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

At the end of the Yin hour, the fog in the valley grew thicker, shrouding the entire Han army camp in a hazy gloom.

Chu Ning lay on the edge of the cliff, his fingertips gently stroking the sword blade, the cold light faintly visible in the fog.

Behind him, 2,700 white horse cavalrymen were as silent as sculptures, with only the occasional white mist emitted by their horses revealing their presence.

"action."

Chu Ning made a gesture, and thirty elite scouts immediately slid down the cliff like ghosts.

The patrolling cavalry on the periphery of the Han army were yawning, and the leading sergeant rubbed his sore eyes.

Suddenly, he felt a chill on his neck, and before he could make a sound, he was dragged into the bushes.

The thirty Chu army scouts worked in perfect harmony and eliminated all twelve patrol teams on the periphery in just half a minute.

"Your Majesty, the checkpoint has been cleared." When the scout leader returned to report, blood was still dripping from his hands.

Chu Ning nodded and turned to Zhao Yu. "You lead 800 cavalrymen to break through from the east and attack the central army camp. I will personally lead the main force to break through from the front."

"I understand." Zhao Yu tightened his arm armor, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.

At the beginning of the morning hour, the first ray of morning light had just pierced through the clouds, and Chu Ning's sword was already unsheathed.

"Fire arrows!"

Three thousand armor-piercing arrows were released from the bow at the same time, drawing a deadly arc in the air.

When the rain of arrows fell, the sleeping Han army didn't even have time to scream.

The specially made triangular arrowheads easily penetrated the tent and nailed the soldiers inside to their beds.

After a round of volleys, wailing could be heard from the camp.

"charge!"

Two thousand seven hundred war horses leaped out at the same time, their iron hooves crushing the morning mist.

Chu Ning took the lead, the spear in his hand emitting a faint blue light in the morning light.

The first Han centurion who came forward raised his shield to meet the attack, but saw a flash of cold light, and the shield made of fine iron was split into two halves, and the arm holding the shield was cut off together.

"It's the Chu army! The Chu army is coming!"

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Screams exploded in the camp.

When Li Li woke up from his sleep, the sound of killing was deafening outside the tent.

He rushed out of the tent barefoot, and the scene before him made him shiver all over.

Countless white horse cavalrymen galloped across the camp. The Chu army's standard saber, "Pojun", was extremely sharp. The Han army's fine armor was like paper under the blade, and soldiers were constantly being cut in half, armor and all.

"Form a formation! Quickly form a formation!"

Li Li roared and drew out his sword "Duan Yue". This sword, which had been passed down for three generations, glowed dark red in the morning light.

As soon as he jumped onto the warhorse brought by his personal guards, he saw a figure thirty steps away killing people in all directions.

Chu Ning's shooting skills were extremely concise, and every shot went straight to the vital point.

Three Han army generals attacked at the same time, but saw flashes of cold light, and the three men fell down almost at the same time, holding their throats.

Li Li saw clearly that every time the spear was thrust out, it would penetrate the gap in the armor accurately without any error.

"Chu Ning!" Li Li's eyes were red and he urged his horse to charge forward.

The Chu army launched a surprise attack. If we want to change the current situation, we have to kill Chu Ning first!

Although he knew that Chu Ning was an excellent martial artist, if he didn't go up at this time, who would?

Besides, he is not going to kill Chu Ning alone, the personal soldiers around him will take action at the right time!

Upon seeing this, his personal guards immediately formed a wedge formation and followed closely behind.

Chu Ning had just knocked a Han army captain away when he suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind.

He dodged to the side, and Li Li's "Duan Yue" brushed past his chest, leaving a string of sparks on his armor.

"General Li, sorry for the wait."

Chu Ning sneered, turned his wrist, and pointed the tip of the gun at Li Li's throat.

The confrontation between the two main generals immediately became the focus of the battlefield.

Li Li's swordsmanship was powerful and each strike carried a tremendous amount of force.

Chu Ning's spear moves were agile and cunning, often stabbing from incredible angles.

Sparks flew from the clash of swords and guns, and the surrounding soldiers couldn't help but make way for them.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, Li Li took advantage of the momentum to retreat and suddenly pulled out a short crossbow from beside the saddle.

The poisoned crossbow arrow flew straight towards Chu Ning's face.

In a flash, Chu Ning turned his head to avoid the arrow, which brushed past his cheek and created a string of sparks on his helmet.

"mean!"

Chu Ning's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he suddenly changed his tactics.

I saw a strange light coming out of the gun in his hand, and when he thrust it out, it turned into seven gun shadows.

Li Li barely blocked five bullets, and the remaining two bullets pierced his left shoulder and right leg respectively.

"Is this... the Rain of Pear Blossoms Spear Technique?" Li Li staggered back, blood oozing out from the cracks in his armor.

"That's right." Chu Ning jumped off his horse, his spear swift and powerful: "One last move, I'll send you off!"

A cold light flashed, and Li Li's head flew high up, with an expression of disbelief still frozen in his wide-open eyes.

The surrounding soldiers were shocked when they saw this.

"General!"

"Oh no! The general has been killed!"

"Go ahead, fight him and avenge the general!"

Li Li's personal soldiers were immediately furious, waving their weapons with red eyes and rushing towards Chu Ning.

But Chu Ning sneered, swung the spear in his hand, and instantly swept away the five personal soldiers who were rushing towards him.

At the same time, Zhao Yu was fighting with Wang Xiuqi.

Wang Xiuqi was an excellent spearman. He swung his spear like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, and each move went straight to the vital point.

Zhao Yu's spear was so powerful and strong that every collision made Wang Xiuqi's palm numb.

"You Chu army only rely on the advantages of weapons!" Wang Xiuqi gasped, and the tip of his spear had been cut into several gaps.

Zhao Yu sneered: "Then I'll let you die knowingly!"

After saying that, he suddenly changed his moves. The long spear drew a strange arc like a dragon, and actually passed through the gap in Wang Xiuqi's spear shadow and pierced his chest with one shot.

The specially made armor-piercing gun head directly shattered the breastplate, and when it came out from the back, it was still carrying a few pieces of broken armor.

As the main generals died one after another, the Han army collapsed completely.

The White Horse Cavalry were divided into several teams and charged back and forth in the camp.

The Chu army's weapon advantages were fully demonstrated. The sabers could easily cut through the Han army's chain mail, the spears could penetrate double layers of heavy armor, and even the bows and arrows were specifically designed to target the weaknesses of the armor.

When the sun rose fully, all that was left in the valley were corpses scattered all over the ground and wisps of rising black smoke.

Chu Ning stood beside Li Li's body and handed the spear to the soldier beside him. In this battle, the Chu army suffered only more than 500 casualties, but wiped out 5,000 elite Han troops.

"Clean up the battlefield and take away all arrows and intact armor."

Chu Ning looked around and said, "Change into your armor and continue your march towards Yumen Pass in an hour."

Zhao Yu wiped the blood off his gun and walked over: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid the Han Dynasty will send more troops to encircle us."

Chu Ning looked into the distance, his lips curled up slightly: "Then let them come. I want to see how many elite soldiers Liu Che can send to die."

The morning breeze blew, carrying a strong smell of blood.

The White Horse Cavalrymen prepared themselves in silence, determination written on every blood-stained face.

They knew that this thousand-mile raid was about to end.

The five thousand most elite imperial guards of the Han Dynasty died at their hands. This battle will surely deter the Han army!