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chapter six, mourning

"Bastard! You group of pig beasts dare to attack the heroic and great wolf cavalry! You are so brave! Hum! You are waiting. If my wolf clan learns this news, he will use the power of the whole clan to flatten your weak human clan! Ah!!!"

The remaining four wolf cavalry quickly calmed down. Each raised his scimitar and slashed in the direction of the weapon's attack. At this moment, they already knew that they were surrounded and attacked by the human race that they looked down upon the most. And, based on experience, these human races should be less than twenty. If they rode the green wolf intact, they would not be taken seriously by them at all. However, they were too careless, and even rabbits had red eyes to bite people, let alone human race! At this time, the four wolf cavalry knew that they would die, so they ignored them and attacked bravely, showing their fierce and bloody nature.

"You are a warrior, but you can't find a warrior, and beasts should be punished!" Seeing the four blind wolf cavalry still having a strong and bravery, Xiang Yu's eyes unconsciously showed a kind of praise, but a more vigorous anger rose.

"However, in order to raise green wolf, your wolf clan dared to possess strong force and slaughtered more than 100 people in my tribe! More than 100 lives and more than 100 relatives were silent in less than a day! More than 100 creatures and more than 100 souls, your sins are hard to clean even if you behead your head and cut your heart! Ah! Look at the knife!!!"

Xiang Yu raised his sword and fell. How could the four blind wolf cavalry resist? So, four blood columns rushed up, and four hideous werewolf heads rolled out on the snow like balls, and then stopped after turning a few rounds.

Xiang Yu threw the embroidered slaughter on the ground, making a "clang" trembling sound. Xiang Yu took firm steps and picked up the five werewolf's heads, weaved them with their hair. Then he carried the werewolf's heads and came to the human carvings, and found the one that belonged to his mother. With a loud bang, he knelt down. The ice slag on the ground had already been frozen hard. When Xiang Yu knelt down, the ice slag pierced into his skin like a sharp knife and the blood flowed out, dyeing the land under his feet red, but Xiang Yu was as unconscious as if he had not realized it, and bowed deeply.

"Mom, look, I hit the snow fox. Look, Ye'er shot the snow fox in the eye with an arrow. The snow fox didn't receive any damage. You can make a eddy coat for your mother." After a long time, Xiang Yu raised his head and took out the snow fox he hit like a treasure, but his mother could no longer see it.

"Mom, do you know? Grandpa admitted his mistake to me."

"Really? Of course it's true. Why would I lie to you, right?"

"Mom, grandpa admitted his mistake to me, and I forgave him. I also called him grandpa. Really, it's sincere."

"Mom, do you know? The ten years I have lived with you are the happiest days for me. Even if I eat bran, I am very happy!"

"But, if a child is unfilial, he should not leave you. If a child does not leave you, how could he harm you?"

"Mom, the child is unfilial! The child is unfilial!"

"You are unfilial!" Xiang Yu kowtowed and his forehead was broken, but he didn't know it at all, and he knocked again and again.

In his previous life, he was the overlord who has overwhelmed the world and a brave man who has been passed down for thousands of years. But who knows the warmth deep in his heart!

He also cried at Chu Ge at Gaixia, but pretended to be angry and did not know that he arrested Liu's father. He wanted to cook food, but because of Liu Bang's words, my father was your father, he let him go and went north of Wujiang. He should not have been dragged down by the woman, but because he could not abandon the little cinnabar, he led Yu Ji to break through, and eventually failed to escape...

The heroic soul is there on the north bank of Wujiang River, don’t say that the overlord is ruthless.

Is it Liu Bang the person who is affectionate and righteous? Haha, this is the biggest joke in the world! Who killed Han Xin, who caused the siege of Gaixia? Liu Bang! Who did Liu's father die at the hands of Liu Bang? It was Liu Bang! Why did Zhang Liang leave with his seal? It was because he was afraid that Liu Bang's butcher's knife would fall on his head one day! Fan Kuai, who saved Liu Bang from a dangerous place of death many times, was actually ordered to be removed by him!

At the critical moment, Liu Bang kicked off his wife and father and fled alone! However, Xiang Yu had no face to meet the elders of Jiangdong and sweared to death, and the Wujiang River was stained with blood!

Speaking of love, how can Liu Bang, who is insidious and insidious, has a dark face and a dark heart, compare with Xiang Yu?

