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

Boom! ! !

The moment the two armies collided, the harsh sound of metal collision whistled out, and the coldness brought by the interweaving of weapons swept across the entire battlefield.

Zhou Zheng took the lead and was brave enough to fight against ten thousand men.

All that rang in his ears were the sounds of fighting and endless roars.

However, Zhou Zheng ignored all this. The spear in his hand kept rolling, and every time it fell, it would definitely take away someone's head.

Among these thousands of troops, both sides had their own flags and armor of different colors, but only Zhou Zheng was dressed in snow-white.

This kind of snow-white is so prominent on the battlefield and so conspicuous among the yellow sand that people can't take their eyes off it at first sight.

The most important thing is that the 300,000 troops of the imperial court all know that the man in white armor is Zhou Zheng, the current emperor of the Great Zhou!

However, in the eyes of these soldiers, this is not something that can be influenced by just the two words "Zhou Zheng". This is a bright future, this is wealth and honor, this is a high position in the government, this is leaving a name in history!

As long as Zhou Zheng is killed, his merit is so great that being promoted to an official position or a higher rank is the least of his worries, and his eternal protection is a foregone conclusion!

At this moment, no matter how determined these elite troops of the imperial court were to fight, and no matter whether they had thought about making military achievements before, no one could refuse to make military achievements from Zhou Zheng when they saw him for the first time.

They no longer have fear, only madness.

Countless elite troops of the imperial court rushed forward one after another, fearless of life and death, and swarmed towards where Zhou Zheng was.

They could not see Zhou Zheng's strength, nor could they feel the strong fighting spirit emanating from Zhou Zheng. They had only one thought, and that was to kill Zhou Zheng, no matter what.

Even if we cannot take Zhou Zheng's head, even if we pick up his broken limbs in a panic, it would be a great achievement.

That’s right, all the soldiers and generals thought so.

At this moment, Zhou Zheng's eyes were like torches, and there was murderous intent in his eyes.

As he rushed forward, the spear in his hand was already stained with blood, and corpses were everywhere where he passed.

In Zhou Zheng's eyes, these so-called elite troops of the imperial court were not even a match for him, and they were all killed on the spot.

The blood is so hot and it’s hard to splash.

The roars and howls spread wildly towards the sky with Zhou Zheng as the center.

Looking at the corpses piling up around him, Zhou Zheng involuntarily tightened the spear in his hand.

It had been a long time since he had killed an enemy so happily, and it had also been a long time since he had felt the thrill of hot blood splashing on his body.

Three hundred thousand strong troops, when will this killing end?!

How many can I kill? !

Is it one hundred, five hundred, or one thousand?

Looking at the so-called elite troops rushing towards him from all directions, Zhou Zheng's eyes became sharp again.

"This baptism of blood is truly refreshing."

Zhou Zheng was a little dazed. He had once fought like crazy on the battlefield. That invincible posture of conquering the world and dominating the world seemed to return to him again at this moment.

Such a change finally made the elite soldiers who gathered around them feel a sense of fear and dread coming from the depths of their souls.

A hint of rationality began to emerge deep in the minds of these elites.

Of course they are ambitious, of course they want to achieve great things, of course they hope to be crowned kings and prime ministers, and of course they hope to be recorded in history.

But they are more afraid of death!

Trembling eyes swept across the pile of corpses around Zhou Zheng. These originally crazy soldiers finally became much more sober.

They just remembered that this was not only the emperor of the Great Zhou, but also the powerful man who was called the God of War by the Great Xia Kingdom.

This man, with one hand, turned the sky upside down, like a Shura walking out of hell.

Tyrannical, cold, and full of murderous intent.

No one wanted to die at the hands of Zhou Zheng, especially the domineering aura Zhou Zheng exuded, which made many elite imperial guards who had originally gathered around him retreat several steps.

It’s a pity that Zhou Zheng is in a killing mood now and will not give those soldiers and generals a chance to hesitate.

He kicked his legs hard on the horse's belly, and then his whole body turned into a sharp blade, and stabbed into the center of the army again.

Zhou Zheng wielded his spear with great force, and he looked like a god of war. Wherever he passed, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Whether they were soldiers or generals, whether they were actively provoking or fleeing, almost everyone who met Zhou Zheng was killed with one shot.

