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

Countless gunshots shook the battlefield.

For a moment, everyone was terrified, with fear on their faces.

When they kept seeing their comrades falling in pools of blood, the imperial court's 300,000 elite soldiers finally lost their initial confidence in victory.

No one knows how much gunpowder Xiao Guan and others have, and no one knows how many backup plans they have prepared.

If they had planned to fight to the death at the beginning, now they were defeated.

The most terrifying thing in this world is never a one-on-one fight, but the fear brought about by countless uncertain factors. This fear is like an endless abyss, making it impossible to find the end, see hope, or see the future.

What will be the reward for such a struggle?!

It will be an endless massacre!

If at the beginning there were still some elite members of the imperial court who thought that the gunshots were just sporadic and scattered, then the deafening sound of countless continuous gunshots completely shattered the last bit of self-deception in their hearts.

Even the Prime Minister's face turned extremely pale at this moment.

His face was shaking, ashen, full of disbelief, and even his whole body was shaking.

"Prime Minister, we still have a chance!"

Seeing the Prime Minister so timid was a stark contrast to his previous interview with Zhou Zheng. Many generals felt endless disappointment in their hearts.

I thought that when the Prime Minister met Zhou Zheng, they could have a casual chat. He thought that he had enough courage to act alone, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Even the Prime Minister was pretending.

He is afraid of death, more than anyone else.

But now is not the time for them to make excuses. They will all prosper together and suffer together. Let everyone know that if they fail, not only the prime minister, but also the aristocratic families behind them will not be able to escape.

Thinking of this, the generals looked at each other, then gritted their teeth and began to make suggestions to the prime minister.

After all, if the Prime Minister gave up completely, then they would have no other choice but defeat.

Three hundred thousand elite soldiers are not only the elite of the imperial court, but also the last trump card of the aristocratic families.

The loss of these 300,000 elite soldiers meant that the aristocratic families had lost the opportunity to truly compete with the imperial court and the imperial power.

At that time, all the elites from the aristocratic families who came today were sinners of their families.

"Tell me, what other methods are there?!"

After hearing this, the Prime Minister finally came back to his senses.

At this moment, he no longer cared about anything else and had only one thought, which was to find a way to survive.

Even if more than half of the last 300,000 troops were lost, it didn't matter, as long as we could win.

At this moment, the Prime Minister just understood why Emperor Tianjing was still worried when the 300,000 troops were dispatched.

It turned out that Zhou Zheng's strength was really strong, far beyond his imagination.

If there is no absolute possibility of killing and winning, then even if they have overwhelming numbers, they may not be able to get the results they want.

"Let the army advance and kill Zhou Zheng!"

"As long as Zhou Zheng dies, everything will be over."

Some generals stared fiercely in the direction of Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng only has a few hundred men around him now. Although they are all elite, how many soldiers and generals can such elites withstand being slaughtered?! If 3,000 is not enough, then 30,000. If 30,000 is not enough, then 100,000!

They didn't believe that Zhou Zheng was an iron wall and that even a spit from one of them would be enough to kill him.

Zhou Zheng is their core. Killing Zhou Zheng will solve the problem once and for all.

"But, I just gave the order..."

But the prime minister shook his head. It was not that he had not thought about it, but the final result did not seem to be the case.

Zhou Zheng's bravery had already exceeded everyone's expectations. Even with only a few hundred riders to protect him, he was unstoppable and the army was unable to kill him!

Moreover, the army's morale was no longer what it was at the beginning. He even worried that if he gave the order, the soldiers' last will to fight would be crushed.

Might as well just run away now! ?

"Prime Minister!"

"We are willing to personally kill Zhou Zheng and lead the charge!"

As if they had sensed the Prime Minister's thoughts, some soldiers could not help but kneel down and plead in a deep voice.

The other generals felt the same way when they saw this. They were now like dumb people eating bitter herbs and unable to speak out their pain. They had originally thought that if they did not let Huang Cheng come, they could take most of the credit themselves, but now it seems that this is not the case.

But it's no use saying anything now.

They must make the Prime Minister determined to fight to the death.

Only if we work together can we have a chance to turn the situation around.

