"General of the East Gate, don't do it!"

Seeing that Dongmen Leopard was angry, the lieutenants and Simas next to him stopped one after another, and Dongmen Leopard's other son-in-law, Mei Kai, who did not fight with him in Lingnan and did not know him, hugged the woman's leg and shouted to Han Xin:

"Han Xin, let's go!"

Mei Kai has learned the temper of the Dongmen leopard, he fights bravely, but when the anger comes up, he will even whip his subordinates.

Han Xin nodded, and made a gesture to the chief of the camp tent, he was ashamed of Licang, and it was his final judgment that made the army blocked by Wang Ben.

If they had gone east in a decent way, maybe nothing would have happened?

He didn't know either.

Han Xin was about to leave, but behind him, even though he was being pulled by seven or eight people, the scolding of Dongmen Leopard was still endless:

"Han Shin! You, a son who lost his teacher and humiliated the army, and tens of thousands of people died, what face did you have to see the father and elders of Jiang Han, and what face did you have to see the prince and marquis! ”

The more Dongmen Leopard scolded, the more unpleasant it became, and the young man who had no line and the crotch man blurted out, and began to expose Han Xin's shortcomings, as if he was not so, he was not angry.

Han Xin stopped, feeling guilty about Li Cang, but a little annoyed and disdainful about Dongmen Leopard.

He was fine at the end of the day, but since he was reused by Heifu, a certain point in his personality has been revealed.

Han Xin is arrogant and arrogant, has a high vision, looks down on people, and Li Cang, Gongwei, Wu Chen, etc., who are the same age as him, are not in his eyes, and he is ashamed to be placed side by side.

Later, because of his merits, he was promoted by Heifu by leapfrogging, and the latecomer came first. So for Heifu's old subordinates, Han Xin also thought that it was not enough, Dongmen Leopard only had the courage of a puppet, Ji Ying had no talent, Xiao Tao Mu was incompetent, and he could have today's status, but he was just under the shadow of Wu Zhonghou, if he didn't meet nobles, this group of people, I'm afraid they would still be working as domestic farmers.

Han Xin is a poisonous tongue, he doesn't say good things about his colleagues, he only boasts, he doesn't brag about others, except for himself, everyone present is garbage.

And like a duck, even if he is going to die the next moment, he still has a hard mouth.

So, in the scolding of the Dongmen leopard, Han Xin turned his head and sneered:

"General Dongmen, how did I hear that you have just lost your division?"

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"Since General Pi knows the temper of the Tiger of the East Gate, why should he be brave in words? Fortunately, Mei Kai snatched his halberd, otherwise he would ......"

That night, in the tent, the doctor was still giving medicine to Han Xin's face, thinking about the afternoon situation, and he was afraid.

Han Xin puffed out his cheeks, didn't cry out in pain, and didn't speak.

The mouth was cool for a while, but the result was that even though Dongmen Leopard was dragged by seven or eight people, he still stepped over and gave Han Xin a hard punch, and only this one blow smashed half of his face to swell.

This was the most serious injury Han Xin had ever suffered since he joined the army.

After the healer left, Han Xin looked at himself in the bronze book and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"In that case, how can I say it?"

Others can have wins and losses, and regard them as ordinary, but he Han Xin, but can't!

In every battle, no matter how many enemies there are, Han Xin always has a way to win, create miracles again and again, win the praise of Marquis Wu Zhong, and feel the admiration in the eyes of the soldiers.

But now, Danyang's fiasco seems to have dropped a lot of sludge on his dazzling exploits!

Han Xin's pain not only comes from those old soldiers who have followed him for more than a year, who died in Danshui many battles before embarking on the way home, and not only Licang suffered heavy losses, but also from the depths of his heart, demanding of himself.

His pride and wanton spirit are maintained by one big victory after another, and Han Xin cannot be defeated.

But now, his undefeated body has been broken, his invincible self-confidence has been shattered, and the scolding of Dongmen Leopard and the whispers of his former colleagues have also made him feel frightened and confused.

Because of his poisonous mouth, he can't be a man, and he is arrogant, Han Xin basically has no friends in the army, but he has many enemies, they envy his rising position, and they are jealous of Wu Zhonghou's treatment of him differently, but they are helpless, because Han Xin is always winning.

This time he returned with defeat, and he was bound to be ridiculed by those people!

Just like in Huaiyin.

He wiped his sword a little confused, and the moonlight was like water, reflecting the blade of the sword.

