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

The moment the north gate of Julu City burst open, Meng Kuo led the Qin army to rush out madly.

The mighty roar actually scared the Liangzhou cavalry who were preparing to attack the city outside.

They did not expect that at this moment, the Qin army did not choose to defend, but instead chose to take the initiative to charge.

Although there were some Qin cavalry in the city, they were not many. Rushing out of the city to fight them at this moment would undoubtedly be courting death.

Soon, the Liangzhou cavalry outside the city reacted, roaring and waving their weapons and charging forward.

The two sides fought fiercely, with sharp arrows whistling and arriving before the two sides even started fighting.

Meng Kuo took the lead, waving his long spear and sweeping wildly towards the Liangzhou cavalry.

In just a blink of an eye, the bronze spear in Meng Kuo's hand had pierced through the bodies of three Liangzhou cavalrymen.

But the number of Qin troops was only one-third of that of the Liangzhou cavalry. After a short fierce battle, the signs of defeat were obvious!

But Meng Kuo still turned a blind eye to it, and led his troops to fight madly, allowing his armor to be stained with blood.

The sharp arrow whizzed down!

This fierce Qin general had seven broken arrows sticking out of his body and his shoulder armor was torn by a mace, but he still defended the six-horse chariot inlaid with gold and jade behind him.

The black curtains were embroidered with nine dragons, the gilded shafts were dazzling in the firelight, and even the six white horses pulling the carriage were covered in soft gold armor.

"Protect His Majesty and help him break out. Never let His Majesty fall into the hands of the enemy!" Meng Kuo suddenly shouted, his voice like thunder.

He slashed the chain mail of the Liangzhou cavalry general with his backhand, leaving the opponent's intestines hanging on the blade of the spear, and kicked the corpse towards the oncoming enemy cavalry.

This action caused the Tiger Guards around the imperial carriage to disperse tacitly, deliberately revealing the twelve-chapter-patterned crown tassels swaying in the gap between the curtains - the oriental pearl on the imperial crown was a unique item of the Qin Emperor.

"It's the crown of King Qin!" Roars of ecstasy broke out in the vanguard camp of Liangzhou.

The cavalry captain who was charging into the battle laughed wildly, pointed his saber at the imperial carriage and shouted, "Whoever cuts off Ying Zheng's head will be made a marquis!"

The thirty thousand cavalrymen suddenly turned into a black torrent, and countless horse hooves trampled the rammed earth plain into dust that blocked out the sun.

The light cavalrymen who were rushing in the front even threw down their bows and arrows, and pulled the reins with one hand to pull the curtain of the carriage, completely unaware of the sneer on Meng Kuo's mouth.

The real Ying Zheng was currently hiding in the shadow of the horse path on the city wall. He tore off his blood-stained crown with twelve chapter patterns, revealing the rhinoceros skin soft armor lining it.

Twenty guards had already changed into the brown leather armor of the Liangzhou Army, their horses were holding their mouths shut and their hooves were wrapped in linen. When the shouting and killing at the north gate reached its climax, this squad suddenly jumped out and rushed straight to the junction of the two camps in the northwest corner - there were more than a hundred Liangzhou auxiliary soldiers transporting arrows.

"Set fire to the kerosene!" Ying Zheng whispered.

The captain of the guard threw out three fire starters, and the flames scared the auxiliary soldiers so much that they fled in all directions.

They took advantage of the chaos to break through the deer horns. Ying Zheng could even hear the fierce laughter coming from the direction of the imperial carriage behind him:

"Ying Zheng is right here. As long as we kill him, this great achievement will be ours!"

At this time, in the central army south of the city, Chu Ning was looking at the Qin army being annihilated in front of him, with a look of confidence in victory on his face.

Suddenly, a soldier came to report: "Your Highness, Ying Zheng is leading the troops in the city to break out to the north. The Liangzhou cavalry has stopped them. Meng Kuo is protecting Ying Zheng's carriage and charging into battle."

"Ok?"

Chu Ning raised his eyebrows upon hearing this: "No, if Ying Zheng wanted to break out, he wouldn't have done it in such a grand manner."

"Cough cough..."

