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

The April wind blew up the dust on the battlefield, and the iron hooves of the Gray Wolf Cavalry crushed the earth, rushing towards the Wei army's Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation like a black torrent.

Chu Ning stood on a high slope outside the city, his silver armor reflecting the cold morning light, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

He waved the flag in his hand, and five thousand Canglang cavalrymen, led by Ma Chao, charged into the Wei army.

Sima Yi stood on the high platform behind the formation, watching the Chu cavalry rush into the formation as if they were entering an empty space, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Chu Ning, you're courting death! Since he dares to send elite cavalry into the battle, he will surely dispatch his main force to rescue us. Then the troops we have ambushed at the west gate will be able to take advantage and rush in!"

The general Xu Fang standing by frowned, his eyes fixed on the Chu cavalry on the battlefield. Suddenly, his expression changed:

"Your Majesty, I feel like there's something strange about the Chu army today!"

"Oh?" Sima Yi glanced sideways: "What's strange about it?"

"Look at those cavalrymen!"

Xu Fang pointed at the Canglang Legion charging into the battle formation, "Each of them carries a battle flag of a different color: red, blue, green, yellow, and black—all five colors!"

Sima Yi narrowed his eyes and looked carefully, and indeed found that the Chu cavalry all had five-colored battle flags on their backs, which fluttered in the wind as they charged.

He snorted coldly and didn't care:

"What can a few flags do to me? The Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation is an ancient wonder, unpredictable and ever-changing. Even if Jia Yu were here in person, he wouldn't be able to decipher its secrets!"

Just as he finished speaking, a peculiar drum sound suddenly came from the top of Licheng City.

"Dong Dong~Dong Dong~", the rhythm of the two-two system is steady and powerful, like some kind of secret code.

In an instant, the Canglang Cavalry on the battlefield suddenly changed direction. All the cavalry carrying red battle flags suddenly turned their horses' heads and rushed straight to the Kun Gate of the Wei army's formation!

Xu Fang's pupils suddenly shrank, and he shouted sternly: "Not good! The Chu army has seen through the changes in the formation!"

He waved the command flag violently, and the Wei army quickly adjusted its formation, trying to block Kun Gate.

Outside the city, Chu Ning raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes: "Jia Yu really lived up to my expectations!"

On the city wall, Jia Yu stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes sharp as torches.

Seeing the Wei army change its formation, he immediately raised his hand to signal the drummer: "Two, four, drum!"

"Dongdong~Dongdongdong~"

The sound of drums suddenly changed, and the Gray Wolf Cavalry on the battlefield moved at the sound. All the cavalry carrying blue battle flags suddenly turned around and rushed straight to Kanmen!

Ma Chao took the lead, his spear like a dragon, blood splattered wherever he passed, and Wei soldiers fell to the ground one after another.

Sima Yi saw this, his face darkened, and he sternly ordered, "Shoot! Kill the enemy general!"

Hundreds of archers suddenly rushed out from the Wei army formation, and arrows rained down directly at Ma Chao!

"Raise your shield!"

Ma Chao shouted loudly, and the cavalry behind him rushed forward quickly, took off the shields on their backs, and with a clang, all the arrows were blocked.

The next moment, the Canglang cavalry charged again, and the Wei army archers retreated in panic. Ma Chao swept his spear across, like a tiger descending from the mountain, unstoppable!

Cold sweat broke out on Xu Fang's forehead. He waved the command flag again, and the Wei army changed its formation again, trying to block the Chu army's offensive.

Jia Yu sneered and said without hesitation: "Three or two drum beats!"

"Boom boom boom~ boom boom~"

The drum sounds changed again, and the Gray Wolf Cavalry moved at the sound. All the cavalry carrying green battle flags suddenly turned around and rushed straight out of the gate!

The Wei army's formation was torn apart again. Sima Yi's expression finally changed: "How is this possible?! How could they find the weak point of the formation so accurately?"

At the same time, at the west gate of Licheng.

