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Chapter 170: The love story of Overlord and Concubine Yu will be passed down forever

Yu Ji saw it with her own eyes and felt pain in her heart. She knew that Xiang Yu could not hold on for much longer. So, she hugged Xiang Yu tightly and said in a choked voice: "My king, you go, I will stay behind to cover you..."

Xiang Yu felt a pain in his heart when he heard this. He knew that Yu Ji was making the final sacrifice for him. He looked at Yu Ji, his eyes flashing with endless tenderness and reluctance: "Yu Ji, I want to live and die with you..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of hurried horse hooves. Liu Bang led a team of elite cavalrymen and rushed over, their eyes flashing with greed and murderous intent.

Xiang Yu knew that this moment had finally come. He took a deep breath, looked at Yu Ji and the old man, and said in a low and firm voice: "You go, I, Xiang Yu, swear to fight the Han army to the death!"

After saying this, Xiang Yu took the lead and rushed towards Liu Bang's cavalry. His figure on the battlefield was like a black lightning, vowing to make a final break with Liu Bang...

However, at this critical moment, a strange light suddenly descended from the sky, covering the figures of Xiang Yu and Liu Bang. After the light dissipated, Xiang Yu and Liu Bang fell to the ground, motionless...

Seeing this, Yu Ji and the old man rushed over. They saw that Xiang Yu and Liu Bang had closed their eyes, as if they had lost their vital signs.

Xiang Yu fell on the bank of the Wujiang River, his body covered in blood, his battle robe torn, but his eyes remained firm and unyielding. All around him, the noise of the Han army gradually faded away, leaving only Yu Ji and the old man waiting by his side.

The old man looked at Xiang Yu, his eyes full of regret and admiration: "My king, can you still hold on?"

Xiang Yu smiled slightly, and that smile contained endless desolation and heroism: "I, Xiang Yu, have fought on the battlefield all my life and never retreated. But now I am seriously injured and surrounded by the Han army. I am afraid it will be difficult for me to return to Jiangdong."

Upon hearing this, Yu Ji burst into tears. She held Xiang Yu's hand tightly and said in a choked voice: "My king, I, Yu Ji, am willing to live and die with you. I will never live alone!"

Xiang Yu looked at Yu Ji affectionately, with an indescribable grief in his heart: "Yu Ji, you are the love of my life, how can I bear to see you die with me? You should live well and take care of the people of Jiangdong for me."

After saying this, Xiang Yu struggled to stand up and looked at a small boat not far away. On the boat, a boatman was waiting anxiously. Xiang Yu knew that was his last way to escape.

He turned to look at Yu Ji, and said in a low but firm voice: "Yu Ji, follow the boatman and go back to Jiangdong. There is still hope for us there."

Yu Ji shook her head, tears rolling down her cheeks like beads from a broken string: "My lord, I, Yu Ji, will follow you till death, and will never live alone!"

Xiang Yu felt a pain in his heart, but he knew that he could not hesitate any longer. He pushed Yu Ji hard and pushed her towards the boatman: "Quick! Take Yu Ji away!"

Seeing this, the boatman hurriedly took Yu Ji's hand and helped her onto the boat. Yu Ji looked back at Xiang Yu, her eyes full of determination and reluctance: "My king, take care!"

Xiang Yu nodded, his heart was filled with grief and helplessness, but he knew that he had to leave a glimmer of hope for Yu Ji and the people of Jiangdong.

At this moment, Yu Ji suddenly stood up and danced on the boat. Her dance was graceful and sad, as if she was bidding Xiang Yu a final farewell.

As she danced, she sang the song that belonged to them: "My strength is as great as that of a mountain and my courage is as great as that of the world, but the time is not right and my horse will not move. What can I do if my horse will not move? What can I do, Yu Xi, Yu Xi..."

The song was sad and moving, and Xiang Yu felt an indescribable sorrow in his heart when he heard it. He knew that this was Yu Ji bidding him farewell and making the final sacrifice for him.

After Yu Ji finished dancing, she took a cup of wine from the boat and walked towards Xiang Yu. She looked at Xiang Yu affectionately, her voice choking with sobs: "My king, this cup of wine is for you. I hope you will be a hero again in your next life. I, Yu Ji, will follow you till death!"

After saying that, Yu Ji drank the wine in one gulp, and then handed the wine glass to Xiang Yu. Xiang Yu took the wine glass and drank it in one gulp as well. Their eyes flashed with endless tenderness and reluctance.

Yu Ji suddenly drew the long sword from her waist and placed it across her neck. She looked at Xiang Yu affectionately, with a sad smile on her lips: "Your Majesty, Yu Ji will go first..."

Before she finished her words, Yu Ji had already committed suicide. Her body slowly fell down like a withered petal.

