Nine dragons fight for the throne, I don't want to sit on this throne

Chu Ning looked Han Xing up and down and said with a smile, "I've wronged you to hide in Maple Leaf City for this period of time. Thank you for your hard work."

"As for today's battle, you have arrived at the battlefield on time. What crime have you committed?"

"By the way, how is the Qin army in Maple Leaf City?"

Han Xing said solemnly, "I have joined forces with General Xu Fang under Sima Yi to annihilate the Qin army outside the city."

"Although there were tens of thousands of Qin troops, our army and Wei's troops had the advantage in numbers, and our army also had cavalry, which caught the Qin army by surprise, causing the enemy to be completely annihilated, while our army only suffered 5,000 casualties."

The Qin army in Maple Leaf City had more than 40,000 soldiers, all of whom were elite. The defeat of this army also caused the Qin army to lose a reinforcement force.

"very good!"

Chu Ning laughed out loud and was about to open his mouth to praise him, but he inhaled a breath of night wind and immediately started coughing.

Wu Zhao's face changed slightly, and she stepped forward to support him and asked, "Is everything okay?"

After coughing several times, Chu Ning suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"I... cough cough... I'm fine!"

Chu Ning wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said in a deep voice: "Since the Qin army in Maple Leaf City has been completely wiped out, all the assets of the Qin State are here."

"Order, Zhao Yu leads the White Horse Cavalry, cooperates with Ma Chao's Liangzhou Iron Cavalry, and rushes from the left and right sides to defeat the Qin army's formation!"

"Pass the order, Guan Yun leads the Mo Dao team and shield soldiers to block the enemy in the front. Once the enemy retreats, immediately chase and kill them!"

"Pass the order, Ran Ming leads the archers and crossbowmen to cooperate with Guan Yun to resist the Qin army from the front. Once the Qin army retreats, immediately chase and kill them!"

"Pass the order, Crown Princess Feng Mulan must tie up Ying Ji's Qin army and prevent them from coming to support the front battlefield!"

"Order the 30,000 soldiers and horses left behind in the north of Julu City to attack the city immediately. We must not let Ying Zheng escape."

After giving five orders in a row, Chu Ning looked at Wu Zhao and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, please ask the Queen of the Great Zhou to transfer your troops to the front battlefield. They will be responsible for cutting off the connection between the Qin army and Julu City!"

"Whether it's the Qin army outside the city or the Qin army inside the city, I don't want to see them unite together."

Wu Zhao felt a little sorry for Chu Ning. Even in this state, he was still concerned about the battlefield.

But she quickly hid the worry in her eyes and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I will go there in person and will never let the Qin army unite!"

After she finished speaking, she turned around and rode away without waiting for Chu Ning to refuse.

Chu Ning looked at the noble figure, a look of heartache on his face.

As the ruler of a country, Wu Zhao actually had no need to come here.

The other party's purpose in coming here was just to defeat Qin Jun as soon as possible and help him get the Flame Grass to remove the poison.

Thinking of this, Chu Ning looked at Han Xing and said in a deep voice: "General Han Xing, you lead my personal guards and cooperate with the cavalry to break through the Qin army formation from the side!"

Han Xing's expression changed slightly: "Your Highness, the battlefield is changing rapidly, you cannot be without your personal soldiers to protect you!"

But Chu Ning shook his head firmly and said: "The outcome of this battle has been decided, and no one can get past you and kill me here!"

"This Zhang Han, I just let him come here on purpose. Since he wants to die, I will help him!"

"By the way, you can take Zhang Han's head and lower the morale of the Qin army."

Han Xing responded and immediately ordered his men to chop off Zhang Han's head.

Three quarters of an hour later, under the pitch-black night, Zhang Han's head with eyes wide open was being displayed on the spears of the Chu army.

When the blood-stained head passed by the left wing of the Qin army, the black bird flag in the hand of the flag-bearing officer Fan Ling shook violently, and he clearly saw the cross-shaped scar on General Zhang's forehead - it was left when he fought with the barbarians three years ago.

