In these troubled times, it is inevitable that there will be deserters in various **.

Or being unable to endure hardships, or being dissatisfied with their treatment, or missing their hometown, will prompt them to leave the camp secretly.

The weaker the coach, the more soldiers deserted, and in this precarious and troubled world, the coach's fate is like a must, since no one will bother to find them one by one.

Occasionally someone woke up, only to find that the comrades on the bunk beside him had disappeared and never returned.

Since the Julu of the Chu army gained its prestige and became famous all over the world, it entered the Hangu Pass in the west and was stationed in Xianyang, and the number of deserters decreased day by day.

After all, because Chu State was the most powerful among the vassal states, except for the eight thousand Jiangdong disciples who were loyal to Xiang Yu, the rest of the soldiers charged into battle and risked their lives, not only for the temporary survival, but also for the long-term fame and fortune.

With Xiang Yu's self-proclaimed Overlord and commanding the world to worship him, his prestige among the Chu army also reached its peak.

In the eyes of the generals, the most difficult Julu World War has been fought, and Qiangqin has been wiped out. Anyone who can survive from the east and west will have more or less merits.

They are all at ease and wait for Xiang Yu to reward them for meritorious deeds and resettle them one by one after the division of the feudal vassals.

Even if it is inevitable that there will be uneven rewards and dissatisfaction, if you want to leave, you will not be in a hurry.

——Han Xin didn’t care.

So whether to go or stay, he has been wandering for more than half a year.

It was only in recent months that he really made up his mind.

So last night, he drank a few sips of long-lost wine with his younger brother Lu Xian, whom he had known for less than a month, but it was a pity that he would not be able to chat a few words in the future, and it was convenient for him to be summoned by King Xiang.

After all, Lu Bu was destined to have a bright future, so he didn't need to worry about it.

After parting with Lu Bu, Han Xin drank the rest of the wine, coughed and imitated Lu Bu's actions just now, and tried to go straight down the roof.

However, he is not as strong and dexterous as Lu Bu's skills. Although he has not been injured, he has also ended up in ashes and a little embarrassed.

The empty wine jar in his arms was shattered on the ground because of his carelessness.

Han Xin stared blankly at the broken tiles on the ground, showing a strange look that seemed to be crying and laughing.

Even if it is broken, it is a pity, but the mere tile altar can be replaced by anyone, and it is not very rare at all.

And after it was broken, the residual tile not only ended up worthless, but also became a waste that people think of as a hindrance...

Thinking of this, Han Xin unconsciously gave birth to something that hurt his kind.

Thinking that he lost his father before he could remember, and his mother died early, except for a long sword and the illusory 'Korean grandson', nothing was left for him.

The ragged buildings are not engaged in production. They only wear long swords around their waists and walk in the city, which is not only not tolerated by rangers, but also by ordinary people.

When he was lonely in Huaiyin, he was always hungry and full.

For a meal at the Ting Chang's house, he visited every day, until a certain time he couldn't wait for the meal even when he was hungry, and until he returned with an empty stomach for three whole days, he knew that Mrs. Ting Chang would not let him.

When he raised his sword and threw himself in Chu, he reported himself to the king and grandson of Korea, and he was not believed by the guards. If it wasn't for Zhong Liying treating each other with courtesy, and he was so hungry that day, he couldn't resist the temptation of that meal, and he would have been too embarrassed, so he left.

After serving in the Chu army, he finally stopped suffering from hunger every day and was able to fill his stomach.

He later saw Xiang Liang's arrogant soldiers defeated in the sea of ​​swords and flames, and also went to the incredible Julu battlefield in person.

He was supported by Xiang Yu, and let him serve among the halberds beside him. For this kind of support, he was grateful for this kind of support, and he repeatedly offered advice and courage to convey loyalty to the Chu army.

——However, Xiang Yuce didn’t listen, and he didn’t need to paint.

What made him despair the most was the reason why Xiang Yu didn't listen to him, not because of what he said was wrong, but because he... he didn't have the surname Xiang.

Life is only a hundred years old, he has wasted more than 20 years, and he is still confused and does not know the way forward.

How many more than twenty years does he have to waste?

Han Xin walked back to the barracks while thinking in a daze. Under the indifferent gaze of the other two people in the same tent, he calmly packed his bed.

He carefully hid in his arms the set of military books that he had read so many times and had been rubbed so smoothly, as if it was not just a set of tactics that he had already mastered in his heart, but an ambition that he had suffered many setbacks and had yet to see the light of day.

