days ago was to rely on the strategy of winning over and bribing Zhang Han's soldiers. Unfortunately, Chen Ping's plan did not appeal to Xiang Yu. This extremely brave overlord believed in the joy of fighting wits and courage on the battlefield, rather than conspiracy.

"Xiang Yu is the leader of the princes. The King of Chu is actually just a reckless warrior. Such a person will be replaced sooner or later. I should find a way out for myself as soon as possible!" Xiang Yu, who was excited about defeating Zhang Han's rebels, did not know that behind him, there was a person planning for betrayal, and the harm of this person was much more serious than Zhang Han's entire army.

Xiang Yu looked down on Chen Ping, which does not mean that others think so. At least in Fu Ge's eyes, a person like Chen Ping, who has outstanding talents but is capricious, must win over his command.

Therefore, just when Chen Ping thought that he should go to Wancheng, Han King Liu Bang, or Fu Ge, from Guanzhong, the arrival of a man made him more confident in betraying Xiang Yu.

This person is his old friend Wei Wuzhi. Wei Wuzhi was an inconspicuous marching Sima under Liu Bang, but during the battle of Dingjunshan, Wei Wuzhi became a prisoner of the Qin army.

An unknown prisoner lived a monotonous and boring life in the Chu prison camp, and of course he could not enjoy the same special treatment as Zhang Liang. For Liu Bang, it was not important whether Wei Wuzhi was dead or alive. A small Sima was not worth his efforts to ask Fu Ge for it.

So, when Wei Wuzhi, who was confused, was secretly taken to Fu Ge's study by the personal guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he wished he could kneel down to Zhang Liang who recommended him with gratitude and tears. He stood up. The days of suffering finally came to an end. No matter what the Qin people asked me to do, he agreed without hesitation.

"Let's lobby Chen Ping, please put it on me, Wei Wuzhi!" Wei Wuzhi responded repeatedly, for fear that he would be sent back to the prisoner's camp if he heard the wrong words.

"Wei Wuzhi, you said this to Chen Ping this time. If he wants to be promoted and become a marquis and prime minister, he will surrender to Qin as soon as possible. If it is too late, there will be no chance."

Looking at Wei Wuzhi's face that longed for wealth and glory, Fu Ge said word by word, and at the same time, he ordered his personal soldiers to open a green sprout on the table, which was full of treasures given to Wei Wuzhi.

"This is just a part of the deposit. If you do this, you will get a fief. How about it? Do it well!" In fact, Wei Wuzhi could not hear the following words. He was already moved by him and didn't need so much temptation at all.

"Tell me, what does Fu Xiang want me to do?" Seeing Wei Wuzhi suddenly coming, Chen Ping, who was in tune with him, suddenly guessed his purpose.

First, let’s give in falsely, and then happily express your acceptance. This is not Chen Ping’s style. Since he has long wanted to abandon Xiang Yu and not plan for him, he must seize every opportunity.

"Trying to separate Xiang Yu and Fan Zeng and create a gap between them, it is best to make Xiang Yu lose trust in Fan Zeng. This is the task assigned by Xiang Xiang and Zhang Junshi when they are coming."

Wei Wuzhi, who looked happy, quickly confiscated his plan with Pan and persuaded Chen Ping so easily. It was so relaxed. Thinking about the rewards he received after he went back, Wei Wuzhi's chin was about to fall off.

"What's the difficulty? Go back and tell Prime Minister Fu first, and I, Chen Ping, promised to let Fan Zeng go back to his hometown in his hometown within three months!" Chen Ping snorted coldly, and a sense of revenge suddenly arose in his heart.

"Xiang Yu, it's fine if you don't use my plan, but you're even humiliating me. Then, you just wait and suffer!" Chen Ping thought to himself.

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June 29, the third year of Xinyuan, Daqin.

Three miles outside Yangxia City, dense forests.

The remnants of Zhang Han's army were caught up by Ying Bu and Zhonglimei's pursuers and surrounded them. As a result, a melee that had already been doomed as a result began.

In desperation, Zhang Han had to order to rely on Lin Mu's protection. Sima Xin, Dong Yi and Zhang Ping each led more than 1,000 soldiers to guard the three sides, while he himself led the remaining more than 1,000 personal guards to the center to support him.

