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

At dawn, when it was almost light, a hint of paleness appeared in the eastern sky. The morning mist filled the battlefield, casting a hazy veil over the entire earth.

Xue Huaide stood in front of the army formation, with 50,000 elite Zhou soldiers standing in formation behind him, their iron armor on display and spears like a forest. The murderous aura condensed in the morning breeze.

Xue Huaide reined in his horse and stood on the high platform in the center of the army, his iron armor gleaming coldly in the morning light.

He slowly drew his sword and pointed it at the Han army camp. "Orders! Heavy infantry on the left wing advance, archers on the right wing suppress, and the cavalry in the center stand by!"

The sound of war drums was like thunder, and the Zhou army's formation began to change.

Three thousand heavily armored infantrymen on the left wing formed a tortoise shell formation, with giant shields connected to form a moving city wall. Spears protruded from the gaps, slowly advancing like a steel hedgehog.

The archers on the right wing were divided into three rows and shot in turns. The rain of arrows cut through the morning mist, forming a continuous curtain of death in the air.

"Beat the drum! March!"

At Xue Huaide's command, the war drums suddenly roared like thunder, shaking the sky.

The Zhou army soldiers roared in unison, the sound was like a tide, and then they rushed towards the Han army camp like a torrent.

This battle is not only to vindicate the Zhou army, but also to avenge their princess.

As long as he could hold the Han army back in the front and prevent them from discovering Wang Xiaojie's troops, his mission would be accomplished.

Of course, the Han army commander Gongsun Ao is no ordinary person. If you want to deceive him, you must attack frantically.

Only by putting a certain amount of pressure on the Han army can they mobilize troops to defend here.

As long as the Han army is fooled, Wang Xiaojie will have a greater chance of success.

Once Wang Xiaojie burned the enemy's food supplies, the morale of the Han Dynasty soldiers would surely be low. If the entire army were to launch an attack at that time, the Han army would surely be defeated.

Thinking of this, Xue Huaide looked towards the Han army camp and muttered to himself: "Gongsun Ao, will you be fooled?"

In the Han army camp, Commander Gongsun Ao was awakened by the urgent battle report, and his personal soldiers rushed into the tent to report:

"General! The Zhou army suddenly launched a massive attack and is approaching the camp gate!"

Gongsun Ao's brow furrowed in confusion, "They just withdrew yesterday, and now they're back again? What on earth are they planning to do?"

He quickly put on his armor and went up to the camp. Looking out at the battlefield, he saw the dark Zhou army surging from three directions like a tide in the morning mist, and arrows were shooting at the Han army camp like locusts.

"How many of them came?" Gongsun Ao asked in a deep voice.

"About 50,000 people, attacking with great force!"

Gongsun Ao snorted coldly, "Orders! All troops, defend the camp strictly and do not leave to fight. Archers, suppress them with all your might and force them back!"

Without knowing the destination of the Zhou army, he did not dare to attack rashly.

After all, the combined forces of both sides number nearly 400,000. Any mistake will definitely affect the overall situation.

Therefore, without knowing the Zhou army's deployment and purpose, he adopted the most conservative defensive strategy.

Upon receiving the order, the Han army quickly gathered behind the camp wall. Archers drew their bows and arrows, and arrows rained down like a waterfall, pouring down on the charging Zhou army.

The vanguard of the Zhou army raised their shields to block, and the arrows hit the shields with a "thump thump" sound, but many soldiers were still shot and fell to the ground.

But the Zhou army did not retreat. Instead, they advanced step by step under the cover of archers, and their shield formation was like a wall, slowly advancing.

"Fire rockets!"

Xue Huaide shouted loudly, and hundreds of burning arrows flew out from the Zhou army's formation in an instant, streaking across the sky like falling meteors, and nailed into the wooden fences of the Han army's camp, and the fire spread rapidly.

The Han soldiers hurriedly put out the fire, and their formation was slightly disrupted.