In addition, he only brought a small amount of salary, a few days' dry food, and clothes that had been washed and whitened and repaired many times.

He didn't touch the good Jun of the Chu army, he only used his feet and the stars in the sky to identify the direction, and he went north without hesitation.

Huaiyin, his hometown, did not make him nostalgic—whether it was the grace of his mother, or the humiliation of the crotch given by Zhen Er, his self-esteem was riddled with holes and full of pain.

Going westward into Shu is a boundary that will fall into the hands of Liu Bang, and he has no intention of going there.

And whether he is going east or south, he needs to lead the way through the heavily guarded Hangu Pass. He is a deserter, and he must not fall into the trap.

Although he didn't know what was waiting for him in the north, it was the only place to go.

Han Xin let out a long sigh, but his steps were extremely firm, and he went north silently.

He seemed to be walking tirelessly, except for occasionally looking up at the stars and recognizing the road ahead in the dark woods, he never stopped for a moment.

There was nothing around except for the chirping of insects and the occasional sound of disturbed birds.

Han Xin walked and walked, but the one who thought about it the most was Lu Xiandi, who had the closest relationship with him in the army.

If he hadn't left, he might have waited until Brother Lu Xian came back, and in the middle of the night, he was woken up by the arms and legs of the extremely domineering opponent who was asleep, and he helplessly covered the thin quilt back for him?

Thinking of this, Han Xin couldn't help showing a faint smile.

He had never seen such a wonderful person who lived as vividly and alive as Lu Bu, who could do whatever he wanted but was likable, and even made him yearn for it.

His virtuous brother looked at him without making a sound, but if he didn't move, he would die. If he moved, he would not be astonishing. He would die endlessly. He was also calm and fearless; there was a plan by a state official, who first assassinated the King of Qin to cause chaos, and then saw Pei Gong fleeing privately, and immediately thought of killing the King of Chu to marry him. Except for the traitor Xiang Bo.

In front of such a brave and resourceful Qi Shi who was a few years younger than him, how could he get the face, and then claim to be underappreciated?

On the other hand, he has grown up for a few years, entered the Chu camp for several years, and is used to seeing the bloody rivers of blood, the shameless Xiang Bo, the outspoken Fan Zeng, and the arrogant and arrogant, but he is used to being raped repeatedly. Xiang Yu, who was fooled and didn't know...

The only thing don't know is that he can still slap his fists in a hearty and incisive manner. As long as the timing is right, the arrogant King of Chu can be smashed to the death, and Liu Bang, who has a sword in his belly, can't explain himself. The unfavorable Xiang Bo's bad deeds were exposed, and there is no day to rise again.

He is not as good as this brother Lu Xian, whom he loves immensely.

And with the shining sun of Brother Lu Xian, who can see the light of dim stars?

After several years of drought, it may be enough to prove that his way out is not in Chu Ying, but don't know where it is.

——After a long period of tempering and Lu Bu's foil, Han Xin unknowingly fell into an unprecedented state of confusion, loss, and depression, and subconsciously escaped.

Although he has been walking towards the north, he has no definite purpose after all.

He walked from the dark to the destiny, and under the blazing sun, he walked for a whole day.

When the night fell again and the morning stars twinkled, Han Xin held the empty water bladder and finally decided to take a break to stop his reluctantly sore legs.

He followed the source of the sound of the water, and before he went far, he saw a wide river lay ahead.

While drawing water, he took a rough wash, and took advantage of the coolness of the river to dispel the suffocating heat. While visually measuring the width and speed of the river, he slowly calculated in his mind how to cross the river for a while.

At this moment, in addition to the sound of the turbulent river water and the sound of insects surrounding him, Han Xin vaguely seemed to hear other sounds.

He took a few steps back and moved away from the river, and the source of Chana's voice was also a little closer and became clearer.

He had been in the army for many years and had no trouble distinguishing that it was the peculiar sound of a horse's hoof stepping on a thick leaf.

If you listen carefully, there should be only one person coming.

He frowned slightly, and his suspicions suddenly arose: it's not that he can't believe it, but in this chaotic world, except for him as a deserter, it is really impossible to meet other night travelers in the forest.

Should he avoid it, or stay open and aboveboard?

Han Xin only hesitated for a moment, then decisively chose the latter.

The comer had to ride one, although he didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend, he no longer had the peerless bravery of Lu Bu and Xiang Yu, but he was also trained in battle on the battlefield, and he had no reason to be afraid.

