Your Majesty, please beg for mercy. The prince's rebellion was successful.

"I, Prime Minister, should lead by example!"

"If I am afraid of death, how can my brothers fight the enemy bravely?"

The Prime Minister held his head high, and his words were more solemn and serious.

These words were deafening and filled with heroic spirit. For a moment, they even made many soldiers around feel a kind of reverence and respect rising from the bottom of their hearts.

However, in the eyes of some people with clear consciousness, such emotions are just a sneer in their hearts.

It might be possible to deceive the ignorant soldiers with such words, but the generals were all experienced and shrewd, and they saw things better than anyone else.

They knew the Prime Minister's character very well: he was selfish and afraid of death.

If he really dared to charge at the front and lead the troops, he would not have been promoted until the reign of Emperor Tianjing.

Just listen to this kind of bluffing talk.

Of course, everyone present was a toady, and they naturally knew that they had to flatter and follow suit at this time. For a while, there was an endless stream of words of praise, and some people were so moved that they burst into tears and knelt down immediately.

As for those soldiers who didn't know what was going on, their eyes were red, and their admiration for the prime minister reached an almost fanatical state.

This scene was all seen by the Prime Minister.

He was proud in his heart, and the determination on his face was even stronger.

However, when he turned around and looked at Zhou Zheng walking towards him, there was still some fear in his pupils.

The Prime Minister can lose anything, even these 300,000 troops, but he must never put himself in danger, let alone die.

But now he has to do so.

It was not because the Prime Minister was righteous, but because he trusted Lei Tong's judgment.

He was absolutely sure that Zhou Zheng would not kill him on the spot. As long as Zhou Zheng did not kill him and as long as he returned safely, their own reputation would be successfully established.

When the decisive battle is over, the whole world will surely sing praises of this legend.

Taking a deep breath, the prime minister did not linger any longer. He pulled the reins and rode sideways forward.

He was moving very slowly, and his figure was stretched out very long. The eyes of the 300,000 soldiers were all focused on the Prime Minister's tall and straight back, but they didn't know that the Prime Minister's body was already trembling under his long robe.

That kind of trembling was the panic, fear, and a hint of terror that emanated from the deepest part of his heart.

After all, how many people in the world dare to face Zhou Zheng head-on?

You have to know that he was a god of war who killed people like crazy and used ruthless methods. Not to mention that the prime minister was powerless, even the generals who fought on the battlefield were no match for Zhou Zheng.

Gritting his teeth and suppressing the panic in his heart, the Prime Minister knew that he had to continue on this path.

No matter how much hardship there is.

......

Two figures each headed towards the center of the open space.

On the city walls, countless people's eyes flickered, their nerves tense. The imperial army also did not dare to neglect.

Until both of them arrived at the agreed time.

Hiss hiss!!!

The two war horses were only about ten feet apart. It seemed that they had realized that they had decided to go their separate ways. Their hooves kept stamping on the ground, and their heavy breathing made the entire atmosphere become much more oppressive.

At this time, Zhou Zheng, wearing white armor, looked shining under the sunlight, giving people the feeling that he was a god of war descending from the sky.

He didn't say anything, but just sat quietly on the horse, giving people a great sense of oppression.

Even the prime minister, who was used to seeing many scenes, felt as if his soul was suppressed at this moment, and his legs kept shaking. If he had not been on horseback, he would have knelt down directly under such oppression when he saw Zhou Zheng.

But even so, the Prime Minister found it difficult to straighten his back at this moment.

The former majesty and arrogance were completely restrained at this moment.

His face was pale, his eyes were unfocused, his heart was beating wildly, cold sweat had already broken out on his forehead, and his hands that were holding the reins of the horse were shaking uncontrollably.

When the two met, it was immediately clear who was better.

Fortunately, this place was far enough away from both armies, five miles away, so their facial expressions and looks could not be seen clearly. Otherwise, the image that the Prime Minister had worked so hard to establish in the hearts of the soldiers would probably collapse in an instant.

"I heard that you want to replace my Great Zhou?"