Fighting such a desperate battle that only increases consumption is quite unworthy for Zhang Han, who has become a remnant soldier, but he has no choice.

"Brother, what should I do? There are thieves on all sides of Chu, so we can't escape!" Soon, Zhang Ping was covered in blood and ran back with a broken sword in his face. He cried to Zhang Han.

"Where is your army? Where are your thousand men??" Zhang Han stared at his blood-red eyes and shouted sternly. He had nothing to say to this incompetent brother. He could lead troops to mediocre, but his ability to report was first-class. Thinking about it, if he hadn't believed him, his relationship with Fu Ge might not have been so stale.

Now let’s look at it. People are in Guanzhong and are so glorious, but they are driven here like a wrecked wild dog. Why is this world so unfair?

"Brother, all of them have run away. Those rioters who are traitors have mutinized this morning, and I am the only one left now." Zhang Ping, the frustrated, said in a crying voice.

"You——, then do you still have the face to come back?" Zhang Han was so angry that his beard trembled. He pointed at Zhang Ping repeatedly and rushed to the throne.

"Brother, this is no wonder I am. You should think of a way to resist the attack of the Chu army. The murderer Wang Yingbu is coming soon." Zhang Ping was so frightened that he quickly moved Yingbu out.

It was also Zhang Ping's luck. Before he could finish his words, the Chu army's thunder-like cry came from afar. As expected, the Chu army was massacring captured enemy soldiers.

"Send the order, let General Sima and General Dong lead his troops to move closer to me! The entire army retreated into the dense forest to defend." Zhang Han stomped his feet hard, and the defense line was on the verge of collapse because of the looseness of Zhang Ping. Although retreating into the dense forest was considered a Jedi, he had no other way.

The fact is obvious, but there is no chance to break through, and all that is left is to fight to the death. Zhang Han, who is in a desperate situation, was suddenly inspired by the fierceness of the Qin people. He has decided to fight the last battle of his life here.

As a general of Qin, a commander who once commanded thousands of troops, he had glorious times, made many mistakes, and had cowards of humiliating surrender. Now, here he chose to fight as glorious as a real soldier!

"Brother, please order surrender quickly! There are too many thieves in Chu, and we can't kill all of our troops." Hearing this order, Zhang Ping's face turned like a dirt, and he almost lost the strength to lift the sword.

"You, go to die!" Zhang Han, who could not bear it, roared angrily and pierced Zhang Ping's throat with a sword.

Zhang Ping widened his eyes like a dead fish, trembling hands, and hedged and spit out a few words in his throat: "Brother, you - kill me!" Before he could finish speaking, the body that had lost its vitality fell down softly and spread into a pile of mud.

"If you pass the order, any other evil words will confuse the public and disrupt the morale of the army will be killed without mercy!" Zhang Han's face twitched for a moment, and then he gave a cold order.

He always cared for Zhang Ping, his younger brother, but he didn't want to harm him instead.

"General, our army is no longer supported, what should we do?" Sima Xin rode a thin war horse and struggled to bring the remaining army with only a few hundred people left to Zhang Han.

In the blocking battle just now, Chu general Zhonglimei's army continued to attack Sima Xin's right-wing position defended. This kind of defensive tactic was really terrible. For the weak side, it was a disaster of destruction. After finally supporting Zhang Han's order, Sima Xin rushed over.

"What should I do? Stay true to the end! Until the Chu people cut off our heads!" Zhang Han's voice was sad, and he was so depressed that he had no resentment in his heart, but only the courage to die in one battle.

Jungle.

Zhang Han's last battle began and ended in this nameless place.

Just after Chen Shi, the Chu army had already snatched in through the open space, and dense crowds filled the entire dense forest. The troops behind them also quickly converged, forming a clamping force.

"Come on!" Zhang Han suddenly raised the sword in his hand and then swung it down from the air.

"All the soldiers, weave through the enemy's formation!"

After this order, Zhang Han took the lead in fighting. At this time, there were more than 2,000 people in the Zhang Han army gathered together. They were like a small boat in the ocean, which could be swallowed up by shocking waves at any time.
Chapter completed!