Xiang Yu in the West?

The translator told Pei Min that Mosremasa knew, and the two looked at each other.

There are three famous generals in ancient Western history, namely Alexander, Hannibal, and Caesar. Their status is just like Sun Wu, Wu Qi, Han Xin and Bai Qi in Chinese history, who are outstanding military talents.

It is the highest honor to be able to gain a reputation as they are.

Although there is a small word, it does not hinder the value of "Little Hannibal".

Mosremasa was very satisfied with this reputation, and even a little complacent. This was comparable to the best commander in ancient times, and it was also a recognition of his ability.

But I don’t expect Hannibal to have a Western name called Xiang Yu in the East?

As soon as he spoke up, Pei Min said that Hannibal was Xiang Yu in the West. Wouldn't he slapped himself in the face?

He alluded to the fact that countless people in the West are better than Xiang Yu, wouldn’t he mean that countless people in the West are better than him?

The translator couldn't help but say, "What kind of virtue is Xiang Yu? How can he compare with Carthage's hero Hannibal?"

"Only the ignorant people slandered the ancestors!" Pei Min said bluntly: "Hannibal was a famous Western Carthage general. He was born in the same era as Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu in the East. The two had great similarities: they were both sons of generals, both tactical geniuses, and both carried national hatreds. When Xiang Yu was young, he made a bold statement that he would take Qin and replace him. When Hannibal was nine years old, he also swore under the altar that he was incompatible with Rome."

"Both of them are young heroes, and they are military commanders with heavy troops in their twenties. In order to severely damage Rome, Hannibal bravely crossed the Alps and rushed thousands of miles, heading towards the Roni River along the southern bank of Gaul, defeating the more with fewer ones, and using the tactics of self-defeating, and surrounding the Roman army with weak forces. Almost at the same time, Xiang Yu burned his boats and used the same strategy to fight against the Qin army in Julu, besieging the main force of the Qin army, and defeating the Qin army in nine battles."

"Hannibal had the brilliant Battle of Tracimeno Lake and the Battle of Canny, while Xiang Yu also had the Battle of Julu and Pengcheng. It was strange. The two were in the same era, separated by tens of thousands of miles, but the tactics and styles used were very similar. They were both good at long-distance raids, good at winning the more with fewer, good at fighting hard battles, and good at using weak forces to surround the army that was many times more than their own, achieving the greatest results."

"One of them traverses within Rome, breaking the myth of the undefeated Roman Empire. Almost every Roman household wore mourning clothes. The other one roamed the Central Plains, defeated Qin and Han, and was invincible. They were both invincible and frightened their opponents. The most regrettable thing is that even the outcome was almost the same. In the Battle of Zama, Hannibal was defeated, and since then, the invincible commander lost his fighting spirit and withdrew from the military stage. Xiang Yu, the Chu army was defeated in the battle of Gaixia. Xiang Yu faced the elders of Jiangdong speechlessly and committed suicide by slashing his throat in Wujiang. The two amazing military commanders were famous for their victory in the world, but dissipated with defeat. How similar is it."

The Chengqian Palace was silent for a moment. Looking at Pei Min, who was talking about the vastness, and looking at Pei Min, who knew the knowledge of Eastern and Western cultures, all felt shocked and speechless.

Tubo Deputy Prime Minister Long Langchi had already seen Pei Min's erudition. When he was bargaining, he talked about the cultural history of Tubo as clearly as he knew.

Nowadays, history seems to be repeating itself!

Long Langchi couldn't help but think: "If such a person was born to me, how great would it be if he had been to Tubo!"

Mosremasa also looked confused when she listened to the translator's translation word by word.

Although he called him Little Hannibal, he asked him to tell Hannibal about his experience and achievements like Pei Min. He asked himself that he could not do it. Looking at Pei Min, who was calm, even doubted: Who is the Westerner!

Pei Min said: "As the saying goes, the king is only a domineering, and the general is only a Li. Two excellent figures, one east and one west coexist in the world. When it comes to the record of the overlord Xiang Yu, he is only better than Hannibal, and even better. Why can't he compare?"

The translator stammered and couldn't say a word.

Pei Min comforted and smiled, "You don't understand our Eastern culture, so it's natural to have this misunderstanding. I just hope that the envoy, Duke Remasa, would pay a little attention to the cultural differences between the two countries when he spoke. His ancestors used them to admire them, rather than to slander them. I respect Hannibal, the invincible commander of the West, and I hope you can also respect Xiang Yu, the overlord of our side."

After hearing Pei Min's reasonable request, Mosremasa did not want to lose his Arab demeanor in front of the public. She bowed and apologized: "I don't understand the deeds of Xiang Yu and speak rudely."

Pei Min smiled and said, "It's not a surprise for those who don't know. Xiang Yu, the overlord, has always admired him. He was angry when he heard Duke Remasa's words, and he was angry. The overlord's courage lies in his strength in driving mountains and rivers, and the courage of one to fight against a hundred, and more in his ability to match the strategy of a thousand troops, rather than having extraordinary strength, seemingly scary, but cannot go to the battlefield, cannot kill the enemy, and does not have any real courage."

The translator truthfully told Mosremasa about Pei Min's words.

When Mosremasa heard that his heart was not good, he instantly understood Pei Min's intention.

Before he could speak, he heard the giant roar "tear" and forcibly tear his tiger skin apart, revealing his terrifying upper body: under the tiger skin were covered with steel plate-like muscles, and the eight-pack of abdominal muscles appeared to show no sign of fat and softness in his body.

The most eye-catching thing is the scar. He has almost no complete area on his body, with all kinds of swords, guns and arrows, and even traces of beasts biting claws. After careful calculation, it is no less than 200 places, which is extremely terrifying.

Especially at this moment, he roared, his whole body gathered strength, his whole body expanded inexplicably, and the meridians in his body suddenly protruded, giving people the illusion of breaking out of his body.

He pointed at the scar on his body and roared at Pei Min.

Mosremasa glared at the translator angrily and looked at Pei Min with some fear.

The translator dared not say anything more.

Pei Min turned his eyes to Justinian, the governor of Byzantine, who was standing aside. The giant man said not in Arabic, but in Greek. It can also be seen from his skin color that this giant man was not an orthodox Arab.

Justinian smiled knowingly and said something to the translator beside him. He was eager to take action against the Arabs and the matter of taking advantage of the situation.
Chapter completed!