After making up his mind, Han Xin gave up the plan to hide, and only tightened the sword around his waist, listening intently to the sound of the horse's hooves getting closer.

"Crap-"

Han Xin heard the sound of horse hooves a dozen steps away from him the last moment, but the next moment, the sound was already close at hand!

An incomparably vigorous black horse shadow rushed out of the forest, ran to the bank of the river and nearly stopped, followed by the rein of the knight, this extremely steed horse proudly raised its head and neighed!

It was too late to speak, and the full moon, which had been obscured by dark clouds and looked bleak, finally left the shade, and the gentle silver radiance sprinkled down the sky and washed the ground, and fell on the horseback full of knights.

Even though when the knight's silhouette first appeared, Han Xin felt extremely familiar with the pitiful moonlight.

However, that person should be in Chu Ying, how could he appear here?

Without waiting for him to think about it, and without waiting for him to open his mouth to ask questions, the man didn't know if it was a coincidence or if he really felt sharp and came straight at him, even if he made no other noise, he turned his horse around without hesitation. , facing him.

When the moonlight turned bright, Lang Lang's radiance poured down, and at the moment when shimmering waves appeared on the river, Han Xin also opened his eyes in disbelief, and blurted out, "Brother!"

This month, the royal horse was chasing after him, and it was actually Lu Bu!

Looking at the shocked Han Xin, Lu Bu sneered, snorted softly, and didn't even say hello.

He grabbed his horse's belly and urged Wu Wei, who still wanted to show off his strength in the same place, to pace forward.

When he walked up to Han Xin, Lu Bu said nothing, but extended his hand to him.

Han Xin's gaze shifted stiffly from Lu Bu's face to that arm, but he remained stunned.

Seeing that the person was still motionless, he just looked at himself in a daze, the cheap old brother who didn't have the usual mature and steady appearance at all, and Lu Bu, who stretched his hand for a long time and didn't get a response, couldn't hold back.

He frowned and couldn't help but urged, "Brother Han, why haven't you mounted your horse yet?"

Han Xin opened his mouth and unconsciously put his hand on it. Lu Bu only made a "hey" sound, and his thin waist and abdomen cooperated with his arms to suddenly exert force, but in the blink of an eye, it was as if Han Xin, an eight-footed man, was effortlessly given to him. Pulled on the back of Wu Qi's horse.

Wu Hao let out a dissatisfied "chirp chirp", but for the sake of Lu Bu's face, he reluctantly endured the hardship of handling one more heavy object.

"The food and drink are all in the bag. Brother Han will take it by himself." Lu Bu muttered, and he took off the bag from his back and threw it into Han Xin's arms. He happily said, "Go back."

Lu Bu, who had caught the man, was in a good mood, and ran to and fro without any explanation.

It wasn't until he ran a mile away that Han Xin was in a trance and finally recovered the soul of You San, and asked the person who was chasing after the moon under the moon: "Why did Fengxian show up here?"

Lu Bu didn't look back, but said lazily: "Isn't it because of my careless brother? You can get lost here even when you go out to the camp. There is a shortage of people around the king, and he can't help asking, and he will send this. The most idle person under his command has come to look for him on a Wuxian."

He originally wanted to ride the jade lion, but as soon as he arrived at the stable, Wu Wei's sharp eyes first saw the figure of him, and he was so excited that he squeezed forward desperately, until the docile jade lion shivered and hid aside.

And Lü Bu thought, if he rides King Xiang's love horse, at least he can make his words more credible, so as not to encounter the situation that Han Xin is determined and refuses to come back.

Alas, at first he thought that Han Xin was going to his hometown in Huaiyin, and he took the wrong road to Hangu Pass first, and then he had an idea to come to the north, and Fang Duo wasted a long time.

Want to run? What a joke!

If there is no Han Xin, he doesn't even have a think-tank to negotiate with. Wouldn't it be true that sooner or later, he would be reduced to a high level of righteousness and saddled the King of Western Chu Han all day long, and he would have to use his pitiful brain?

Since Xiang Yu did not hesitate to be talented, then he would not be polite—whatever he said, he had to ask Han Xin to come.

Han Xin didn't know how much he believed this nonsense, but after that, he was silent and didn't ask any more questions.

The moonlight in the sky is condensed like a wash, pouring out quietly, shining brightly on the world.

Lu Bu was distracted by his wishful thinking, and did not look back.

——I didn't know that Han Xin smiled slightly behind him, but there were tears in his eyes.