Upon seeing this, Gongsun Ao immediately mobilized his elite archers, aimed at the command flag in the Zhou army formation, and said in a cold voice:

"Shoot the enemy general!"

"Swoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Several sharp arrows flew through the air and headed straight for Xue Huaide!

Xue Huaide was quick-witted and quick-handed, swung his sword to block. With a "clang", the arrow was cut down, but a personal guard beside him was shot and fell to the ground.

"General, be careful!" The deputy general quickly raised his shield to protect him.

Xue Huaide shouted angrily: "Continue the attack! We must break this camp today!"

On the distant observation tower, Chu Ning stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the battlefield with a grim gaze.

Wu Xiuning stood beside him, her hands clenched into fists, her eyes flashing with fighting spirit: "Big bad guy, how about letting me go up? I promise not to run around!"

Chu Ning glanced at her sideways, his tone unquestionable: "No, the battlefield is dangerous, and arrows are blind. You stay here honestly."

Wu Xiuning curled her lips, but didn't dare to disobey, so she could only stomp her feet in frustration.

Chu Ning turned his gaze towards the back mountain and muttered to himself, "According to the time, Wang Xiaojie should have arrived."

At this time, on the small road behind the mountain, Wang Xiaojie led three thousand elite soldiers and approached quietly.

The mountain road was narrow, with steep cliffs on both sides. Three thousand soldiers held their breath and moved forward stealthily, with their horses' hooves wrapped in cloth and their weapons held backwards, for fear of alerting the defenders.

They held muzzles in their mouths, wrapped cloth around their horses' hooves, and moved slowly along the hunter's trail.

"Stop!" Wang Xiaojie suddenly raised his hand, and the figure of a Han army sentry could be vaguely seen in the woods ahead.

He made a gesture, and three scouts came forward like ghosts.

There was a flash of cold light, and the sentry fell silently to the ground.

"General, the Han army's rear camp is ahead, with about 5,000 defenders." The scout reported in a low voice.

Wang Xiaojie squinted his eyes. In the faint morning light, he could vaguely see the torches on the Han army's sentry tower swaying. Most of the defenders were leaning against their tents and taking a nap. They obviously did not expect someone to launch a surprise attack from such a dangerous place.

"God help me!" Wang Xiaojie sneered and waved his right hand: "Kill!"

"Kill!" Three thousand elite Zhou troops rushed into the Han army camp in an instant like tigers out of the cage!

The Han army was caught off guard, and in the panic someone shouted: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

But it was too late. Wang Xiaojie took the lead and swept his long sword across, killing several Han soldiers before they could even stand up.

The Zhou army soldiers were like wolves and tigers. Amidst the flashes of swords and the shadows of sabers, the Han army's formation was in chaos.

"Form a formation! Quickly form a formation!"

The Han generals roared and tried to organize resistance, but Wang Xiaojie's attack was too swift. Before the Han army could assemble, it was divided and surrounded by the Zhou army, and screams rang out one after another.

Wang Xiaojie led the charge, slashing open the chest of a Han general with his sword. Blood splattered, and he shouted sternly:

"Quick victory! Go straight to the granary!"

After half an hour of fierce fighting, most of the Han army's rear camp defenders had been wiped out, and the remaining soldiers fled in all directions.

Wang Xiaojie did not hesitate and led a thousand elite soldiers to attack the granary.

The Han army's food and fodder piled up like a mountain. Wang Xiaojie sneered and said, "Burn it!"

The soldiers quickly poured kerosene and fired rockets. In an instant, a raging fire shot up into the sky, flames raged, thick smoke billowed, and half the sky was red.

In the distance, Gongsun Ao suddenly turned around and saw the flames rising from the rear camp. His face suddenly changed: "Oh no! Our food supplies have been attacked!"

But it was too late, the fire could no longer be controlled, and the Han army was in great chaos.

On the observation deck, Chu Ning's eyes flashed, and he gave the order in a deep voice: "All-out attack!"

The war drums were deafening, the morale of the Zhou army was greatly boosted, and the offensive became more fierce.