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

The confrontation between the two army commanders was like the center of a storm, and the surrounding soldiers spontaneously made way for them.

The original color of Zhao Yu's white armor could no longer be seen, and Xu Fang's golden armor also had many dents.

Sparks flew as guns and swords clashed.

Zhao Yu is young and strong, and every move he makes hits the vital points.

Xu Fang is experienced and can always turn danger into safety at the critical moment.

"General! The South Gate has been breached!"

When the bad news came, Xu Fangzheng was shot in the knee by Zhao Yu.

Xu Fang knelt on one knee, but still swung his sword to block the fatal blow towards his throat.

He looked to the south and saw that Ma Chao's flag had been hoisted on the city wall.

Night fell completely, but the fighting did not stop.

The Chu army lit thousands of torches, illuminating the city walls as bright as day.

Han Xing's troops had already entered the streets of the East Gate and engaged in street fighting with the Wei army.

At three quarters past midnight, Xu Fang retreated to the prefectural governor's mansion with his last three hundred personal guards.

Xu Fang's right arm was pierced by an arrow and he could only hold the sword with his left hand.

He looked at the wounded soldiers around him and suddenly smiled: "Everyone, do you regret following me to death?"

The bodyguards slapped their bloody hands on their breastplates in place of an answer.

Xu Fang nodded and turned to the approaching fire on the courtyard wall: "Then let the Chu thieves see what Wei's backbone is!"

"Everyone, follow me and fight!"

He knew that he couldn't leave tonight, so he might as well take someone with him before he died!

Outside the prefect's mansion, flames shot up into the sky and the shouts of killing were deafening.

Xu Fang stood in front of the mansion gate, holding a big knife. The three hundred guards beside him were covered in blood, but they still held their weapons tightly with firm eyes.

"Soldiers!"

Xu Fang's voice was hoarse, but it exploded like thunder: "A man of Wei would rather die than surrender! Today, follow me and fight your way out!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Three hundred guards roared in unison, shaking the long street.

Xu Fang no longer hesitated, swung his sword, and rushed into the enemy camp first.

His swordsmanship was fierce and domineering. Every time he chopped down a Chu soldier, he would be cut in two.

Blood splattered everywhere, broken limbs and arms were scattered all over the ground. Xu Fang was like a tiger descending from the mountain. Wherever he passed, no one of the Chu army could stop him!

"Stop him! Stop him!"

The captain of the Chu army shouted in fear, but before he could finish his words, Xu Fang slashed him in half with a sword. Blood gushed out, staining Xu Fang's armor red.

However, the Chu army was large in numbers and the guards fell one after another.

The captain of Xu Fang's personal guards was pierced through the chest by three spears at the same time. Before he died, he still held on to a Chu soldier tightly, allowing Xu Fang to cut off the man's head with one knife.

"General! Go!"

A young personal soldier roared and stood in front of Xu Fang, but was shot into a hedgehog by arrows.

Xu Fanghu's eyes were filled with tears, but he still gritted his teeth, brandished his sword, and continued to charge forward.

His armor had long been damaged, and there were many wounds on his body that were bleeding, but his blade was still sharp, and every blow was carried with the determination to kill!

At this moment, the Chu army in front suddenly split up, and a white figure came riding a horse, with a spear like a dragon, pointing directly at Xu Fang!

"Xu Fang!"

Zhao Yu shouted coldly, the tip of his spear flashing with a cold light: "The battle that was not finished during the day will continue now!"

Xu Fang laughed wildly and swung his sword fiercely: "Zhao Yu! If I can kill you before I die, I will die a worthy death!"

Before he could finish his words, Xu Fang pounced out like a beast, and chopped down on his head with his big knife with a whistling sound!

Zhao Yu blocked with his spear, the sword and spear collided, sparks flew, and Zhao Yu's arm became numb from the shock.

Xu Fang's swordsmanship is powerful and it's a life-or-death fight!

He completely ignored his own defense, and every blow he made was aimed directly at Zhao Yu's vital points, forcing Zhao Yu to retreat again and again and could only defend himself.

"You old bastard, fight to the death!" Zhao Yu gritted his teeth and thrust his spear out like a snake, but was deflected by Xu Fang's knife.

Xu Fang took advantage of the situation and approached, sweeping his sword across. Zhao Yu dodged sideways, but the blade still cut a deep crack on his shoulder armor.

"Come again!" Xu Fang roared, and his sword became more ferocious.