Xiang Yu was heartbroken when he saw this. He jumped onto the boat, hugged Yu Ji tightly, and burst into tears: "Yu Ji! Yu Ji!"

However, Yu Ji had already left him, leaving behind only her cold body and endless sorrow. Xiang Yu knew that he had lost the person he loved most in his life.

He looked up at the sky, with an indescribable feeling of desolation and heroism in his heart: "It is not the fault of war that I was killed by God! I, Xiang Yu, cannot face the elders of Jiangdong. I will die today to pay my sins!"

After saying this, Xiang Yu jumped back to the shore, pulled the black horse onto the boat, and slowly placed the terrifying Overlord Spear on the boat.

"Brother, please send the horse and gun that I love most in my life, and... the woman who loves me the most, to Jiangdong." Xiang Yu knelt down slowly, "I give this gun and horse to you, but I beg you to... bury my woman!"

"Your Majesty!" the boatman shouted, "Please come aboard, Your Majesty, please come aboard."

Xiang Yu shook his head slowly, "Brother, go quickly."

He turned around resolutely and stepped onto the bank. Above the wilderness, the setting sun was like blood. Xiang Yu was alone, holding a long sword, standing proudly. His eyes were like torches, burning with an unyielding flame, as if they could penetrate the sky that was about to fall.

All around, the Han army surged in like a tide, and the shouts of killing shook the earth. They knew that the man in front of them was the King of Western Chu who had once terrified them, but at this moment, they firmly believed that victory was in sight.

Xiang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold smile appeared on his lips. He stamped his feet fiercely, and rushed into the enemy camp like an angry lion. The long sword was swung, and the cold light flashed. Wherever it went, blood splattered. Han soldiers fell one after another, but more people rushed forward.

Xiang Yu's body was gradually covered with wounds, and blood stained his armor. But he felt no pain at all, and there was only endless grief and determination in his heart. He seemed to have returned to the battlefield, leading thousands of troops, charging into battle, and being invincible.

But now, he was alone, facing the fierce Han army. But he would never give in, never retreat. He wanted to write the final glory with his own life.

As the battle became more intense, Xiang Yu's physical strength gradually declined, but his fighting spirit never weakened. He swung his sword again and again, roaring again and again, as if he wanted to shatter the world.

At this moment, an arrow flew and hit Xiang Yu's shoulder. He swayed slightly, but immediately stood firm. He pulled out the arrow with his hand and threw it on the ground, his eyes full of contempt.

The Han army was frightened by his momentum and did not dare to move forward for a while. But a moment later, they launched another attack at the urging of their generals.

Xiang Yu knew that his time was running out. He looked up to the sky and laughed, his laughter full of tragedy and heroism. "I, Xiang Yu, have been an invincible hero all my life. Even if I die today, I have no regrets!"

After that, he rushed into the enemy camp again and launched a final frenzied attack...

Xiang Yu leaned on his sword with both hands and looked at the Han army in front of him coldly. No one dared to approach him, because Xiang Yu was like a lion surrounded by wolves, knowing that he was exhausted, but no one dared to move.

King Xiang saw Lü Matong, the cavalry commander of the Han army, and said, "Isn't he my old friend?" Lü Matong then confronted King Xiang, and pointed out Xiang Yu to Wang Yi, saying, "This is King Xiang."

Xiang Yu laughed and said, "I heard that whoever gets my head will be rewarded with ten thousand gold coins and ten thousand households. Now I will give this head... to my old friend!" After saying that, Xiang Yu turned around, looked at the boat that had reached the other side, and then committed suicide.

After Xiang Yu's death, the Han army frantically scrambled for his body, to the point that they started fighting among themselves, and dozens of people died.

The five people who finally grabbed different parts of Xiang Yu's body were: the doctor Wang Yi, who cut off Xiang Yu's head; the doctor Yang Xi, who got Xiang Yu's left leg; the doctor Yang Wu, who got Xiang Yu's right foot; the doctor Lu Sheng, who cut off Xiang Yu's left arm; and the cavalry Sima Lu Matong, who was a little slow, only grabbed some bits and pieces of Xiang Yu's flesh and bones.

Liu Bang also fulfilled his promise and divided the fiefdoms among these five people. Wang Yi was given the title of Marquis of Duyan, with 1700 households; Yang Xi was given the title of Marquis of Chiquan, with 1900 households; Yang Wu was given the title of Marquis of Wufang, with 700 households; Lü Sheng was given the title of Marquis of Nieyang; and Lü Matong was given the title of Marquis of Zhongshui.

Xiang Yu fell on the bank of the Wujiang River. His love with Yu Ji and their bravery will be praised forever by future generations...