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Located in the southwest corner of Wucheng, Guxuzhitai is a building built on a hill. It was originally a palace, and now it is a fortress. The green peach red that used to be all over the mountains is now gone. The stones and trees on the entire mountain have been cut down and excavated by the people of the Wu country as weapons and firewood. From a distance, it is extremely bare and lonely, just like the national fortune of the Wu country.

Looking at the place where King Wu finally retreated, Gou Jian remained silent, and none of the doctors and officers beside him could understand what the king, who was pursing his thin lips tightly at any time and place, was thinking and did not dare to disturb him.

As everyone knows, what Gou Jian thinks is that many years ago, the platform of Guxu was cold and cold, and it was still a stone room black prison built by King Helu of Wu, which was used to imprison Wu's death row prisoners. Throw it in for a while.

The stone room was cold and damp, and the sun was dark. When he was inside, Goujian couldn't even feel the passage of time. The walking and squeaking of mice were the only sounds. Day after day, he sat still.

At that time, he thought of death many times, but he gritted his teeth and endured it. Every day, he lived on the food of those dogs, until Fan Li tried his best to rescue him. But this imprisonment made Goujian suffer from rheumatism forever, and his joints became swollen and sore every time it was rainy.

The mark on the ** is only a small matter. More importantly, Goujian remembers it. This is what people do for the knife and the other for the fish. How helpless, how helpless, how unwilling! He will remember this feeling for the rest of his life!

It was the same after that, no matter how embarrassing and humiliating he was: making a horse stone for Fu Chai, giving his wife to him for humiliation, or even tasting feces for the husband Chai himself, Goujian could swallow the humiliation and become the driving force for him to stand firm.

It is easy to endure poverty, hunger, sickness, hardship, labor, beating, and scolding, and the struggle of enduring anger and hatred can be reluctantly resolved. The most difficult thing is that after going through all this and returning to the country of Yue, Gou Jian has to force himself to endure for a few more years, and then take revenge on Wu Guo when the time is ripe. This is the most difficult, how many times he wakes up and thinks And the humiliation of the past, he drew his sword and stood up to recruit the Chinese, but he endured when he walked to the door.

Because he knew that the longer he endured, the more relaxed Wu's vigilance would be, and the more likely his revenge would be successful.

During this period, he had endured for 15 years: three years as a lowly slave, three years for reunion, and nine years for revenge. After enduring such a long period of time, Goujian finally saw the dawn of victory: King Wu had been defeated. Trapped on this hill!

But even so, the long-term suppression of Goujian's inner revenge is still not satisfied, and the tense spirit for more than ten years has not relaxed.

Patience did not drive him into madness. At home, he made himself a good king, comforted the elders of the country, destroyed the disobedient Vietnamese tribes, annexed them, and devoured everything that could be swallowed to increase his strength. After conquering Wu State, he did not kill innocent people indiscriminately because of his anger, but listened to Fan Li Wenzhong's advice, appealed to Wu people, and tried to annex Wu State.

Even now, from the perspective of his courtiers, he is still a stern and stern king.

However, when Fuchai's flag finally appeared on the battlements, the ninja Goujian couldn't take it any longer.

"Fuchai!" Gou Jian jumped in front of the stage of the horse's Guxu and shouted to his old enemy on the mountain.

When Gou Jian was still a slave and maid in Wu State, raising dogs and horses, making horse stools, and tasting dung in Gusu, whenever King Wu passed by, he had to crawl on the ground, touch his head to the ground, and look at his husband. The dust raised when the shoes passed by, respectfully said, "I have seen the king."

But today, he can finally jump on a horse in front of Guxu's stage and call him by name.

Today, I am no longer a prisoner, but a victor who has come to take your food!

The platform of Guxu is not large, with more than a thousand people on it, and it can defend all sides well. A routine inspection by Fuchai does not take half an hour. Soon, as the voices of the soldiers of the Yue people passed on, he heard Goujian's cry. Under the **** of the last group of dead soldiers, he showed his head from behind the wall. This place was far away from the shooting range. The crossbow couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

"Gou Jian..." Looking at the short and great husband in the Yueren army, Fu Chai's eyes were complicated, his face could not be seen as happy or angry, and in his heart there was only haggard, continuous defeat, the position of the winner and the loser. Swap, and, when he woke up this morning, the woman who had been with him had disappeared...