However, after a fierce battle for a whole day, Xu Fang was finally at the end of his strength.

His movements began to slow down and his breathing became heavy.

Zhao Yu noticed this keenly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the momentum of his gun suddenly changed!

"Xu Fang, you lost!"

Zhao Yu's spear stabbed out like lightning! Xu Fang swung his sword to block, but his strength was too low and his sword was half a beat slower. The tip of the spear had already pierced his chest like a venomous snake!

"Puff!" Blood gushed out. Xu Fang's body swayed, but he still held the hilt of the knife tightly and refused to fall down.

"The State of Wei...will not be destroyed..." Blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were wide open, staring at Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu was silent for a moment, then suddenly drew his gun.

Xu Fang's body fell to the ground with a loud bang, and his blood dyed the stone steps in front of the prefect's mansion red.

At the same time, on Ximen Street, the remnants of the Wei army fled in all directions, and Guan Yun led the Chu cavalry to chase them indiscriminately.

Suddenly, a roar came from the front, and a remnant of the Wei army did not retreat but advanced and rushed towards the Chu army!

The leader was none other than Xiahou Mao, deputy general of the Wei army!

He was covered in blood and his armor was torn to pieces, but the sword in his hand still shone coldly.

"Chu bandits! Don't even think about setting foot here!" Xiahou Mao roared, swung his sword, and instantly knocked down two Chu cavalrymen.

Guan Yun saw this and murderous intent surged in his eyes: "How dare you, you daring thief, slaughter my men!"

He squeezed his legs against the horse's belly, and the Green Dragon Crescent Blade cut through the night sky, heading straight for Xiahou Mao!

"clang!"

The two knives collided, sparks flying!

Xiahou Mao's jaws were cracked, but he still gritted his teeth and resisted.

Guan Yun sneered, changed the momentum of his sword, and swept it across suddenly, forcing Xiahou Mao to retreat several steps.

"Come again!" Xiahou Mao roared, slashing wildly with his sword, and the wind from the sword whistled.

Guan Yun did not dodge or evade, and attacked with his Qinglong sword like a swimming dragon. The two men's swords flashed, and their horses neighed. The surrounding soldiers retreated and dared not get close.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The sound of blades clashing was incessant. Although Xiahou Mao was brave, he was eventually exhausted and his blade power gradually slowed down.

Guan Yun seized the opportunity and slashed down with his sword. Xiahou Mao blocked it with his sword, but was knocked to his knees by the huge force!

"Die!" Guan Yun roared, and the Qinglong Sword slashed down like thunder!

"puff!"

Xiahou Mao's head flew high into the air, blood splattering three feet! The headless body fell to the ground with a thud. Guan Yun snorted coldly and retracted his long sword.

"Continue the cleanup! Leave no one behind!"

At this time, Han Xing at the East Gate and Ma Chao at the North Gate also led their troops to launch the final cleanup.

Han Xing, holding a long spear, personally led his troops into the alley where the remnants of the Wei army gathered.

His tactics were cold-blooded and efficient. Anyone who resisted would be killed, and those who surrendered would be taken outside the city for centralized disposal.

"General, we found the remnants of the Wei army hiding in civilian houses!" the soldier reported.

Han Xing sneered: "Set fire! Force them out!"

Soon, a raging fire broke out, and the Wei soldiers rushed out screaming, but were shot like hedgehogs by archers who had been lying in ambush.

Ma Chao at the north gate was even more brutal. He personally led his cavalry through the streets, charging and killing anyone wearing Wei army uniforms, regardless of whether they surrendered or not.

"Kill! Leave no one behind!"

Ma Chao grinned grimly, pierced the chest of a Wei soldier with his spear, and then swung it hard, knocking down several people with the corpse.

At the hour of Mao the next day, Chu Ning, who was watching the battle outside the city, received the battle report.

Jia Yu stepped forward respectfully and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, the four generals have brought victory news. The Wei army has completely lost its resistance, and the remaining enemy forces in the city are being eliminated!"

Chu Ning's eyes were icy, showing no mercy. "Order all the reserve troops to enter the city. All Wei troops will be killed!"

"Yes!" Jia Yu took the order and left.

Soon, the Chu army's reserve troops poured into Dongping City like a tide and began the final massacre.

This massacre lasted for two full days and two nights!

Corpses piled up like mountains on the streets, and blood dyed the entire city red.

Dongping City fell.