"Yu Ji!" Yang Chen uncontrollably shouted this name.

Ye Xin, dressed in a red long dress like a bright red rose, leaped off the horse, threw herself onto Yang Chen, and cried out, "Great King! Yu Ji is willing to share life and death with you, to live and die together, to face hardships side by side!"

All around were soldiers with killing shouts echoing through the heavens, and behind him were his own men and the rolling waters of the Wujiang River.

"Great King!"

"Great King!"

...

The soldiers clad in armor around him each looked at Yang Chen eagerly.

Seeing the weapons in their hands, their armor, and the presence of Ye Xin, along with these titles...

Yang Chen immediately understood that he was now King Xiang!

Could it be that this is the memory left by the tomb owner?

Or perhaps, is this just an illusion?

Yang Chen was somewhat puzzled, but looking at the eager eyes of his subordinates, he felt deeply moved.

Because in his eyes, these subordinates were no different from his Dragon Tooth Squad and Asura Hall brothers, living and dying together, in dangerous situations, fighting with their backs to the river!

"Great King, Ji, in life, belongs to you; in death, we are still together!" Ye Xin said to Yang Chen.

But Yang Chen understood, Ye Xin was now 'Yu Ji,' speaking to 'Xiang Yu.'

However, Yang Chen could feel that Ye Xin's emotions were also wrapped in it.

He understood that even if she couldn't control herself, she still had her own thoughts.

Yang Chen couldn't help but laugh heartily at the sky, lamenting, "With strength to move mountains and a spirit unrivaled; unfavorable times, Black Steed won't move. Alas, Black Steed won't move; Yu, Yu, what can I do!"

"With strength to move mountains and a spirit unrivaled; unfavorable times, Black Steed won't move. Alas, Black Steed won't move; Yu, Yu, what can I do!"

"With strength to move mountains and a spirit unrivaled; unfavorable times, Black Steed won't move. Alas, Black Steed won't move; Yu, Yu, what can I do!"

Yang Chen shouted it three times, deeply feeling the unwillingness and reluctance in Xiang Yu's heart at that time.

On the other side, the enemy was already approaching.

Immediately, Yang Chen drew his sword with immense battle intent, turned to everyone and shouted, "Officers and soldiers of the Chu army, today we fight with our backs to the river, shall we relish another grand battle, to smash the heavens and earth!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The remaining eight hundred warriors shouted with a thunderous roar, a powerful momentum, and battle intent soaring to the sky!

Yang Chen looked at the generals as if seeing the shadow of Night Fire among them, seeing the shadow of a sword's edge, seeing Purple Cultivator, seeing Yang Cao, seeing Mastiff, seeing... Zhuo Jingyu!

Whether Dragon Tooth or Asura Hall, they had always fought the many with the few, countless times fighting with their backs to the river, strikingly similar to the current scene.

Yang Chen turned with his sword, glanced at Yu Ji beside him, his eyes more determined, shouted, "With strength to move mountains and a spirit unrivaled!"

"With strength to move mountains and a spirit unrivaled!" the generals also shouted in unison.

Yang Chen roared angrily, mounted the Black Steed, wielded his sword, and charged towards the enemy.

The generals followed suit, their shouts of killing echoing through the heavens.

In front were two enemy generals coming face to face, holding long spears and swords; Yang Chen did not recognize them but knew they must be leading figures.

Immediately, Yang Chen reached out to pull out the hegemonic halberd from Black Steed, waved it, felt its hefty weight, but could still control it, with a whooshing wind sound accompanying its wide swings, with immense momentum.

At this time, the two men came forward, one spear and one sword stabbing toward Yang Chen.

Yang Chen sneered coldly, the hegemonic halberd in his hand sweeping out like a rolling millstone.

The two hurriedly blocked the hegemonic halberd, simultaneously leaning sideways to avoid it; even so, they were almost knocked off their horses.