Such efficiency, such powerful means, and such an invincible posture directly formed a chain reaction among the imperial army.

No one dared to intercept Zhou Zheng head-on. They could only defend passively. In their haste, Zhou Zheng even tore a hole in the army.

Zhou Ping and the thousands of elite soldiers following behind Zhou Zheng were even more eager to fight when they saw how brave Zhou Zheng was.

Zhou Ping knew how brave Zhou Zheng was, so he just followed Zhou Zheng and fought alongside him, guarding against any hidden arrows for him.

But the real elite of the Zhenbei Army had never seen such a posture.

It was already quite difficult for the emperor to be on the front line in person, and it was unprecedented for him to take the lead. And it was even more unheard of for him to be able to kill people like Zhou Zheng.

They knew Zhou Zhengyong, but never thought that Zhou Zheng would be so brave.

Without the support of tens of thousands of elite soldiers, Zhou Zheng alone was able to tear through the enemy's defenses and advance straight into the enemy. This made the thousands of elite soldiers of the Zhenbei Army feel a gesture they had never seen before. Even when they followed the former Zhenbei King Xiao Mu, they had never seen such a brave man.

For a moment, the morale of tens of thousands of elite Zhenbei Army was high.

A mere 50,000 people, with Zhou Zheng as the center, were like a sharp blade, fiercely piercing into the 300,000-strong army.

The speed was so fast that even Shi Sui, Yan Pan and others in the back were unable to react.

As for the 300,000 elite troops of the imperial court, they were stunned where they were, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Could it be that three hundred thousand people would be torn to pieces by a mere fifty thousand?!

Could it be that I will lose this battle?

Countless thoughts echoed in the minds of the elites of the imperial court.

And in the deepest part of the army, which was also the safest place, the Prime Minister was watching this scene coldly.

"Prime Minister, if we don't counterattack, our morale will be crushed."

Finally, some generals could not bear it any longer. This so-called luring the enemy into deep territory had resulted in the killing of thousands of elite soldiers within just a few minutes. Most importantly, they could feel that the army was on the verge of collapse.

On the battlefield, things change rapidly.

But once something goes wrong, it can be quite dangerous.

After hearing this, the prime minister finally took action.

He didn't care how many of his men had died, but slowly opened his eyes and looked at the 50,000 Northern Zhen Army that had rushed into the 300,000-strong imperial army.

When the last person was submerged in the imperial army, a smile finally appeared on the corner of the prime minister's mouth.

He knew that at this moment, even if Zhou Zheng and the others wanted to escape, there was nowhere to escape.

"Now, it's time to close the net."

The Prime Minister stretched his body, leaned forward slightly, and then turned his eyes meaningfully.

"Send the order!"

"Strangle the rebels with all your might!"

The Prime Minister's words finally made the generals around him feel relieved. If they did not take action, they were really worried that something unexpected would happen.

Now, if everything were still possible!

"Also, a message!"

"Whoever injures Zhou Zheng will be made a marquis! Whoever kills Zhou Zheng will be given the surname Wang!"

"Anyone who fights Zhou Zheng will be rewarded with ten gold coins. Anyone who survives the fight will be rewarded with a thousand gold coins!"

When these words were spoken, the generals around him were stunned, and then a look of madness appeared in their pupils.

Everyone knows that when there is a big reward, there will always be brave men!

Zhou Zheng is indeed fierce and brave enough to fight ten thousand men, but what does it matter?

In the eyes of the prime minister, this kind of courage is nothing more than the courage of a common man!

If ten people can't kill Zhou Zheng, then use a hundred people. If a hundred people can't kill Zhou Zheng, then use a thousand people. If a thousand people still can't kill Zhou Zheng, then use ten thousand people!

If ten thousand people isn’t enough, then thirty thousand people will do!

If 30,000 people isn’t enough, then let’s do 100,000!

He has a total of 300,000 people!!!

This is the confidence of the Prime Minister!

If Da Zhou wants to change his name, Zhou Zheng must die!

No matter what the cost!

Thinking of this, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of the prime minister's mouth, and then he turned his head and looked at the white spot on the battlefield.

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