Thirty thousand Wei troops were attacking the city frantically, with ladders set up and battering rams ramming the city gates, and shouts of killing shaking the sky.

On the west gate tower, Han Xing stood with his sword in hand, his armor splattered with blood.

He looked coldly at the Wei army that was surging like a tide under the city, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Release the rolling log!"

"boom--"

Three huge trees covered with iron spikes rolled down from the top of the city wall, crushed down the ladder, and brought up a dull sound of bones and flesh breaking.

The Wei army soldiers who were climbing fell down with screams, and the few at the bottom were crushed into meat paste. Blood dripped along the wooden spikes, drawing hideous patterns on the loess.

"Archers ready!"

Han Xing raised his hand and pulled the three hundred bows to full length at the same time.

"put!"

Arrows rained down, and a gap suddenly appeared in the shield formation of the charging Wei army.

But soon new soldiers arrived and continued to advance, stepping on the corpses of their companions.

A siege vehicle, pushed by dozens of strong men, slowly approached the city gate. The cowhide cover on the roof was full of arrows and it was squirming like a hedgehog.

"Hot oil!" Han Xing shouted.

The strong men behind the battlements immediately lifted up the boiling iron pot, and the dark red hot oil poured down the city wall.

Amidst the shrill howls, the Wei soldiers near the siege vehicle frantically scratched their scalded faces. Some of them rolled directly into the moat, and a layer of oil immediately floated on the water surface.

"boom!"

The siege vehicle finally hit the city gate, and the entire city wall shook.

Han Xing staggered and had to hold on to the battlement to steady himself.

He turned to his personal guards and shouted, "Tell the brothers in the city wall to prepare for a fire attack!"

"Whoosh!"

A feather arrow suddenly shot from under the city, heading straight for Han Xing's throat.

Han Xing snorted coldly and dodged sideways.

Han Xing was about to laugh, but then his expression suddenly changed: "Be careful of the ladder!"

Three ladders have been placed on the top of the city wall, and the iron helmets of the Wei army's vanguard are flashing coldly on the battlements.

Han Xing picked up a spare spear and swept it across, knocking the first enemy soldier who appeared off the city wall.

He turned and roared, "Prepare the gold juice!"

Inside the city wall, ten large pots were boiling a thick paste of sewage and poisonous weeds, and the stench was everywhere.

The strong men covered their mouths and noses with wet cloths and scooped the boiling hot golden juice into a special long-handled iron spoon.

"Pour!"

The yellow-brown venom poured down the ladder, and the climbing Wei army immediately let out inhuman screams.

Some people fell down, covering their faces, while others were bubbling all over but still mechanically climbed up until they were pierced by the defenders' spears.

The battle lasted until noon, and the moat had turned dark red.

The Wei army's offensive was finally temporarily halted, and the corpses piled up under the city were almost as high as the city walls.

Han Xing panted heavily and turned to look towards the main battlefield, where he could faintly hear the horn of the Canglang Legion.

He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, a smile flashing in his bloodshot eyes: "Looks like it's time to close the net on His Majesty's side."

The battle lasted for an hour, and the west gate was still deadlocked, making it difficult for the Wei army to break through. After the offensive slowed down, the Chu army also got a chance to rest.

And on the front battlefield.

Ma Chao led the Canglang Cavalry to charge through all eight gates of the Wei army's Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation. The Wei army's formation was in chaos and its morale collapsed.

Finally, the drumbeat on the city wall suddenly changed—"Fifty-five system!"

"Dongdongdongdongdong~Dongdongdongdongdong~"

The Canglang Cavalry moved upon hearing the sound. All the cavalry carrying red battle flags suddenly gathered together, like a sharp knife, and pierced directly into the Dui Gate of the Wei army's formation!

"boom--!"

With a loud bang, the Wei army's Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation completely collapsed!

Sima Yi and Xu Fang's expressions suddenly changed, and they exclaimed almost at the same time: "This is impossible!"

The Eight-Gate Golden Lock Formation, which they had high hopes for, was broken through by the Chu army!