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

Chu Ning stood on the warship, his eyes as sharp as knives, staring coldly at the chaotic Han army water camp in front of him.

He waved his right hand and gave the order in a deep voice: "All troops, press forward and capture the water stronghold!"

War drums beat, horns blew, and the Chu army's warships rushed towards the Han army's defense line like a raging tide.

The Fu ship was in the front, followed closely by the turtle ship, and the tower ships, warships, and boats pounced on their prey like a pack of wolves.

Inside the Han army's water stronghold, the defenders fought desperately, catapults on the shore hurled huge rocks crazily, and archers rained arrows down in an attempt to stop the Chu army's offensive.

However, the Chu army's Fu ships and turtle ships were covered with iron armor, and the arrows shot at them, making clanging sounds, but could not cause any substantial damage.

As for the huge rocks, the Chu army had been prepared for it. The soldiers on the ships held up their shields, forming an iron wall and withstanding the bombardment of rocks.

Ran Ming stood at the bow, grinning and shouting, "Catapults, fire! Eagle Crossbows, shoot!"

The heavy catapults on the Chu army's Fu ship suddenly started up, and stone bullets weighing dozens of pounds whizzed out and slammed into the fortifications of the Han army's water fort.

An arrow tower was hit and collapsed with a loud bang, wood chips flew everywhere, and several Han archers were crushed to death.

At the same time, the giant arrows fired from the Eagle Fury Crossbow penetrated the side of the Han warship, leaving a string of blood flowers.

Seeing this, Han general Jiang Mao's eyes were bloodshot and he roared in anger: "Keep throwing stones! Don't let them get close!"

However, just as the Han army was trying its best to block the frontal attack, tiny ripples appeared on the water surface below the water fort.

A series of dark shadows quietly emerged from the water and climbed up to the edge of the water stronghold silently - they were the water ghosts of the Chu army!

These elite water soldiers held short knives in their mouths, were soaked to the skin, and had cold murderous intent flashing in their eyes.

They took advantage of the fact that the Han army's attention was drawn to the front battlefield and quickly landed. With a cold flash of the short knife in their hands, several patrolling Han soldiers fell down, covering their throats, before they could react.

"Enemy attack! Water ghosts have come ashore!"

A Han soldier shouted in horror, but before he could finish his words, a dagger pierced his chest.

The Chu army's water ghosts shuttled through the Han army's defense line like ghosts, killing anyone they saw and quickly taking control of an area.

Another group of water ghosts rushed towards the wooden fence outside the water fort, slashing with their swords, breaking the ropes and causing the wooden stakes to fall.

In just a moment, a gap was torn in the defense outside the water fort!

"Oh no!" Jiang Mao's face suddenly changed when he saw this scene: "Quickly dispatch troops to block the gap!"

However, it's too late.

When the Chu army's turtle ship saw the gap, it immediately changed direction and rushed towards the breach.

The iron spike on the bow of the ship slammed into the interior of the water fort. The Chu soldiers on the ship rushed ashore like a tide and engaged in close combat with the Han army.

Jiang Mao gritted his teeth and roared, "Everyone, follow me! We must not let the Chu army gain a foothold!"

He personally led his personal guards to the front line, and the two sides engaged in a fierce battle on the narrow edge of the water fort.

Swords flashed and blood and flesh flew everywhere, and every inch of land was soaked in blood.

The Han soldiers knew that once this place was lost, the Chu army would be able to march straight into the central army camp where the Han Emperor Liu Che was located!

They roared and rushed towards the Chu army one after another, and would never retreat even if they had to fight to the last man!

The Chu army was equally crazy. They knew that as long as they broke through this point, victory would be just around the corner!

The river was surging, the wreckage of warships was floating, and the edge of the water fort had become a Shura field.

The corpses of the Chu and Han armies were piled up layer by layer, and blood dripped through the cracks in the wooden boards, spreading a scarlet color on the surface of the river.

"Kill! Kill them all!"

The Han soldiers roared, and with spears like a forest, they resisted the charge of the Chu army.

As soon as the front row of Chu soldiers jumped ashore, they were pierced through the chest by several spears and fell into a pool of blood with screams.

But the Chu army behind continued to charge, stepping on the corpses of their companions, with flashing swords, and tore a gap open.

