The people in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded when they heard the name Overlord Fusu.
The Overlord Xiang Yu and the Overlord Farewell My Concubine. These things could be said to have a long history in later generations, whether it was opera or movies.
The historians were all dumbfounded.
He held the history book in his hand, and there were four words written on it in a crooked manner.
Overlord Xiang Yu.
Yes, there was no mistake!
But this was obvious.
The Overlord was not Xiang Yu. The real Overlord in history was someone else!
More importantly, if the Overlord was not Xiang Yu, then who was Farewell My Concubine?
He was stunned.
The historians were stunned.
Fang Minhong looked at the live broadcast room with a complicated and lifeless gaze.
Conqueror Xiangyu was a fake, and the real calendar master was Conqueror Fusu.
At this moment.
Fang Minhong had the urge to dig up Qin Shihuang's mausoleum and investigate.
Yes, all the history experts had this impulse.
What exactly happened in history?
Daomei swallowed her saliva." Brothers, Fu Su is the Overlord, and I am the Little Overlord. When we join forces, isn't it the so-called 'Farewell Concubine'? Look, don't I look like a' Farewell Concubine'?”
Puff!
The people watching the live broadcast immediately spat.
"Dream on."
"Go to hell."
"Old woman, look in the mirror first. A hen is more like it."
"Hahaha, the old woman is Bie Ji?”
"Don't say anymore, I'm already laughing my head off.”
"I asked the Zen Master,'How is Little Sister Dai's appearance?' The Zen Master smiled and pointed at the roof. The ceiling? The Zen master replied,"Wa!"
Farewell, Concubine. If Little Sister Dumb became a farewell concubine, the people in the live broadcast room would probably explode in anger.
History could no longer be faced squarely.
Daimei's expression gradually darkened. However, when she turned her gaze away and looked at the battlefield, her expression changed.
In fact, Daai Lil 'Sister was able to live stream here because she couldn't see the flat land on the hill. From this position, she could only hear the shouting and the charging of Qin Ruishi.
They couldn't see what was happening on the battlefield.
But now, she seemed to have seen Fu Su.
"Why is Fu Su standing higher and higher?" Little Sister Dai asked.
At this moment, as time passed, Fu Su raised the bronze shield in his hand. The little sister at the foot of the hill could actually see it.
How high was that height?
The people in the live broadcast room looked at the angle of the live broadcast and indeed noticed it.
Fu Su grew taller and taller.
"According to scientific calculations, the distance between Fu Su and the hill, the height of Fu Su, and the angle of the live broadcast should be that Fu Su is stepping on something.”
"I'm so f * cking stupid. Are you talking nonsense again?”
"From this angle, it's at least two to three meters tall under Fusu's feet.”
" Two or three meters? A corpse?"
The live broadcast room fell silent after hearing this.
What else could there be other than corpses?
Even if they had not seen it with their own eyes, they could already imagine the cruelty of the battlefield.
Little Sister's heart skipped a beat.
After all, the impression that Fu Su gave her was that he was an elegant young master who hated war but had no choice but to fight.
"The Overlord Fusu is invincible!!”
"Brothers, Young Master is being surrounded and attacked above.”
" Kill!!!"
Qin Ruishi's loud roars kept ringing out.
Two hours passed.
Qin Ruishi still did not join the battle on a large scale.
The entire platform on the hillside was in a mess.
Death, tragic death, was happening at every moment.
After two hours, Fu Su seemed to still have endless power.
Sima Shang looked at the sky with an ugly expression.
Such a warrior.
Why wasn't he from the State of Zhao?
Why was the heavens so unfair to the State of Zhao?
Fu Su was too strong.
Even if Sima Shang didn't want to admit it, he had no choice but to admit it painfully.
Fu Su was too terrifying.
Overlord Fusu deserved his reputation.
" Go, kill anyone who takes a step back. Tell the brothers that Fu Su can't hold on any longer. He's just a little bit away. Whoever kills Fu Su will be promoted by three ranks and rewarded with a thousand yuan.”Sima Shang gritted his teeth.
A radius of ten meters around Fu Su seemed to be a restricted area.
Moreover, in front of the Zhao army, Fu Su was like a killing machine. He did not know fatigue and his movements did not seem to change at all.
Even if the Zhao army raised their shields and charged at them from all directions, they would still be able to escape.
However, as the bronze shield in Fu Su's hand that weighed a few hundred pounds fell, more than ten people coughed up blood and fainted.
There were more and more corpses under Fu Su's feet.
Gradually, it had even piled up into a small mountain.
Fu Su exhaled slightly.
After two whole hours of brandishing the bronze shield and fighting with all his might, even Fu Su felt a little tired.
The surrounding Zhao army was still densely packed. Looking at the Qin army, they were almost surrounded by several times the number of enemies.
The situation was quite delicate for Great Qin.
Sacrifice. Qin Ruishi was constantly sacrificing himself.
Sima Shang had chosen to gather all his troops here in order to fight to the death. He had obviously made a great effort to conquer Donggu Mountain. Donggu Mountain was too dangerous. If one had to describe it, it would be like one man holding off ten thousand men.
Fu Su frowned slightly.
Another hour passed.
Sima Shang went numb.
Fu Su could still fight. He was still fighting.
Under the constant siege of countless enemies, Fu Su's body had already become a small mountain of corpses.
It made one's scalp tingle.
There were still people who were not completely dead. They were twitching on the pile of corpses at Fu Su's feet.
"Even so, if Great Qin can't attack, our Zhao will win this battle.”Sima Shang said confidently.
He firmly believed that the Qin army would never be able to rush over to this location.
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