Going along with him, only this enemy, Goujian, who was once despised by him and proved to be more ruthless and terrifying than the viper in the end.

Unfortunately, Wu Zixu was right again, he was always right.

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"Fuchai, stay safe."

Seeing that after so many years, Fuchai met with him again, and Gou Jian showed a cruel smile. Only he knew that in the past fifteen years, his blank slate face and gloomy expression had hidden infinite meaning from this person. hatred.

Relying on the opportunity given by Zhao Wuxi, Goujian and Fuchai stood on opposite sides again and fought on equal terms for nine years. But is this enough? For everything Fuchai had done to him in the past, Goujian had to take revenge one by one. First of all, it was to show him a vague hope...

He enjoyed the aloof status of the victor very much, and let someone say: "Fu Chai, if you are willing to surrender, the widow can save your life just like you let me go at the siege of Kuaiji."

On the mountain, Fuchai looked at the layers of the Yue army. No matter which direction he turned, he could see the flag of the Yue king flying in the wind, as well as the flags of various doctors and tribes in the country. In the battle of Fujiao that year , the fathers and even the grandfathers of these people are his defeated generals.

There were about 20,000 Vietnamese troops outside, but Fuchai's subordinates were less than 1,000, and many were injured.

So when he heard Gou Jian's shouting, he squeezed out an ugly smile: "Oh? How does the King of Yue plan to settle me?"

At the foot of the mountain, Goujian asked people to surrender the King of Wu, and he also surrendered his subordinates, the dead Shidao: "Wu people on the stage of Guxu, regardless of whether they have any grudges with the widow, will all be spared death, and each will return to his home... As for the husband's difference, the widow can take You settle in Yongdong! Eat a hundred households."

Yongdong is an island in the East China Sea of ​​Kuaiji, which is Zhoushan Island in later generations. During the Spring and Autumn Period, it was the berth for fishing boats of Yue people to fish and dry nets, and some people lived there. It was already a barren place overseas, and Goujian planned to put Fuchai there. He planned to deceive Fuchai into surrendering and bring him back to Kuaiji to be humiliated, and then banished to the island, where he would be trapped for life. At the same time, these remarks also have the intention of disintegrating the morale of Wu State.

Sure enough, as soon as this statement came out, the morale of Guxu was already low, and there was a commotion among the Wu people. The King of Yue promised to spare them not to die, then they had no motivation to fight again. After all, there were only a few people who swear to follow the King of Wu.

But Fuchai himself did not seem to be tempted by this condition.

"One hundred families..." He said with a sneer: "Once upon a time, widows ran rampant in Jianghuai and ruled over one hundred thousand families..."

For the ambitious Jiangdong Tiger, being imprisoned in a cage for others to watch and show off is probably the most embarrassing humiliation.

He took the bow and arrow, aimed at Gou Jian, and said loudly, "If the King of Yue wants the head of the widow, he can take it himself, and he wants the widow to surrender?"

Fuchai's fingertips loosened, the arrow flew away from the string, and he galloped recklessly, but after reaching the highest point, he decelerated, fell, and landed a little dejectedly, just like a portrait of Fuchai's life. It didn't hurt anyone, but the arrow had shot enough of his refusal and determination:

"Fuchai is husband's poor, Goujian is Goujian, want widows to bow their heads and beg like you? Or die!"

"Seeking death..."

Goujian's face was ashen, he waved his hand, and his vanguard immediately drove forward and raised a flag of Taibai with the head of a beauty hanging high.

"The husband and wife's words are useful. Now the demon girl Zheng Dan is dead, and the death of the husband is just around the corner!"

Goujian looked at the mountain smugly, he wanted to see what kind of rage Fuchai would look like when he lost his woman.