"Ah!!!" Xiang Yu leaned down with his hands and cried out loudly. Tears mixed with blood filled his firm face. Suddenly, his body shook suddenly, his body tilted, fell to the ground, and fell into a coma.

You know, Xiang Yu is only ten years old this year, ten years old! Ten-year-old Xiang Yu lost his close relative again, and even experienced continuous battles. He killed eight wolf cavalry with his ten-year-old body! How domineering this! However, he is only ten years old now. Under this heavy blow, he could no longer hold on and fainted.

"Quick! Help Ye'er up! Hurry! You can't let Bingxue touch him anymore, otherwise the disease will be ruined!" The four hunters raised Xiang Yu with all their hands, and the other thirteen people went to the tribe to find out if there was still a complete mattress and let Xiang Yu sleep for a while. Now, there was a kind of admiration in their eyes when they looked at Xiang Yu, because they didn't think that the wolf cavalry, who was usually arrogant, was so easy to kill by them. Until now, they walked a little lightly, but their eyes were more pity...

A bitter baby, who is only ten years old this year, lost his mother, grandpa, and lost his due innocence...

"Oh, this kid, sorry..."

With a long sigh, the sadness came from it. After the seventeen hunters settled Xiang Yu, they came to the pillars together, raised the scimitar that they picked up from the wolf cavalry, cut off the icicles, and burned some warm water in the still-burning bonfire. They slowly poured the warm water into the big hole in their chest, and did not dare to use hot water because they were afraid of burning the skin of those deceased relatives...

It took a long time, until the sky became dark and brighter again, they took the corpses of more than one hundred relatives out of the icicles. However, no matter how they searched, the heads of these relatives disappeared. There was no way, so they had to dig a big pit, buried everyone together, and placed some meat that they never wanted to eat as sacrifices and placed them in front of the grave.

When the sun was three o'clock, Xiang Yu woke up quietly. As soon as he opened his eyes, Xiang Yu jumped out of the bed, like the wind and fire, heading straight to the entrance of the valley, and a pile of graves had been erected there, and all his relatives had been buried in peace.

Xiang Yu knelt down in front of the grave, kowtowed three times, and then stood up resolutely. At this time, a hunter brought a bowl of hot water and handed it to him. Xiang Yu took it, poured half of the bowl into front of the grave, and drank half of it in one go. Then, he threw the bowl hard on the ground. With a "bang!", the bowl had turned into pieces. The hunter opened his mouth to say something, but finally he held it back and didn't speak.

"Uncles and uncles, it's time for us to leave." Xiang Yu looked heavy and turned around to walk to the fire, saying to the only seventeen hunters left, "No matter how proud and arrogant they are, the cavalry in the team will send a ranger to search. So, in my opinion, the wolf cavalry brigade should be coming soon. If we don't leave, we really can't leave."

"Where can we go? This is our home, but now the home is gone, where can we go?" An older hunter said with a sob face. Life is sad, nothing more than losing his son when he is old, and his wife and son are gone...

“Yes, where are we going?”

"Do you still need to ask? Of course I heard from Ye'er. Ye'er, do you think so?"

"Okay! Ye'er, just listen to you! We will go wherever you say, and we will follow you!"

"Yes, yes, Ye'er, we guys are all following you. You can go wherever you say you want!"

"Yes! The family is gone, but there is only a cheap life left. Ye'er, I'll decide you!"

"Yes! Yes!"

"well!"

Seventeen hunters expressed their thoughts in a trance and were about to walk along with Xiang Yu. Xiang Yu couldn't help but feel a little moved. Looking around, his heart that was already cold and broken was a little warm and throbbing. Looking at the seventeen hunters in front of him, Xiang Yu's spirit was a little dazed, as if he had returned to that previous life, on the south bank of the Wujiang River, the scene where eight thousand soldiers swear to send troops to the death. Those familiar faces seemed to be in front of him, and those familiar backs seemed to be right beside him.

Eight thousand sons and eight thousand Han, eight thousand heroes are by their side, eight thousand miles from north to south, and 8 thousand miles from ancient times to present and 8 thousand years!

Xiang Yu seemed to have returned to the past, the high-spirited man, the high-rise spear, the splashed blood, and the loyalty to death... but in the end, he was only left...

"No! I must never let the tragedy happen again! I will lead them and my tribe members, in this wild land, in this world of beasts where the world is unbalanced and the world is reversed, and the sky is broken for our human race!!!" Xiang Yu roared in his heart! His thoughts are unprecedentedly firm!
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