Even if Zhou Zheng had a musket, they didn't believe that Zhou Zheng's musket had endless bullets.

If they really had unlimited bullets, Zhou Zheng would not have risked charging in the first place. In other words, they had a limited number of bullets.

Although the exact number is unknown, some rational generals have already vaguely guessed it.

What we need to do now is not to wait until Zhou Zheng has used up all his bullets before attacking, but to directly crush Zhou Zheng.

You know, if tens of thousands of bullets were used up, I'm afraid that the 300,000-strong army would have already scattered like birds and beasts, a group of loose sand with absolutely no will to fight.

Now, while these soldiers are still unconscious, they still have the strength to fight.

"Prime Minister, please hold on!"

Seeing the Prime Minister's hesitation, the soldiers looked at each other, and then, regardless of the Prime Minister's orders, they directly ordered the drummer to beat the drum and attack!

Boom boom boom! ! !

The drumbeat was huge and full of rhythm, which made the elite troops of the imperial court, who had been scattered, regain some fighting spirit.

At this time, the battlefield was already in a blood-thirsty state. After a brief period of distraction, many elite troops of the imperial court gathered together again.

After all, they were trained by aristocratic families. Even if they could not fight as well as a large army like the Zhenbei Army, their individual combat capabilities were equally strong, at least not weaker than those new troops of the Zhenbei Army.

Even if they don't have skilled coordination, they are well-equipped and have an absolute advantage in numbers, so they still have a chance to turn the situation around.

At this time, no one cared about the so-called mobilization for a decisive battle.

No matter which side it is, they all know that this is a decisive battle, a fight to the death.

Feeling the return of the imperial elite, Xiao Guan and the others' expressions darkened again.

Fortunately, not only Xiao Guan had muskets, but Shi Sui, Yan Pan and others also had them. The only difference was that they had fewer muskets and could only fire in bursts, which could only slightly deter the enemy.

But even so, it is already a good advantage.

"damn it!"

Another blow of the sword killed the enemy on the opposite side. Shi Sui was now covered in blood. He gritted his teeth, and a hint of madness appeared in his eyes.

Three hundred thousand enemy troops are simply too many.

They can't be killed, they can't be killed at all.

Their swords were already chipped, the blood of the earth had long since dyed the land red, and even the air had turned into a bloody chaos.

But when I looked up, I saw a dark mass of enemies.

No one knows how long it will take to complete the killing.

But there was one thing Shi Sui understood very well, that was the new Zhenbei Army was being constantly consumed as time went by.

This consumption rate is very fast.

For the Zhenbei New Army, being able to exchange one life for another is already quite good.

However, once the Zhenbei New Army is completely consumed, how much fighting power will they have left?!

"Brothers, hold on!"

"You must hold on!"

"Now, it's a battle of whose will is stronger and whose life is tougher!"

With a roar, Shi Sui rushed into the enemy army again, and with a wave of his hand, he continued to reap the lives of the enemy.

The same situation happened to Yan Pan and others.

They are not afraid of life or death and are truly the elite among the elite.

Even later on, these people became like demons walking out of hell, covered in blood and emitting a murderous aura. Just by standing there, they made the enemy retreat and dare not approach them.

They were almost crazy, their bodies swaying as if they knew no fatigue, and they were waving their weapons wildly, desperately reaping the lives of the enemies.

"Something's wrong..."

However, in a trance, Xiao Guan, Shi Sui, Yan Pan and others realized that something was wrong.

They were deep within the enemy's territory, and should have been bearing the greatest pressure. But why?!

Why did they feel that something was going wrong the further they went?

Because the enemy army, which was originally pouring in like a tide, seemed to slow down its movements. What's worse, the soldiers no longer charged, but tried to besiege them.

The reduction in pressure did not make them feel relieved, but instead caused an extremely strong sense of unease to rise from deep within their hearts.

This uneasiness made their eyelids twitch constantly.

It was not until they looked up and looked around the battlefield that they felt their heads buzzing!

Because they saw the scene they least wanted to see!

That is the imperial army, not afraid or defeated!

Instead, they are madly converging in a certain direction!

That direction was none other than where Zhou Zheng was!

damn it! ! !

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