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

"The upper position has completed the encirclement of Zhou Zheng."

"He only has a few hundred cavalrymen with him now. We can capture him in an hour at most."

In the imperial army camp, a general finally showed an excited look on his face.

He still underestimated the combat effectiveness of Zhou Zheng and the Zhenbei Army. As they charged recklessly, the 300,000-strong imperial army was forcibly dispersed, leaving countless corpses scattered on the ground and countless elite soldiers killed.

However, the Zhenbei Army became more and more courageous as the battle went on, especially the elite vanguard led by Zhou Zheng, who almost broke through the imperial camp.

Fortunately, this situation finally eased as the soldiers around Zhou Zheng died in battle.

When the prime minister heard this, his eyelids twitched slightly, and he also turned his head to look at where Zhou Zheng was.

Zhou Zheng was surrounded by a large army and hundreds of remaining soldiers. He had lost his initial fighting spirit and was in danger of being killed at any time.

"Capture alive or kill? Please let me know."

There was a blazing fire in the eyes of the soldiers. They had absolute reason and were 100% sure that they could kill Zhou Zheng.

The Prime Minister looked around, but there was a hint of doubt and even surprise in his eyes.

Apart from Zhou Zheng, tens of thousands of Zhenbei Army troops were still charging in an orderly manner.

Even though they were completely surrounded, the powerful murderous intent prevented the elite troops of the imperial court from getting close to them, and they could not cause any substantial casualties in a short period of time.

"Where are the hidden pieces?"

“Thousands of people with red ribbons tied around their arms, why aren’t they taking action?”

The Prime Minister muttered to himself, a hint of surprise in his words. Logically speaking, those were the elite of the aristocratic families, and they should have known that now was the best time to take action.

Why can't he see any signs of these hidden pieces tied with red strings making a move now?

Could there be any variables?

"Higher position?"

Just as the Prime Minister was thinking in his heart, a hurried urging voice sounded in his ears again, directly pulling his thousands of thoughts back.

"Humph, dying on the battlefield is everyone's highest honor!"

The superior took a deep breath, then turned his gaze back to the battle circle where Zhou Zheng was surrounded. There was a hint of madness in his eyes, and his gaze was burning with a raging fire.

Hundreds of people, how long can he hold on?!

"Send the order, beat the drums, and kill Zhou Zheng with all your might!"

As a rebuke order was issued, war drums sounded in the central army and military flags fluttered.

The soldiers who received the military order rushed towards Zhou Zheng like a tide, and the situation of the entire battle changed drastically again.

Feeling the changes in the elite forces of the imperial court, Xiao Guan frowned while charging. He knew that Zhou Zheng must have penetrated deep into the core. He knew that the main forces of the imperial court were fighting towards where Zhou Zheng was.

The imperial court was naturally aware of the principle of capturing the leader first.

What they wanted was to kill Zhou Zheng. As long as Zhou Zheng was killed, the rest of the Zhenbei Army would scatter like birds and beasts.

Unfortunately, this time Xiao Guan did not rush towards Zhou Zheng as expected, but his eyes flashed and a hint of madness appeared on his face.

The five thousand elite soldiers he led were also surrounded at this time.

Unfortunately, the elite troops of the imperial court did not dare to confront them head-on, but instead surrounded them.

Such a situation obviously gave Xiao Guan enough opportunities.

"Brothers, now!"

"Remember, don't waste any bullets."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Guan took out the musket that he had prepared long ago from the back of the wheelchair.

When the soldiers heard this order, a hint of bloodthirsty madness finally appeared in their eyes.

These five thousand elite soldiers were all musketeers and archers, and their purpose was to inflict a complete defeat on the elite troops of the imperial court after they were all absorbed into it.

The bigger the commotion and the greater the casualties, the more beneficial it will be for Zhou Zheng.

Especially now, the attention of the entire imperial army was on Zhou Zheng, and no one noticed the changes in Xiao Guan and others at this time.

"Load and shoot!"

