The first time in history

Xiang Yu, seeing Yu Ji being surrounded from afar, was filled with anger. He roared and led 28 riders to attack the Han army like a whirlwind. Xiang Yu's eyes were red and full of murderous intent. He wanted to carve out a bloody path for Yu Ji.

Xiang Yu's anger was like a violent storm. He waved his spear and the Han army fell wherever he went. His momentum was like the coming of a god of war, which frightened the Han army.

As Yu Ji watched Xiang Yu coming to kill her, a warm feeling surged in her heart. She knew that Xiang Yu would definitely come to save her. Her anger also reached its peak at this moment. She waved her sword and, together with Xiang Yu, launched a fierce counterattack against the Han army.

The Han army was stunned by the god-like Xiang Yu. Even though the Han generals whipped them and drove them forward to besiege, the frightened Han soldiers still retreated in all directions like a tide.

Finally, Xiang Yu and Yu Ji broke through the encirclement of the Han army and led 28 riders to continue fleeing to the southeast.

The Battle of Dongcheng has become an eternal legend in history. Xiang Yu's bravery, Yu Ji's heroic spirit, the 28 riders' bravery in killing the enemy, and the Han army's meanness are all deeply imprinted in people's hearts.

This battle not only showed the bravery and fearlessness of Xiang Yu, Yu Ji and his soldiers, but also their loyalty and faith. They wrote a magnificent heroic hymn with their lives.

On the bank of the Wu River, the water was roaring and the wind was howling. Xiang Yu, Yu Ji and twenty-eight riders, stood at the end of this vast land. The former King of Western Chu was now in a desperate situation.

Xiang Yu was wearing tattered armor, holding a long sword, his eyes revealed endless fatigue and vicissitudes. His gaze passed over the rolling river, as if he saw his former glory.

At that time, he led a huge army and was invincible. His fame spread all over the world, and the enemy was terrified. He was a hero of that era and a hegemon admired by everyone.

However, now, he only had the twenty-eight riders and Yu Ji by his side. His former glory disappeared without a trace like a passing cloud. His heart was filled with regret and resentment. He hated his own self-willedness, his wrong decisions, and how he ended up in this situation.

Yu Ji stood quietly beside Xiang Yu, her eyes full of tenderness and determination. She knew that no matter what the outcome was, she would stay by Xiang Yu's side.

She was his lover and his last spiritual support. She gently held Xiang Yu's hand, giving him strength and courage.

The twenty-eight riders closely surrounded Xiang Yu, their faces full of determination and loyalty. They followed Xiang Yu in his battles, through life and death. They never thought of betrayal, and even at this last moment, they were willing to fight for Xiang Yu to the last moment.

At this time, an old man appeared by the river, rowing a small boat and slowly approaching Xiang Yu. The old man looked at Xiang Yu with admiration and regret in his eyes. He said, "Your Majesty, although the land of Jiangdong is small, you can still be king. Please cross the river quickly to make a comeback."

Xiang Yu was filled with emotion after hearing the old man's words. He looked at the rolling river, then at Yu Ji and the twenty-eight riders beside him.

He knew that if he crossed the river, he might have a chance of survival. But how could he bear to abandon his brothers and loved ones who had followed him for many years? How could he bear to watch his hometown being trampled by the enemy?

Xiang Yu shook his head and said, "I am the Overlord of Western Chu. Although I was defeated today, I will never live in disgrace. I led 8,000 Jiangdong men to the north. Today... I have no face to see the elders of Jiangdong. I can only die to thank the world."

The old man sighed and said, "My king, you are a hero, why are you so stubborn? As long as you are alive, there is hope."

Xiang Yu smiled and said, "My fate has long been determined. I have fought in battles and killed countless people throughout my life. Today's defeat is God's will. I don't want to bring trouble to the people of Jiangdong anymore, so let me end my life here."

After saying this, Xiang Yu turned around and looked at Yu Ji and the twenty-eight riders. His eyes were filled with affection and reluctance. He said, "Yu Ji, my beloved, I have no regrets in being with you in this life. Today, I will go to the underworld with you."

Yu Ji burst into tears. She hugged Xiang Yu tightly and said, "Your Majesty, I am willing to follow you through life and death."

Xiang Yu nodded, then looked at the twenty-eight riders. He said, "Brothers, you have followed me for many years. Today, I cannot let you down any longer. You should cross the river quickly and find a way to survive."

The twenty-eight riders said in unison: "We are willing to live and die with the king, and we will never live in vain."

Xiang Yu was touched. He knew that these brothers were all strong men. He said, "Okay, in that case, let's fight together until the last moment."

At this time, the Han army was approaching like a dark cloud in the distance, and the shouts of killing were getting closer. Xiang Yu held his halberd tightly, and his eyes were burning with unyielding flames. "Today, we will fight the Han army to the death." Everyone shouted in unison: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Xiang Yu suddenly leaped into the Han army. His figure was like a black lightning, shuttling through the Han army, and every move he made could take the lives of several Han soldiers.

Yu Ji followed closely behind, her sword skills were sharp and accurate, helping Xiang Yu to escape. The two of them cooperated well, as if they were an indelible line of defense, making it difficult for the Han army to break through.

Under the heroic charge of Xiang Yu and Yu Ji, the morale of the Chu army was greatly boosted, and they launched a counterattack. They seemed to be infected by the bravery of Xiang Yu and Yu Ji, forgetting the pain and fatigue, and only knew how to fight hard.

On the battlefield, the two sides were engaged in a desperate fight. Xiang Yu and Yu Ji kept shuttling back and forth on the battlefield, and every move they made was full of strength and determination. Although the Han army was large in number, it gradually fell into trouble under the heroic charge of Xiang Yu and Yu Ji.

At this moment, a strange flute sound suddenly rang out. The sound was melodious and mysterious, as if it carried some kind of magic, shocking everyone on the battlefield.

Xiang Yu and Yu Ji also stopped fighting and looked in the direction of the flute sound. They saw an old man in white slowly approaching, holding a flute in his hand, with a kind and mysterious face.

"Who are you?" Xiang Yu asked in a deep voice, with vigilance flashing in his eyes.

The old man smiled and said, "I am a hermit living in the mountains. I heard that Overlord and Yu Ji were so brave, so I came to help them."

Xiang Yu raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and an inexplicable premonition surged in his heart. He looked at Yu Ji, and saw that Yu Ji also nodded, as if she had an inexplicable trust in the old man.

"Okay! Then you can lend us a helping hand!" Xiang Yu roared loudly, his voice full of determination and fighting spirit.

With the old man's participation, the morale of the Chu army was even higher. They seemed to be blessed by some mysterious power, and their fighting power was greatly increased. Although the Han army was large in number, they gradually retreated under the fierce attack of the Chu army.