He succeeded, and Fu Chai's eyes were red as if he was about to bleed, and he shouted and cursed loudly: "Rat, you scumbag! You are a prince, and you put your anger on a woman, but you dare to fight with a widow who only holds a short sword and end. The century-old enmity between Wu and Yue?"

This is a common way of solving hatred in Wuyue Land. There are not a few people who do not agree with each other in the streets and alleys. The losers are basically dead. Even if the other side takes their own life, they will be ashamed of failure and kill themselves.

However, the easy death of Wu Yue's people is easy to happen, and it has been found in Goujian, who has forbearance and perfection.

"Joke! How can a widow compete with you with the bravery of a man?"

At this moment, Goujian cherished his life more than anyone else, but this refusal seemed to be a little afraid. Instead, Fuchai stood on the mountain, like a tiger in the east of the Yangtze River looking back and roaring.

The son of the daughter could not sit down. In order to prevent Fuchai from suddenly rushing out, Goujian quickly disappeared into the army and raised the flag high. This is a signal that the army is ready to enter the final general offensive. At the behest, it spread throughout the entire Guxu stage:

"Regardless of Wu people and Yue people, whoever has a lower head, will be rewarded with thousands of gold!"

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"Regardless of Wu people and Yue people, whoever has a lower head, will be rewarded with thousands of gold!"

The seductive cries of the Yue people still echoed down the mountain, while Fu Chai returned to his last fortress, patrolling his pitifully small guard.

The few dead soldiers, the Wu people whose eyes flickered when they heard the Yue people calling to descend, and even many people have disappeared.

"Before night falls, the platform of Guxu is about to fall." Surprisingly, Fu Chai, who had just recovered from his grief, did not boost his morale at all, but told everyone the result unmistakably.

Gou Jian was very clever. He did not attack Wu City rashly in the past two days, but entered the city and drove Wu prisoners to shout down the mountain every day, attacking the morale of Wu people. Siege equipment, bundled claw hooks. Once the preparations are complete, he will order the army to launch a general attack. The platform of Guxu will be breached at more than ten places at the same time. Fuchai may retreat to the main hall and hold it for a while, but other places will fall within an hour.

Knowing that it was a dead end, Fuchai said frankly to everyone: "The widow has refused to practice the idea of ​​persuading surrender. No matter whether it was right or wrong in the past, life or death in the future, the widow is the king of the Wu Kingdom!"

"But the widow didn't force anyone to die for me. Those who were seriously injured and those who were away from home were sent down..."

Fuchai didn't want to see the tragedy of Fuli's 3,000 dead.

No one moved for a long time, so he drew his long sword and drew a horizontal line on the ground. "Those who want to stay and die with the widow, please come forward!"

There was a long period of stagnation. As the first footsteps moved forward, people followed one after another. Finally, they stood in a sparse row. The difference was roughly one hundred and seventy people.

Although many of these 170 people were trembling, they were also extremely proud of their choice. They turned their heads and glared at the former robe behind them.

Those people bowed their heads and bowed down to the charioteer, but they didn't mean to cross the line.

Fu Chai waved his hand and told them to disband and wait for the Yue people to go up the mountain and surrender on their own, and then with the only 170 people left, they retreated towards the main hall of Guxutai on the top of the mountain.

"Your Majesty, just let those timid people go?"

"Confucius of the State of Lu once said, "A king should look like a king, and a subject should look like a subject. If you use your words, you will obey your orders, and if you don't use your words, you will go. The widow once betrayed Wu Zixu, Wei Li and others. It also killed many virtuous people and abused the power of the people. Today, the people of Wu abandoned me, and it was brought about by a few people, no one can blame others."

"At least no one will suddenly come to take the widow's head from behind." Fuchai laughed, but he couldn't laugh anymore.

This is outside the main hall with stone walls that has long been transformed into a fortress on the top of the mountain. Back then, when this place was still a magnificent and luxurious place for recreation, there was a beautiful woman who danced for Fuchai and accompanies him to indulge in sensuality. And yesterday, when he returned from patrolling the defense, the beauty had taken off the brocade and silk, dressed in coarse linen, and waited here with rough but well-made food, welcoming him back with a smile.

