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

Outside the palace gate, a silver-white wave suddenly emerged under the moonlight.

They were all white horses, with knights wearing silver armor and white robes, and long spears like a forest. They were the world-famous White Horse Cavalry!

The leading general had a handsome face, bright eyes, and held a silver spear with a cold glow at the tip. It was Zhao Yu, the commander of the White Horse Cavalry.

"White Horse Cavalry, charge!" Zhao Yu gave an order, and three thousand cavalry rushed towards the palace gate like a torrent.

Lin Jian was so frightened that he shouted, "Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

But it was too late.

The white horse cavalry rushed to the front in an instant like gods descending from heaven.

The first row of cavalrymen held their spears horizontally and charged forward using the momentum of their horses.

The cavalry in the second row drew their bows and arrows, and the arrows flew like locusts.

The third row of cavalrymen held sabers, the blades reflecting the firelight, and they were filled with murderous aura.

"Puchi——" the sound of spears piercing flesh was endless.

Although the Lin family warriors were brave, they were like paper in front of the regular cavalry and were torn to pieces in an instant.

Some tried to resist with spears, but were knocked back several feet with their spears. Some turned around to flee, but were shot through the back by arrows. Some were even trampled into meat paste by war horses.

Zhao Yu took the lead, his silver spear was as sharp as a dragon, blood and flesh flew wherever it went. He locked his eyes on Lin Jian and urged his horse to go straight for the enemy chief.

"Protect the head of the family!" More than a dozen Lin family warriors rushed forward and formed a human wall.

Zhao Yu sneered, and the silver spear drew a dazzling arc of light. The three assassins fell to the ground with blood spurting from their throats.

He pressed the saddle with his left hand, and the whole person flew into the air, leaping over the heads of the crowd and heading straight for the forest stream.

"Lin Jian, die!" Zhao Yu stabbed down in the air with his spear, and the cold light from the tip of the spear suddenly increased by three feet.

Lin Jian hastily raised his sword to block, and with a loud "clang" sound, he retreated seven steps, his palms cracked, and the sword almost slipped out of his hand.

This fight immediately revealed the winner.

"Zhao Yu! Do you think you can save Chu Ning by bringing people to support?" Lin Jian shouted in a stern voice.

Zhao Yu landed steadily, pointed his spear sideways, and said, "Traitors and traitors, everyone has the right to kill them!"

The two exchanged more than ten moves in a short time. Although Lin Jian was a martial arts master, he was at a loss under Zhao Yu's sharp spear skills and was in danger.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, he suddenly pulled something out of his sleeve and threw it to the ground.

With a muffled "bang", thick smoke spread instantly.

Zhao Yu held his breath and retreated. When the smoke dissipated, Lin Jian was nowhere to be seen.

"Chase! We can't let him get away!" Chu Ning shouted sternly.

Zhao Yu raised his hand to stop him: "Don't worry, Your Highness. Our troops are guarding all four gates. He can't escape."

Just as the White Horse Cavalry swept through the rebels at the South Gate, the battles at the other three gates of the palace also became fierce.

Outside the north gate, Meng Xiao was commanding the strong men of the Meng family to attack the city gate.

Most of these able-bodied men were tenants and domestic slaves who were forcibly conscripted. Holding simple farm tools and wooden sticks, they rushed towards the city wall like a tide, driven by Meng's personal soldiers.

"Go ahead! The first one to reach the city will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of silver!" Meng Xiao brandished two swords and personally supervised the battle.

Suddenly, arrows rained down from the city walls, but they were not shot at the strong men attacking the city, but directly at the Meng family's personal soldiers in the rear.

Meng Xiao was horrified. Before he could react, the city gate burst open and a team of cavalry rushed out like a hurricane.

The leading general had a face as red as a date and held a huge axe in his hand. He was none other than General Zhenbei, Ran Ming.

"Meng Xiao! You gathered a crowd to rebel, what crime should you be punished for!" Ran Ming's voice was like a loud bell, and with a swing of the huge axe, three of Meng's personal soldiers were instantly beheaded.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Meng Xiao turned around and ran away.

