Xiang Yu was very obedient and raised his hands high.

My stomach is not hungry and my heart is not panicked.

I have a lot of strength in my body, and I surrender briefly just to avoid being beaten, and not to be beaten is so that I can beat others better.

Although Xiang Yu did not face many direct battles with the Han army.

But he also saw the bow and arrow held high behind him. If he didn't obediently raise his hand at this time, he would have to wait to eat the arrow.

So, what the hell is he doing?

'Bang...bang...bang...'

Three shields hit Xiang Yu's body hard, and the three of them pushed him firmly in the center. The spear was less than half a meter behind them. As long as Xiang Yu made any move, they could immediately stab his head with the spear.

The euphorbia was also on the other side, hanging directly on Xiang Yu's wrist, limiting his space and opportunities to the greatest extent.

The two men began to touch around Xiang Yu's body through the small gaps, checking whether there were weapons or the like.

However, soon, someone touched the scabbard on Xiang Yu's waist.

"This is……"

The soldier who touched the scabbard looked up at Xiang Yu, but he hadn't finished his sentence yet.

Xiang Yu suddenly laughed, and with a twist of his hands like a magic trick, he broke free from the shackles of the euphorbia.

Almost instantly, two hands were placed on the side of a shield soldier, and with a strong force, the two men's heads instantly made a violent collision sound.

It can even be seen with the naked eye that the place where the two collided has collapsed.

Although there was no blood on the outside, the two shield soldiers subconsciously slumped down.

Before the other shield soldier could react, Xiang Yu took half a step forward, and then slammed his whole body into the shield.

The third shield soldier was not thin, but he was still a full circle smaller than Xiang Yu, and could not withstand Xiang Yu's blow.

The whole person retreated uncontrollably, but still could not offset the thrust from the shield. The whole person instantly fell to the ground on all fours.

But even so, his end was much better than those two colleagues.

At this time, other soldiers who were on guard finally reacted.

It's not that they were slow to react, but the whole process took less than three seconds, almost in the blink of an eye.

Xiang Yu took advantage of the situation and pulled out the short blade from his waist, and slashed it towards the neck of the Han soldier who was drawing his sword and found his dagger.

The commanding commander was shocked, and his mind went blank for a moment.

But it was only for a moment. After all, the continuing education work of the Han army officers was not in vain.

"Back off, bows and arrows!" The time was tight and the task was heavy. There was no more time to make more detailed arrangements for him, so I could only use this short command to make arrangements.

However, since Xiang Yu came to him on his own initiative, how could he make it so easy for them?

How can someone running backwards run faster than someone running forwards?

Taking advantage of the situation, he bent down and picked up the dagger of the previous soldier. With one short blade in one hand and one short sword in the other, he pounced towards the opponent like a tiger.

At this moment, the Han soldiers were slightly confused.

Strictly speaking, these people are not elites.

The real elites are all in the main force, and those who remain can only be regarded as those with certain experience, adding some new recruits.

Xiang Yu dodged left and blocked, and when he saw the opportunity, he struck at the Han army on the opposite side.

From time to time, Han soldiers would be injured and fall to the ground, and the blood from the wounds would soon stain the ground red.

And Xiang Yu is not much better than them.

No matter how skilled he is, he is still facing a group of people.

Although short weapons have advantages in close combat, they are also short-handed.

There are ten troops in a village and twenty long weapons.

Xiang Yu can block two or three shots and dodge seven or eight shots, but what about the remaining shots?

Even if Xiang Yu tried his best to avoid it, he would not let the opponent hurt his vital parts.

But at this time, Xiang Yu's body was already a bright red.

The kind of two-part plot in the movie where a person is held up by a ring of long weapons, thrown up, and then continues to be thrown, and then is killed by the opponent, is absolutely impossible to appear here.

And this kind of situation is unlikely to happen on the battlefield. It is not said that every shot fired hits the vital point, but at least they are also aiming at your body.

Even if there is a stroke master, it is because the enemy suddenly dodges and misses himself.

But again, what about twenty long weapons, how many can you dodge?

No matter how good your skills are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives!

Two fists are no match for four hands. These words are not just words.

At the moment when the sneak attack just started, Xiang Yu took some advantage.

With the command of the commander, the advantage gradually returned to the Han army. After all, there were many people and they were powerful.

When he found that he could not retreat far enough to release his bow and arrow, the commander ordered a close combat.

Facing Xiang Yu's melee combat, it was mainly the task of the pikemen and halberdiers, and the dagger soldiers could only use a sword in the back at most.

In just a few breaths, seven or eight of the besieging Han soldiers fell.

Xiang Yu was also covered in blood. There were even three or four wounds on his body that were bleeding out, and there were even more superficial wounds.

However, Xiang Yu still persisted.

But sometimes, some persistence is useless.

Strength will be lost with the loss of blood. The greater the movement, the more blood will be lost.

Xiang Yu had begun to breathe heavily and felt that his arms seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.

Each time it takes more strength to lift.

But now, it is already difficult for Xiang Yu to kill the enemy as he did just now.

If the body loses 30% of the blood, it will cause shock. If the 30% is expressed in data, it means that if the artery ruptures, the person will definitely go into shock within two minutes at most.

At this moment, Xiang Yu had at least twenty wounds on his skin, not to mention forty or fifty.

For two thick holes, there are four.

Two of them are still spitting out a lot of blood.

It has been almost forty seconds since these four cave entrances appeared, not to mention a minute.

Xiang Yu's ability to persist until now without falling into coma is enough to prove how firm his willpower is.

However, humans are destined to be unable to escape physiological mechanisms.

Xiang Yu shook his head gently. From the outside, it looked like he was shaking gently, but in Xiang Yu's mind, he was shaking very much.

There were already double images of the people in front of me, not just one or two, but a blur.

Raise your hand and swing your sword.

Before the sword arrived, the halberd arrived first. The sharp halberd's lower blade came against Xiang Yu's hand. Under the force of the force, it easily cut off his wrist.

The severed hand held the dagger tightly and fell to the ground together.

The dagger soldiers also saw the opportunity and swarmed forward, slashing and stabbing at various parts of Xiang Yu's body crazily.

At this moment, Xiang Yu is like a dancer on the tip of a knife, his skin is broken, and the nervous system affected is controlling him to dance a dance that no one in life wants to dance.
Chapter completed!