"Get in the way! Block it!" the Han army captain roared and led his men forward.

Soldiers from both sides were huddled together on the narrow trestle bridge. The clanging of swords, the thud of flesh and bones being torn, and the wails of the dying were all mixed together.

A Chu soldier had his arm cut off by the Han army, but he still bit his opponent's throat with his teeth, and the two fell into the river together.

The surviving Han archers on the arrow tower shot arrows frantically. The arrows penetrated the leather armor of the Chu army and raised a puff of blood mist.

But soon, the Chu army's Eagle Crossbow changed direction, and a huge arrow came whistling, piercing the entire arrow tower, and wood chips and blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

At the water fort fence, soldiers from both sides fought in knee-deep blood.

An old Han soldier swung his battle axe, splitting the charging Chu army in half, and splattering their internal organs on their companions' faces.

Before he could even catch his breath, three Chu swords stabbed into his abdomen simultaneously. The veteran fell to his knees in a pool of blood, still clinging to the leg of an enemy until he was hacked to pieces.

In the middle of the pier, corpses had piled up into a small hill.

The following soldiers had to dig through the pile of corpses that were still warm before they could move forward.

If the sword's blade is bent, use your fists to hit it or your teeth to bite it.

A Chu army sergeant with blood all over his face grabbed the Han army's neck. The two men rolled and fell into the river. They were still entangled underwater and eventually died together. The floating bodies still had their fingers deeply pinched into each other's flesh.

The river breeze carried a strong smell of blood, and the sunlight dyed the killing field dark red, as if the heaven and earth were weeping for this tragic battle.

The two armies fought repeatedly here, corpses piled up like mountains, blood dyed the entire water area red, and the river water even became viscous.

"Kill! Kill them all!" Jiang Mao waved his long sword and killed several Chu soldiers in a row, but soon, more Chu soldiers rushed up.

At this moment, a wild laugh rang out: "Hahaha, Jiang Mao, you little bastard, do you dare to fight me?!"

Jiang Mao suddenly looked up and saw Ran Ming holding a Zhangba Snake Spear and charging into the battlefield like a demon.

He was covered in blood, and wherever his snake spear passed, the Han soldiers fell like grass, and no one could stop him!

Jiang Mao was furious and shouted, "Li Ding, Wang Yan! Follow me and kill this beast!"

Two Han army generals immediately came to support, and the three of them formed a triangle and surrounded Ran Ming.

"Just in time!" Ran Ming laughed wildly, his eyes boiling with fighting spirit.

Li Ding took the lead and pierced Ran Ming's throat with his long spear like a poisonous snake.

Ran Ming raised his snake spear, knocking away the spear, and then swept it across with his backhand, forcing Li Ding to retreat several steps.

Wang Yan took the opportunity to attack from the side, crossing his two swords and slashing at Ran Ming's waist and abdomen.

Ran Ming turned his body, and the snake spear swirled like a dragon. With a clang, he blocked the two swords.

Jiang Mao saw the opportunity and raised his sword high, chopping it down fiercely!

"die!"

Ran Ming's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he didn't dodge or evade. Instead, he shook his snake spear violently, and the tip of the spear pierced Jiang Mao's chest like a poisonous dragon!

"Pfft!"

The long sword slashed on Ran Ming's shoulder armor, sparks flew everywhere, but failed to break the armor.

But Ran Ming's snake spear had already pierced Jiang Mao's chest!

"General!" Li Ding and Wang Yan were shocked and angry, and attacked frantically.

Ran Ming grinned fiercely and pulled out his spear suddenly. Jiang Mao spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground with a bang.

Li Ding roared and thrust his spear forward again, but Ran Ming dodged sideways. The snake spear stabbed back like lightning and pierced Li Ding's throat directly!

Wang Yan was horrified when he saw this, but before he could react, Ran Ming pounced on him like a tiger, and swept his snake spear across, cutting him in half!

"Who else?" Ran Ming raised his snake spear and roared.

When the Han soldiers saw their three generals killed in battle one after another, their morale collapsed instantly and they fled in panic.

The Chu army took advantage of the situation and launched a fierce attack, and the water fort's defense line completely collapsed!

On the distant warship, Chu Ning stood with his hands behind his back, a slight smile on his face: "Very good, next, it's Liu Che's turn."