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

On the city wall of Jicheng, Sima Yi was still hesitating.

"His Majesty!"

Cheng Yu suddenly pointed outside the city: "Look!"

Sima Yi looked in the direction of his finger and saw that a cavalry of the Chu army had circled behind the Scorpion Tribe at some point, cutting off their retreat.

Helian Hui's troops were completely surrounded and on the verge of destruction.

"That's too late!"

Sima Yi closed his eyes dejectedly, his voice hoarse: "Order, close the city gates tightly, and put the entire army on alert."

"Those 30,000 Scorpion cavalrymen outside the city..." Wang Jin asked anxiously.

"Let them fend for themselves."

Sima Yi turned and left, his back looking particularly desolate in the firelight: "I cannot take risks with Jicheng."

Cheng Yu and Wang Jin looked at each other and saw despair in each other's eyes.

Soon, in the Chu army's main tent south of the city, a scout knelt on one knee and said, "Your Majesty, the Wei army has not yet left the city to provide support."

Chu Ning chuckled: "It is indeed so."

He turned to Jia Yu and said, "Order a feint attack at the east and west gates to add fuel to Sima Yi's fire."

Jia Yu took the order and left.

Chu Ning stood alone outside the tent, looking towards Jicheng, a sneer flashed in his eyes.

The battle to destroy Wei is finally coming to an end.

While he was lost in thought, three rockets took off.

Suddenly, the Chu army from the east and west gates began to attack the city.

Chu Ning gathered his thoughts, his gaze sharpening once again. "After we annihilate these 30,000 elite Scorpion Tribe soldiers, I'd like to see what Sima Yi can do to resist the Chu cavalry."

At this time, in the Chu army camp in the north of the city, flames shot up into the sky and the shouts of killing were deafening.

The 30,000 cavalrymen led by Scorpion General Helian Hui poured into the camp like a tide, unaware that they had stepped into a carefully laid death trap.

Helian Hui swung his sword to block several stray arrows and roared, "Don't panic! Charge forward!"

He led the charge, his scimitar flashed a cold light, and he cut a Chu soldier in half.

The blood splattered on his hideous visor, adding a bit of ferocity.

At this moment, the earth suddenly shook.

The gates of the east and west camps opened at the same time, and two Chu cavalry units rushed into the battlefield like a torrent.

The army led by Ximen was General Guan Yun, who was in full possession of the Green Dragon Crescent Blade. Wherever he passed, the Scorpion cavalry fell like straw.

"My men, follow me and kill!" Guan Yun's voice was like a loud bell, and he swept his long sword across, and three Scorpion cavalrymen were cut down from their horses at the same time.

The cavalry he led quickly penetrated and cut off the Scorpion army's retreat in the blink of an eye.

In the direction of the east gate, the heavy armored infantry led by Zhou Cang, the deputy general of the Chu army, formed an iron wall formation, and advanced step by step with long spears like a forest.

The Scorpion Cavalry could not maneuver in the narrow camp, and their horses collided with each other in chaos.

"General, we are surrounded!" A Scorpion soldier rushed to Helian Hui's horse with blood all over his face.

Helian Hui looked around and saw corpses everywhere in the camp, most of them were Scorpion warriors.

Outside the camp, flames shot up into the sky, and reinforcements from the Chu army continued to pour in.

He gritted his teeth, veins popping out on his forehead. "Concentrate our forces and break out to the north!"

But it was too late.

The Chu cavalry had blocked the northern exit, and the Chu archers on the arrow tower kept shooting arrows, turning the Scorpion cavalry who tried to break through into hedgehogs.

The narrow camp road became a death corridor, and the Scorpion cavalry were crowded together, unable to advance or retreat.

"Ah!" Screams rang out one after another.

A scorpion centurion was pierced by three spears at the same time and hung in the air twitching.

Elsewhere, the Chu army's Modao team advanced in an orderly manner, and every time the three-meter-long Modao was swung, it brought up a rain of blood.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Helian Hui finally made up his mind: "The guards follow me!"

He led the last 500 elite soldiers and attacked towards the southeast corner of the camp.

The fire there is weaker, so there may still be a glimmer of hope.

Helian Hui brandished his scimitar and killed several Chu soldiers in succession.

His personal guards also fought bravely with him and actually fought their way out of the heavy encirclement.

"Stop them!"