"It must be a trick of Chu Gou!"

Fan Ling roared while suppressing his trembling, but he found that the crossbowman next to him was staring with his eyes wide open, with a look of fear on his face.

Soldiers farther away had already thrown away their spears, knelt on the ground and kowtowed in the direction of the head: "There is a scar on General Zhang's forehead, this is indeed General Zhang's head!"

But some people shouted angrily: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, General Zhang can't die in the hands of the Chu people!"

"That's right. General Zhang has personal soldiers around him. This head must be fake!"

Just as the Qin army was in panic, a thunderous roar suddenly broke out from the Chu army, and Zhao Yu's white horse volunteers came like an avalanche.

These war horses were all covered in silver armor, and the bronze visors inlaid on the horse's head made soul-stirring sounds when they charged.

The heavy shield soldiers in the front row of the Qin army had not yet formed a battle formation when their shields were pierced by the three-sided armor-piercing cones specially made by the White Horse Cavalry.

A young sergeant suddenly cried out: "The general is dead, who should we work for?"

But the one who answered him was the iron cavalry of the Chu army!

At this moment, panic spread like wildfire.

The three thousand-man teams on the right wing began to retreat, and the supervisory team killed seventeen people in a row but still could not stop the retreat.

Guan Yun's Modao team took the opportunity to press forward. The eight hundred warriors all held two-meter-long swords. With the flying blades, they actually split the Qin army's armored men and horses into two pieces.

Ran Ming's archers fired in unison from thirty steps away. The specially made whistling arrows made a sharp sound, and a captain fell off his horse with every whistling sound.

"Hold on! That head must be fake..." Fan Ling's roar came to an abrupt end.

A three-meter-high pole was suddenly erected in front of the Chu army. Zhang Han's headless body was suspended in the air by iron chains, and the broken purple-gold lion-head armor jingled in the wind.

The most fatal evidence was the jade bracelet on the corpse’s right hand - it was a sacred object for archery bestowed by the Qin Emperor himself, with the seal script "Zhangshi Yongzhen" engraved on the inside.

At this moment, the sound of thunderous drums suddenly came from the battlefield in the west.

Feng Mulan's heavy sword finally split open Ying Ji's black iron mask, and the weapon of this Qin army general was broken into three pieces.

The two men fought in the chaos for three days and three nights, and all the pebbles within a hundred feet were chopped into powder by their weapons.

When Ying Ji used the "Dragon Raising its Head" stunt for the seventh time, Feng Mulan suddenly swung out her left hand and lightly wrapped around the knife.

He crushed the rock with his right foot and used the force to fly into the air, and the spinning blade flashed across his head like a full moon.

Ying Ji maintained a blocking posture until his death, not until the blood line extended from his forehead to his crotch, and his body suddenly split into two.

"The Western Army was defeated!"

I don't know who shouted this death warrant first, but the entire Qin army's front line collapsed in an instant.

Ma Chao's Liangzhou cavalry turned into a torrent, charging specifically at the points where the fleeing soldiers were most concentrated.

These men from Longxi hung copper bells on their horses' backs, and wherever their iron hooves passed, there was a purgatory scene of "bells ringing and people dying".

A Qin general tried to reorganize his formation, but Ran Ming's rockets set the plains below on fire. The three thousand remaining soldiers wailed in the flames and fell into hell.

The war drums on the top of Julu City were still sounding, but outside the city were all fallen Qin army flags.

Fan Ling took one last look at Zhang Han's head, thrust the command flag fiercely into the mud, and turned around to blend into the flood of fleeing soldiers.

Behind him, Chu Ning's red phoenix banner was rising towards the morning sun, and the blood-stained flag corners brushed across the broken armor on the ground, as if putting a seal on this bloody dusk.

Chu Ning looked up at Julu City, a cold look flashed in his eyes.

It's time for this battle to end.

Ying Zheng, you have lived too long!