The Black Steed ran with incredible speed, truly a one-way journey.

Charging forward, Yang Chen wielded the hegemonic halberd, each swing accompanied by a spray of blood.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Chen had already killed dozens of people.

The two enemy generals only then turned to give chase.

Yang Chen battled the two again, his hegemonic halberd swinging like a wheel of wind and fire, suppressing the two, keeping their heads down.

However, the other enemy generals also hurried to join the battle.

For a time, Yang Chen alone battled eighteen enemy generals!

Even so, with the hegemonic halberd swinging in his hand, Yang Chen did not fall behind, even injuring two people.

Swoosh!

A sharp sound came, Yang Chen quickly drew his sword to block.

Ding!

It was a dark arrow!

Because Yang Chen was distracted, a long halberd in another's hand fiercely stabbed toward Yang Chen!

A cold light flashed in Yang Chen's eyes, quickly swung his sword to block, though he managed to deflect the long halberd, he was still cut.

Suddenly, the eighteen tightened their offensive.

The sword and hegemonic halberd in Yang Chen's hands swung in tandem, creating an impenetrable defense around him.

But prolonged fighting would exhaust Yang Chen as well.

Poof!

A sword pierced into Yang Chen's back, intense pain assaulting him, causing him to fiercely swing the halberd.

Bang!

The person's head burst, killed by a direct blow!

Yet another person's long halberd stabbed over.

Yang Chen swung his sword to block.

Another long halberd stabbed over, Yang Chen's hegemonic halberd horizontal in front of him.

Bang!

The immense force slammed Yang Chen flying three meters away.

Others seized the chance to attack.

Yang Chen couldn't help but laugh with rage, roaring, "You vile dogs, are you a match for your grandfather!"

Immediately, Yang Chen stood on the ground, fighting with seventeen mounted generals.

On the other side, eight hundred warriors against a hundred thousand enemies, truly like an ant trying to move a tree.

Yet even so, the eight hundred warriors stood like a city wall, only fighting without retreating, stubbornly holding the enemy before them.

Behind them was Yu Ji!

However, soldiers fell one by one, others eventually also ran out of strength.

Ye Xin, tears streaming down her face, holding a sword, murmured, "The world only knows me, Yu Ji, for my sword dance to entertain, but does not know I can also fight. Today, in great peril, Yu Ji will fight alongside the Great King!"

Seeing Yang Chen in the distance already with more than a dozen wounds, Yu Ji let out a loud cry and rushed over.

Seeing this, the other soldiers each seemed invigorated, roaring, "Fight them to the end! If King Xiang's concubine can fight, what about us!"

Everyone roared in unison, with the strength of a few hundred people, they forcibly pushed the enemy back several steps!

"Xiang Yu! Prepare to die!" Both Yang Chen's hegemonic halberd and sword were grappled, one person shouted loudly, the long halberd viciously striking towards Yang Chen's head.

At this moment, Yang Chen lamented in his heart: My life is over!

However, he was still unwilling to leave, not willing to leave Yu Ji, not willing to leave Black Steed, not willing to leave the people of Wujiang, not willing to leave the many soldiers.

Yet, just at this moment.

"Don't harm my Great King!" A tender shout came, accompanied by a fragrant wind, and the soldier's long halberd was violently blocked by a sword!

"Yu Ji!"

"Ye Xin!"

Yang Chen looked in surprise at the woman like a rose.

Ye Xin also looked at Yang Chen, "Great King! Yu Ji is late!"

"As long as I am here, I will never let anyone harm you again. If anyone dares, they'll have to step over my body!"

Yu Ji heard Xiang Yu's call.

Ye Xin heard Yang Chen's call.

Xiang Yu heard Yu Ji's voice, Yang Chen heard Ye Xin's fierce words.

It seemed as though history overlapped at this moment, Yang Chen and Ye Xin, Xiang Yu and Yu Ji's figures overlapped...