For a nobleman of the Chu State, with the humiliation of this defeat, I am afraid that he will draw his sword and commit suicide.

But Han Xin is just a leader, a cloth cloth, his dignity is not so noble, stroking his sword, thinking of his past.

He remembered the day his mother died.

Han Xin's family moved to Huaiyin from other places to avoid the scourge of war, and his father died early, Han Xin couldn't even remember his appearance, and only depended on his mother for his life.

A woman with a child, struggling to survive, her family is getting poorer and poorer, and she has endured the white eyes of others, but when the door is closed, the small home is also warm.

But when Han Xin was twelve years old, his mother was sick, and Han Xin ran all over the county, falling all over the county, and his body was covered with injuries, and his voice was hoarse, but he couldn't find a doctor who was willing to help him treat his mother, a person who was willing to lend a hand.

All you can see is an indifferent face.

The mother eventually died, and Han Shin cried dry tears and wanted to bury his mother.

But his house was surrounded by walls, and he had no relatives to help him, so he could only wrap himself in a straw mat and push a creaking cart to find a place to be buried.

Outsiders died of a vicious disease, and the people in Lilu were disgusted, so they didn't let Han Xin get close, and let the children throw stones at him, and the nobles encircled the nearby woodland, did not allow people to be buried, and let dogs bite him.

Han Xin could only helplessly push his mother's corpse, walked around Huaiyin City, walked and walked, his feet were numb, and finally, he came to the desolate Gaogang in the suburbs.

It is a place where the bodies of the poor are buried in large numbers, and wild wolves and crows infested the grass.

He was afraid, but he didn't run, wiped away his tears, and held high a hoe borrowed from him by the pavilion chief, digging the pit little by little. It took half a day, and all the hands were blistered, before I dug out a shallow pit that could accommodate one person.

Han Xin hadn't eaten for a day, and he was so tired that he crawled to the trolley and picked up the straw mat.

He still remembers that the straw mat is so heavy!

As soon as he took a step, Han Xin fell, and the straw mat pressed him, wanting to push away, but thinking that this was his mother, he was reluctant.

He could only cry until he was too tired to cry and fell asleep......

When I woke up again, it was almost dark, and the ghosts around me were crying and howling, very gloomy, and the dark green eyes appeared and disappeared in the grass.

Driven by fear, Han Xin finally got up, couldn't care about gentleness, dragged the straw mat and put it into the pit, said sorry in his mouth, and began to fill it hastily......

After burying his mother, Han Shin cut down a small tree, moved it to the grave, and buried it deep in the earth, hoping to make a mark.

He still remembers the vows he made to his mother's humble grave.

"Mother."

Young Han Xin knelt in that piece of heaven and earth, looking serious.

"Look."

He pointed around and smiled, "This land, it's tall and open. ”

"One day, when you become rich and noble, you must build a city next to it and settle ten thousand families, which is bigger and more magnificent than Huaiyin!"

He gritted his teeth, shook his head, and said goodbye to his mother.

Han Xin wants to get ahead, he wants to be crowned a prince and a marquis, rich and noble, and return with honor!

Let all the Huaiyin people bow down and beg for mercy for the cold-bloodedness of the year!

So he snatched food from wild dogs, and was cheeky enough to eat and drink everywhere, and he also had to survive.

So he would rather break his head and splash blood on the ground, but also worship the old man who happened to meet the soldier as a teacher, just to learn his skills.

Therefore, he would rather put away his sword, throw away his dignity, and suffer the humiliation of his crotch, but also save his life and wait for the time to move!

"More than that."

After a long time, Han Xin smiled with relief.

"What is a losing battle?"

Han Xin touched his swollen face, Dongmen Leopard's punch would leave an indelible mark on his face, just like the defeat in the Battle of Danshui.

But the scars are always gone.

Defeat will always be overshadowed by a new victory.

And most importantly, to be alive!

He was relieved at once, stood up, and instructed the guards:

"Rest for a day, pull out the camp early in the morning after tomorrow, and return to Xiangyang!"

The guard reminded: "Do you want to inform the East Gate General?" ”

"Just leave a scout to tell me."

Han Xin's face was still in pain, he had completely made a feud with Dongmen Leopard, and he didn't plan to reconcile, he was only thinking about how to ask Marquis Wu Zhong.

Although he figured it out, Han was still a little apprehensive in his confidence.

"In the past, I won many battles, Marquis Wu Zhong appreciated me and promoted me, and now that I have suffered defeat, how will he treat me?"

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