Zhou Zheng finally spoke first.

His voice was not loud, but the murderous intent in it was like the cold winter, instantly lowering the temperature of the air around him.

Everyone knows Sima Zhao's intentions. Everyone in the world knows that after the decisive battle, the Zhou Dynasty will change.

Looking at the prime minister in front of him, Zhou Zheng had no impression in his mind. Obviously, in the previous court, he was just an insignificant person with no weight or importance.

I thought that I would be valued by Emperor Tianjing and at least be a good seedling.

Unfortunately, Zhou Zheng was disappointed by his current courage and insight. How could such a person be qualified to be his opponent? How could he be qualified to rule the entire Great Zhou Dynasty?!

Just by Zhou Zheng's question, the Prime Minister's hair stood on end, his heart beat rapidly, his mouth was dry, and he didn't even dare to fight Zhou Zheng.

Swallowing his saliva, he felt that every minute and every second was like a year.

Once upon a time, this prime minister was like a fish in water in front of Emperor Tianjing, and he was at ease and not afraid even in front of the aristocratic families.

He thought he could talk freely with Zhou Zheng, but it turned out that he was wrong.

The oppression Zhou Zheng felt was far more than a difference in power and status, but rather a tremendous repression that emanated from deep within his bones.

The prime minister stood here, as if he was a rookie, as if everything was seen through, as if he had no secrets at all.

"I, I don't dare..."

After holding it in for a long time, the Prime Minister finally said this.

But when he said this, the corners of his mouth twitched and he wanted to slap himself twice.

"I have an army of 300,000 men behind me, and the support of the five great ancient families. What do I have to fear?"

"The one we should really be afraid of is Zhou Zheng's correct guess!"

Fortunately, the prime minister was not a complete coward. Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, forced himself to straighten his back, and let his eyes meet Zhou Zheng's.

Unfortunately, this eye contact quickly dissipated.

Because he found that no matter what, he didn't have the courage to look Zhou Zheng in the eye.

"It seems that you have a backup plan."

Suddenly, Zhou Zheng looked at the prime minister in front of him with interest. When the corners of his mouth rose, there was a hint of teasing in his eyes.

He had long noticed that the Prime Minister behaved a little strangely when he stood in front of him.

He seemed unwilling to stand in front of himself, intentionally or unintentionally widening the distance between him and Zhou Zheng.

Ordinary people might think that the Prime Minister was showing respect to Zhou Zheng so he didn't dare to stand in front of him, but Zhou Zheng knew very well that if this guy really respected him, he wouldn't have led his troops here.

Besides, in a decisive battle, it is a fight to the death, so why would we need any respect?

Upon hearing Zhou Zheng's words, the Prime Minister's face suddenly turned pale, and he felt hot all over and was sweating profusely.

He lowered his head and dared not speak.

But in my heart, I was already extremely anxious.

"If it's a sniper rifle, then I can only say that your methods are too low."

"In fact, I even look down on it."

Shrugging his shoulders, Zhou Zheng leaned forward slightly, turned his horse around, and stood in front of the prime minister again.

Sniper rifle?!

Upon hearing these three words, the Prime Minister suddenly looked up, his pupils dilated, and his eyes were filled with incredible shock.

Why, why would Zhou Zheng know?

This news is top secret!

Apart from his own five ancient families, no one knew about it, not even the soldiers on the march.

Could it be that the five ancient aristocratic families told Zhou Zheng?

Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!

"Is this your method?"

Zhou Zheng sneered, his eyes fixed on the prime minister, and every word he said penetrated deeply into his soul.

The feeling of being seen through made the Prime Minister's heart pound, his body stiff and numb, and he was even unable to move.

"That's right!"

"You should know the power of a sniper rifle!"

"If you surrender now, you can still have a chance to survive. Otherwise, it will be a dead end!"

The Prime Minister gritted his teeth, knowing that there was no point in pretending to be stupid anymore.

In that case, it would be better to be direct!

Didn't you say I was a coward and vulnerable?

Now, the situation has turned around!

Aren't you afraid?