Without any sexual fluctuations, Xiao Guan was the first to pull the trigger with a cold murderous intent.

Bang bang bang! ! !

All that was heard was the crisp sound of gunfire, which came from the army without any warning. The hasty whistling sound was like thunder falling from the sky, sweeping over with an unparalleled rolling posture.

Bang bang bang! ! !

When Xiao Guan pulled the first trigger, thousands of elite soldiers also took out their muskets from their backs.

This time, they pointed their guns directly at the 300,000 elite troops of the imperial court.

The moment they saw the muskets, these elite soldiers felt their heads buzzing and even stood there in a daze for a while, unable to come back to their senses.

How, is it possible?!

They simply could not imagine that these Zhenbei soldiers, who were surrounded by them and seemed to be in a prison that could be destroyed with a flick of the hand, would actually take out muskets at this time.

These elite soldiers of the imperial court are all core disciples of aristocratic families. Although they have never been on the battlefield, their knowledge is far beyond that of ordinary soldiers.

The moment they saw the musket, they felt their breathing was held down, their hair stood on end, and their pupils widened in disbelief.

Didn’t they say that the Zhenbei Army didn’t have muskets?

Didn't they say they've run out of ideas?!

Aren't they just lambs to be slaughtered?!

Why, why do they still have muskets now? The key is, the number is far from a few, but a lot, a lot!

Hundreds, maybe? Or thousands?!

"run!"

Finally, some clever elite imperial guards reacted, roared loudly, and turned to leave. After all, they knew better than anyone that if these muskets were real, they would be beyond human control.

Under the gun, all are equal.

Once they are hit by a bullet, they will be seriously injured if not killed.

At this time, they didn't care about so many things. They only had one goal, which was to survive.

Unfortunately, it was too late to react at this time.

These musketeers, under Xiao Guan's command, pulled the trigger one after another.

Every gunshot will inevitably take someone's life.

This is no longer a so-called battle, but a one-sided massacre, a true one-sided crushing.

Countless black muskets were aimed at these elite imperial guards, and the sound of countless musket shots instantly resounded throughout the land.

Those soldiers and generals who fled had no time to hide and turned into bloody corpses, piling up on the spot.

Blood was everywhere and corpses were scattered all over the ground.

In just a dozen breaths, with Xiao Mu as the center, within a radius of one kilometer, thousands of corpses of the imperial court's elite soldiers were lying in disorder.

The most important thing is that the massacre is not over.

None of the elite officers of the imperial court knew how many muskets and bullets Xiao Guan and his men had. They only knew that every time a deafening gunshot was heard, countless of their companions fell in a pool of blood.

The battlefield was cruel and there was no time for these people to hesitate or think. They could only mechanically flee to the periphery.

But the more this happened, the more the camp of 300,000 troops became corrupted.

Even many soldiers who did not have time to escape were trampled to death without knowing what was happening.

The victory was originally in the balance, and the momentum was unstoppable, but at this moment, the situation changed drastically.

Countless escapes, countless painful groans, and countless screams for survival continued to spread among the 300,000 imperial troops.

But the more this happened, the more excited the musketeers behind Xiao Guan became.

In order to save bullets and to better deter these elite troops of the imperial court, they chased after the fleeing elite troops.

Within the absolute range of the musket fire, they opened fire one after another.

Their movements were not fast, and they did not glance around blindly. Instead, they aimed, pulled the trigger, and killed the enemy.

This method seems to have a much slower pace, but it makes the atmosphere of the entire battlefield extremely tense.

This scene had already been noticed by the prime minister in the central army.

Similarly, it was noticed by Zhou Zheng who was in a critical moment.

"Boss, the real show has begun!"

Zhou Ping looked around and felt that the entire imperial army was surging like a tide. Countless people began to flee in all directions. When the entire camp collapsed, his tense heart finally showed a trace of relaxation.

So what if we have an army of 300,000?!

In front of Zhou Zheng, it was just a matter of a snap of the fingers!

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