There are many women in Fu Chai's life, and he has been moved by many women. At the peak of Suzhou, there were three hundred beauties. But when he was in a dilemma, most of them deserted and betrayed him and ran away.

The only one left is Zheng Dan, a woman he never thought of, she is a secret spy of the Yue Kingdom, shouldn't she retire at this time?

In this life, it is enough to have a woman who can share the wealth and honor, and who can share the adversity. Touched, Fu Chai distributed the only two poisons to her, and said emotionally that they would be husband and wife again under Huang Quan.

It was the night that they reunited and lingered to death, but when Fuchai turned over in the early morning and wanted to hug Zheng Dan tightly, he found that there was nothing beside him, and he felt very lost.

Fuchai's life trajectory is completely opposite to that of Goujian. He was determined to be humiliated by Goujian. When Goujian was revived, Fuchai also experienced ups and downs that he never expected in the past, and knew what it means to betray one's family.

The courtiers of Wu State who had an old relationship with Wu Zixu were the first to run. They stood on their own side and rejoiced at the fate of Fuchai. This was the fate of not listening to Zhongliang's words. In the past, he talked sweetly by his side, and he wished that Dazai Bo Xi, who died on behalf of King Wu, also showed his true face at this last moment. Using the excuse of transferring troops and rations, he went to Jiangbei three years ago and never came back. King Wu, he began to spare no effort to curry favor with Zhao, and to find the next master for himself.

Even among the closest relatives, there is no lack of pro-Vietnamese rebels against Wu. In this case, Zheng Dan is the existence that keeps her husband from falling into complete loneliness, and now she is also...

Fuchai was angry at first, and the betrayal from the people around him hurt the most. When he turned to the tearful letter left by Zheng Dan, he was also depressed. But he prayed to Haotian to let her go away and stay away from Wu and Yue. Until later, in the army of the King of Yue at the foot of the mountain, I saw the head of the beautiful woman hanging high...

Hope was shattered, Fu Chai was bleeding and heartache, almost burst into tears, drew his sword and went down to find Goujian, and singled out in a man's way.

If he can win, this is probably the last victory in his life. If he loses, he can fulfill his promise and go to meet Zheng Dan and Huang Quan.

However, this challenge was categorically rejected by Goujian. How could that cautious and gloomy man choose this kind of duel in the sunshine with the blood of his life?

In Fuchai's view, this is intolerable, unscrupulous, and degrading to such a level, even if the king has no dignity, turns his hands into clouds and covers his hands into rain, and seizes the mountains and rivers in the east of the Yangtze River, what can he do?

But it is useless to talk too much, time is passing by, the general attack of the Yueren is about to begin, returning to the hall at the commanding heights of Guxuzhitai, the dead men under his command are dressed for their husbands and prepare to fight. Under the black linen shirt, he is wearing a The best water rhino armor is also covered with a layer of shark leather armor, but no matter how thick the armor is, it can't stop Wanjian's addition.

After he was fully clothed, Fuchai took up his weapon and climbed the natural gray stone wall. Under this harsh pale sky, holding a long sword, he waited for the end of his destiny...

Looking from the mountain, those Wu people who left Fuchai began to open their doors and surrender one after another, and the more people filed in, scattered formation and rushed to the top of the mountain, climbing up a flight of stairs - back then, Fuchai wanted to take the whole mountain. The stones were leveled, so he didn't know how much people's power was used, and how many craftsmen were buried on the mountain, but now, he hoped that the stairs would be as steep as possible.

There are also palace walls that have been flipped through by the Yue people. Fuchai has people cut down the miscellaneous trees in the whole mountain and replaced them with delicate and ornamental flowers, but flowers cannot resist the enemy after all. The bamboo and wood are regenerated, so that they can make arrows, bows and spears.

This is all self-inflicted... Fu Chai showed a wry smile.

He turned his head and said to the one hundred and seventy people who resolutely stayed to accompany him to death:

"My husband, I will never forget you all!"

"It is my blessing to be able to follow the king and die!"

King Wu nodded, and the vicious curse of Wu Zixu echoed in his ears. He slowly raised his long sword in his hand. On this high platform built by him, he wanted to fight the people of Yue to death!