After coughing twice, Chu Ning wiped the black blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered: "This is a diversionary tactic. The person in the imperial carriage must not be Ying Zheng!"

"Humph, you actually want to sneak away in this way, it's simply wishful thinking."

Chu Ning's jade finger traced across the four cracks on the sand table, and he sneered and said, "Send the order, Zhao Yu, Guan Yun, Ran Ming, and Ma Chao each lead 3,000 cavalry, and divide them into four groups to intercept and kill Ying Zheng."

Soon, the four generals received the order and led their troops to the north of the city to track Ying Zheng's whereabouts.

In the northwest corner of the battlefield, Ran Ming's mace had turned dark red.

This bald warrior was so excited about killing that he rushed alone into the area where the fleeing Qin soldiers were most concentrated. Every time he swept across, skulls burst, but there was no sign of Ying Zheng.

This made Ran Ming very angry. He couldn't find any trace of Ying Zheng, and he was afraid that the other party had escaped.

"Ran Ming! We are progressing too slowly! We must speed up." Guan Yun's Modao team was fighting with the Qin cavalry.

The red-faced general used his sword skills to cut the horse's legs. Suddenly, he saw a group of Qin soldiers in black fleeing to the east, and shouted:

"Mo Dao formation, change the formation at Xun position!"

Suddenly, the two sides fought fiercely, but Guan Yun still didn't see any trace of Ying Zheng.

No matter how Ying Zheng disguised himself, they had both seen Ying Zheng before. If he showed up, they would definitely recognize him.

But after fighting for a long time, they didn't see Ying Zheng, not even anyone who looked like Ying Zheng, which made them very frustrated.

There is only one possibility in this situation: Ying Zheng is not here.

At the same time, Ma Chao's three thousand light cavalry had chased for ten miles.

The brave general squinted at the scattered bloodstains on the snow, and suddenly drew his bow and arrow - the armor-piercing arrow pierced through the treetops a hundred steps away, startling the crows and blocking the sun.

He looked at the crows' circling trajectory and sneered: "Someone is passing by here, and someone is injured. Chase after them!"

But after chasing for three miles with the cavalry, they encountered a group of remnants of the Qin army.

Ma Chao's face was gloomy. He didn't want to care about these defeated soldiers. However, when the other side saw them chasing him, they actually waved their weapons to kill them.

Ma Chao snorted coldly: "Kill them all!"

At the command, the two sides fought fiercely.

It was said to be a fierce battle, but in fact it was a massacre. Ma Chao led the cavalry as if they were in an empty land and killed the Qin army so hard that they screamed in pain.

The quietest battlefield is in the northeast corner.

Zhao Yu pointed his silver spear at the ground and looked quietly at the team of "Liangzhou Auxiliary Soldiers" three hundred steps away.

The soldiers pushed the grain carts steadily, but the ruts left by the wheels were abnormally deep.

When the cold wind blew the hair of the leading old soldier, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Ying Zheng, don't run away!" Zhao Yu suddenly spoke, startling the birds in the forest.

The silver spear stretched out like a dragon, instantly turning into a ray of cold light and fiercely stabbed at the leading old soldier!

Twenty guards formed a formation in an instant, and the gun shadows in the sky turned into a cage, killing three people instantly, but letting the old soldier escape.

Ying Zheng slowly took off his helmet, revealing his old but majestic face.

He placed his left hand on the Tai'a Sword, the crescent scar on his palm oozing blood: "Zhao Yu, you are worthy of being the most loyal dog under Chu Ning's seat!

"Ying Zheng, surrender!"

The silver spear stabbed out with a buzzing sound, but was blocked by the scabbard three inches away from the throat.

The two energies sent Ying Zheng flying backwards and he fell heavily to the ground. At this moment, Meng Kuo rushed over wielding a long spear.

Zhao Yu's face darkened, his body spun suddenly, and his spear smashed down fiercely.

Meng Kuo waved his spear to resist, but with a clang, the spear broke and the spear hit his shoulder hard.

With the sound of bones breaking, his right arm and his entire chest collapsed, and Meng Kuo's body fell down with a bang. His last look was towards Ying Zheng who had been captured by the Chu army not far away.

He knew that the Qin Dynasty was finished.