Ran Ming sneered, took an iron bow from the saddle, put an arrow on it and pulled the string, all in one go.

"Go!"

The arrow was like a meteor and hit Meng Xiao's right leg.

He screamed and fell to the ground. Before he could get up, he was captured alive by Ran Ming.

Outside the east gate, Bai Miao was commanding archers to suppress the defenders on the city wall.

The head of the Bai family, who was famous for his literary talent, now had a ferocious look on his face and kept urging his men to shoot arrows.

"Shoot! Shoot them to death!"

Suddenly, the sound of orderly footsteps came from behind.

Bai Miao looked back and saw a team of heavily armored infantry advancing like a wall, their shields forming a solid barrier and their spears like a forest. They were the Chu army.

The leading general had a white face and no beard, holding an iron spear, and it was Chen An.

"Bai Miao, you colluded with Lin Jian to rebel, today is the day you die!" Chen An said coldly.

Bai Miao's face turned pale, and he said in a trembling voice: "General Chen, this is all a misunderstanding... I just..."

"Shut up!" Chen An pointed his spear and said, "Put down your weapons, or I will kill you without mercy!"

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the able-bodied men of the Bai family threw down their weapons and surrendered.

Bai Miao wanted to explain himself, but Chen An knocked him to the ground with a spear and tied him up tightly.

Outside the west gate, Zhao Pan's heavily armored soldiers were in a stalemate with the defenders. The Zhao family's private soldiers were well-equipped and well-trained, and the defenders found it difficult to repel them for a while.

At this moment, a surprise force rushed out from the flank. It was the light cavalry led by Yang Xingye.

These cavalrymen were armed with scimitars and moved as fast as the wind. They specifically attacked the joints of the heavily armored soldiers and killed them so badly that the Zhao family soldiers cried for their parents.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhao Pan took off his heavy armor and tried to escape.

Yang Xingye was quick-witted and quick-handed. He swung out the lasso, accurately caught Zhao Pan's neck and dragged him to the ground.

"Zhao Pan, are you in such a hurry to leave?" Yang Xingye sneered, "His Highness is still waiting to see you!"

Inside the palace, the war was drawing to a close.

The White Horse Cavalry was clearing out the remaining enemies, and the Imperial Guards began to treat the wounded.

Chu Ning stood in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, looking at the devastated palace with a calm expression.

Zhao Yu walked over quickly and knelt on one knee: "I am late in coming to your rescue, please forgive me, Your Highness."

Chu Ning personally helped him up: "If General Zhao hadn't arrived in time, the consequences would have been disastrous. What about Lin Jian?"

Zhao Yu said in a deep voice: "He was intercepted by our people at the city gate and has been imprisoned with three other people."

Chu Ning nodded and said, "The four major families have deep roots. Although they were defeated today, they are still strong. Pass the order to search the whole city for the people of the four major families. Find them alive or dead."

At this time, Yun Jianye, Jia Yu, Ran Ming, Yang Xingye, Chen An and others came with Zhao Pan, Meng Xiao, Bai Miao and Zhao Pan.

The four clan leaders were tied up and looked miserable.

Meng Xiao yelled, "Chu Ning! You are so cruel and ruthless, someone will kill you sooner or later!"

Bai Miao burst into tears: "Your Highness, please spare my life! It was all Lin Jian who forced me to do this... I am willing to give away all my property..."

Zhao Pan remained silent, but there was a gleam of resentment in his eyes.

Lin Jian stared at Chu Ning, with unwillingness flashing in his eyes.

Chu Ning glanced at the four people coldly: "Jin State is already in my pocket, and you dare to resist and even send people to assassinate Yang Xingye and Lord Yun!"

"Humph, this time, I will catch you all in one fell swoop. No one in Jin will be able to stop my new policy."

Without the four major families, no one dared to step forward.

It will be easier for Yun Jianye to govern Jin in the future.

But Lin Jian clenched his hands tightly and said in a deep voice: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. If we lose, we admit defeat!"

"However, we are not convinced. How on earth did you mobilize the manpower to support us so quickly?"

"And Ran Ming, didn't he go back to recuperate?"