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

The setting sun was like blood, dyeing the official road outside the south gate of the city red.

The early autumn wind carried dust and the smell of blood, blowing across the bloodstains that had not yet dried on the city wall.

At the south gate of the city, the crowd surged like a tide. The ragged people brought their families with them, their faces full of fear and anxiety.

Sima Yi mingled among the crowd, his coarse linen clothes unable to conceal his tall and straight figure.

He lowered his head slightly, but his eyes were always scanning the surroundings vigilantly.

Queen Murong beside him tightly grasped her son Sima Zhao's hand, her knuckles turning white from the force.

Twenty-five-year-old Sima Zhao's face was pale, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

"Father, they are closing the city gates!"

Sima Zhao's voice was trembling, and he was interrupted by a burst of urgent horn sounds before he could finish his words.

"Woo——"

The deep sound of a horn resounded through the sky, and the Chu army at the city gate suddenly formed a battle array. The heavy city gate slowly closed with a harsh creaking sound.

Sima Yi's face turned ashen in an instant, his slender fingers clenched unconsciously, his nails digging deep into his palms.

As the Emperor of Wei, he knew too well what it meant to be captured. Chu Ning, that ruthless young man, would never give him any chance to live.

"Father, this is bad! The city gates are about to close, please think of a solution quickly!" Sima Zhao whispered anxiously, his voice filled with tears.

A cold light flashed in Sima Yi's eyes, and he lowered his voice to the leader of the secret guards beside him, "Pass the order down, create chaos, and take advantage of the chaos to break out."

His voice was as cold as ice, yet it carried an unquestionable authority.

At this time, there is no other way but to find a way to rush out.

Fortunately, there are still many people here, and these people become his last resort.

As long as chaos breaks out, even if the Chu army at the city gate takes action, they may not be able to withstand the attack of so many civilians.

What's more, his secret guards will also take action!

The leader of the secret guards nodded slightly and made a concealed gesture with his right hand at his waist.

Three hundred secret guards disguised as civilians immediately understood and moved silently towards the city gate.

"Why close the city gates?"

Sima Yi suddenly shouted, his voice filled with anger and unwillingness: "You have already occupied the city, why are you still imprisoning innocent people like us?"

His voice was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, immediately causing ripples.

The surrounding secret guards echoed: "Let us out!"

"We are just ordinary people!"

"That's right. You trapped us in the city. Do you want to kill us?"

"We want to get out, we want to get out!"

The crowd began to riot, and the people who had been shrinking back were encouraged by this sudden resistance and started shouting as well.

A woman holding a baby cried out, "My child is sick and needs to go out of town to seek medical treatment!"

The Chu army guards shouted: "By order of General Han, no one is allowed to leave the city!"

"Charge out!" Someone shouted, and the crowd immediately rushed towards the city gate like a flood breaking through a dam.

Sima Yi took the opportunity to grab his wife and children and moved quickly under the cover of the secret guards.

He felt Murong's hand trembling slightly, and whispered, "Don't be afraid, follow me."

In the chaos, someone was pushed to the ground and let out a shrill scream.

The Chu army guards at the city gate were caught off guard and were quickly dispersed by the crowd.

The secret guards took the opportunity to attack and secretly killed the Chu army guards. Seeing this, the people rushed out like a tide.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Sima Yi's eyes. He seized the opportunity and rushed out of the city gate with his family.

The air outside the city was filled with the scent of green grass. Sima Yi took a greedy deep breath, as if he were reborn.

He looked back at the towering city wall, a sneer on his face: "Chu Ning, you are still one step behind."

"Father...Father...in front," Sima Zhao suddenly stuttered, his voice full of fear.

Sima Yi turned his head impatiently, but was struck by lightning when he saw the scene in front of him.

In the setting sun, a group of black-armored cavalry stood silently, their cold iron armor reflecting the bloody light.

The young emperor at the head sat upright on a white horse, with a black banner embroidered with a golden dragon fluttering behind him.

On that handsome face, as sharp as a knife, there was a playful smile like a cat playing with a mouse.

"Isn't this His Majesty the Emperor of Wei?"

Chu Ning's voice was clear and pleasant, but it made Sima Yi feel as if he had fallen into an icy cave: "Why are you wearing civilian clothes? This is not suitable for your status."

Sima Yi's pupils contracted violently, and he subconsciously protected his wife and children behind him.

He never dreamed that Chu Ning would appear here.

Shouldn't Chu Ning be leading people to besiege the palace at this moment?

Three hundred secret guards immediately formed a battle line, but facing thousands of elite cavalry, their small number of people was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

"You...how come you are here?" Sima Yi's voice was so dry that it didn't sound like his own.

Chu Ning stroked the horse's mane and said leisurely, "Thanks to your Prime Minister, you threw him to the north of the city as a scapegoat, but he took the initiative to surrender to the east of the city and even told me that Your Majesty of the Great Wei is the master of escaping from the trap."

Sima Yi's face turned pale instantly.

It turns out that all this was done by that old fox Cheng Yu!

He wanted the other party to attract the attention of the Chu army for him, but he didn't expect Cheng Yu to surrender directly to the Chu army and even betray his whereabouts.

This damn bastard!

"How dare you betray me, Cheng Yu!"

Sima Yi gritted his teeth and suddenly looked up at Chu Ning, "So, you let me out of the city on purpose?"

Chu Ning threw his head back and laughed, his laughter echoing across the open field: "The game of cat and mouse is indeed very enjoyable."

"Watching prey think they've escaped, only to be caught in the net just as they're at their most triumphant, His Majesty the Emperor of Great Wei should be familiar with this pleasure, right?"

Sima Yi's chest was heaving violently. He looked around and saw that the Chu cavalry had formed a siege.

Murong hugged her son Sima Zhao tightly, tears flashing in her eyes and her body trembling with fear.

Sima Zhao also clenched his hands at this moment, ready to fight to the death.

But at this moment, Sima Yi bent his knees and knelt heavily in the dust.

This once arrogant emperor now rested his forehead on the ground, his voice trembling: "Spare my life, and I can help you stabilize the situation in Wei."

Chu Ning raised an eyebrow, motioning him to continue.

"Now that the Han and Zhou are at war, you must go to support the Zhou."

Sima Yi raised his head, a final glimmer in his eyes: "The Wei Kingdom has just been established, and the people are unstable. Keeping me here can appease the aristocratic families and prevent rebellion."

As dusk deepened, the cry of crows could be heard in the distance.

Chu Ning silently looked down at his opponent kneeling on the ground, his slender fingers tapping lightly on the saddle.

Cold sweat broke out on Sima Yi's forehead, and he could hear his heart beating like a drum.

Life and death are just a thought away.

Chu Ning suddenly smiled, and that smile made Sima Yi shiver all over: "Your Majesty, what you said makes a lot of sense."

Just when hope started to rise in Sima Yi's eyes, Chu Ning changed the subject: "But... I don't agree!"

Sima Yi's face changed drastically. He knew that he had been fooled by Chu Ning again!