Zhao Yu recognized Helian Hui's figure in the chaotic army and immediately urged his horse to chase after him.

The silver spear in his hand was like a dragon, picking off three Scorpion cavalrymen along the way and heading straight for Helian Hui.

The two generals finally met in a sea of blood and corpses.

Helian Hui saw that his retreat was blocked, and a fierce gleam flashed in his eyes: "Zhao Yu! Today it's either you die or I die!"

"That's exactly what I want!" Zhao Yu sneered, shook the silver spear, and pierced Helian Hui's throat.

Helian Hui dodged sideways and slashed with his scimitar, aiming directly at Zhao Yu's waist and abdomen.

Before the blade arrived, Zhao Yu had already turned his horse's head, and the silver spear spun like a snake, and the spear shaft hit Helian Hui's wrist heavily.

With a "clang" sound, Helian Hui felt a sharp pain in his wrist, but he still managed to hold the handle of the knife.

He roared angrily, and the momentum of his knife suddenly changed, slashing upwards towards the front hooves of Zhao Yu's mount.

This move is insidious and vicious. If it hits you, the warhorse will lose its front hooves.

Zhao Yu was prepared. He squeezed his legs against the horse's belly, and the warhorse stood up. At the same time, the silver spear stabbed out like lightning.

Helian Hui leaned back hurriedly, and the tip of the gun brushed past his nose, leaving a trail of blood.

"Good marksmanship!" Helian Hui grinned, suddenly jumped up from the saddle, and slashed Zhao Yu's head with his scimitar.

The leap was so powerful that before the blade arrived, a strong wind was already blowing in his face.

Zhao Yu was calm and held his silver spear horizontally.

"Dang!" Sparks flew amid the sound of metal clashing.

Helian Hui used the force to flip over and land on the ground, his sword continuing to move across Zhao Yu's horse's legs.

Zhao Yu pulled the reins suddenly, and the warhorse's front hooves flew into the air, but its hind hooves were still hit by the blade.

The warhorse let out a miserable neigh and fell to the ground with a thud.

At the critical moment, Zhao Yu jumped off the horse and landed steadily.

"Prepare to die!" Helian Hui took the opportunity to attack, his scimitar turned into a cold light, and every move was fatal.

Zhao Yu was not at a disadvantage in the battle on foot. He wielded his silver spear as if it were his arm. Sometimes it was like a spirit snake spitting out its tongue, and sometimes it was like a mountain pressing down on his head.

The two of them exchanged blows, and in the blink of an eye, more than thirty moves had passed.

The surrounding soldiers unconsciously made way for a space, and the soldiers of both armies watched the battle with bated breath.

Helian Hui was anxious after a long battle, so he deliberately showed a flaw to lure Zhao Yu to attack.

Zhao Yu fell into the trap and stabbed him in the chest with a gun.

Helian Hui suddenly turned sideways, pulled out a short knife from his waist with his left hand, and aimed it at Zhao Yu's throat!

In a flash, Zhao Yu leaned back, and the silver spear miraculously changed from stabbing to sweeping, and the spear shaft hit Helian Hui's temple heavily.

"Bang!" Helian Hui's eyes went dark and he staggered backward.

Zhao Yu seized the opportunity, and his silver spear pierced through Helian Hui's armor and went out through his chest like a poisonous dragon coming out of a cave.

"You..." Helian Hui looked down at the gun tip protruding from his chest, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

He used his last bit of strength to raise the scimitar, but was kicked away by Zhao Yu.

"This shot is for the innocent souls who died in the battle tonight!" Zhao Yu shouted coldly and suddenly pulled out the silver spear.

Helian Hui's tall body fell to the ground with a bang, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

When the Scorpion soldiers saw their commander killed in battle, their morale collapsed.

The remaining troops fled in all directions, but were hunted down and killed by the Chu cavalry.

Under the night sky north of the city, only a broken Scorpion battle flag remained, slowly falling in the flames, and was eventually trampled into pieces by countless iron hooves.

The Chu army pursued the enemy in victory, and the shouts of killing shook the earth.

On the city wall of Jicheng, Sima Yi listened to the sounds of fighting in the distance gradually subsiding, his face ashen.

He knew that the last hope was gone.

What was even more terrifying was that he seemed to see Chu Ning's cold gaze in the darkness - that gaze was saying: The next one is you.