For Zheng Dan, for the state of Wu, and for witnessing his own destruction!

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Sword, light, sword shadow, flying stone and arrow.

In this final battle, Fuchai took the lead and experienced death threats again and again, just as he did when he first led his troops out to Chu.

The battle on the stage of Guxu was extremely bloody, with corpses scattered everywhere on the mountain, and rivers of blood flowing. Human life seemed extremely low at this time, and both Wu and Yue people were killing or being killed.

Fuchai's face was covered with blood at the moment, all of which was the blood spurting out of the enemy's body. There was blood all over his face and body. He was like a devil who came out of the blood pool, holding a long Ge with the inscription "Fuchai Self-acting Ge". And Wu Zhongbaojian, slaughtering to his heart's content, killing the Vietnamese who wanted to break through the stone wall and jump into the main hall to chop off his head.

These last Wu people were very brave, and under the leadership of Fuchai, they had repelled several enemy attacks. But after all, there are only 170 people, and they are constantly attrition. In the end, most of them died in battle, and only 70 or 80 people were left. The Vietnamese army outside was continuous, as if they would never kill all of them. Fortunately, the place was narrow. The Yue people couldn't develop it, and the Wu people could persist for a long time.

During the melee, a flying arrow flew towards the top of Fuchai's head and plunged into the helmet at once. The strong momentum overturned the pocket, and Fuchai's slightly shorter hair lost its restraint and hung down at will. Broken hair flutters in the wind.

Fuchai touched the arrow marks on his head, and the blood was pouring out.

This was nothing, Fuchai was already full of arrows, and because of the thickness of his armor, he cut off the arrow feathers and continued to fight. The flesh and blood inside was also not lightly injured.

After fighting for a long time, his head fell off and the sword that cut iron like mud was also damaged. After all, they all slashed bones and flesh countless times today. But Fuchai still shouted, picked up the enemy's weapon on the ground, rushed up again, and pushed the group of Yueren back halfway up the mountain.

Another attack of the Vietnamese people was repelled, but looking at the main hall of Guxu's platform, there were many wounded, some of whom had lost too much blood and died. Looking around, there were only fifty or sixty capable warriors...

"I'm afraid it won't be able to stop the next attack..." Thinking like this, Fuchai's throat suddenly became sweet and he spit out a large mouthful of blood, which meant that he had hurt his lungs.

it's time!

After Fuchai was supported by his subordinates with concern, he made up his mind.

"Changing clothes for the widow...lightnovelpub.net~ Fuchai's two-layer armor, which was covered with other people's blood on the outside and his own blood on the inside, was carefully removed. He felt loose, and he almost lost his head without the armor to support his body. He fell to the ground and was so seriously injured that he was able to fight until now, and he was completely holding on with one breath.

Fuchai looked at himself in the bronze mirror, tidied up his hair, and was able to read a little, then said softly in a voice that no one could hear: "A widow can't go to see Zheng Dan in blood..."

He unscrewed his dagger, took out the extremely poisonous pill, narrowed his eyes, and swallowed it without hesitation!

There is no imaginary bitterness, but the sweetness of the heart. Is this the taste of death? Is this the taste that Zheng Dan has also tasted?

There were shouts of killing and knocking on the door again from outside. The people of Wu who could move went out to meet the enemy, and those who couldn't stay behind to see off the King of Wu.

As death was approaching, Fuchai could already feel the colic pain in his abdomen, but he did not change his face, but pointed not far away and said:

"Bring that cloak to the widow."

Following his fingers, a Wu Bing with a broken leg picked up a broken cloak, shook off the rushes on it, climbed, and brought it to Fu Chai.

"After the widow dies, put this cloak on my face..."

The corners of Fuchai's mouth had oozing blood again, his eyes were painful and blurred, and with fear and anticipation of death, he said the last sentence of his life.

"Under Fuchai Huangquan, I have no face to see Zixu!"

On the night of the 16th day of the 17th year of the 17th year of King Wu's husband, the platform of Guxu was broken, and the husband took poison and died, and Wu Sui died...

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