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

Xue Huaide and Zhao Yu were both experienced warriors, but had they ever seen such a terrifying and supernatural scene?

A huge meteorite fell not far from them. The scorching air waves almost singed their hair and beards, and the splashing dirt and gravel made their armor crackle.

The warhorse under him stood up in fear and let out a desperate cry.

The blood drained from their faces, and their eyes were filled with unprecedented horror and fear.

This is no longer a war, this is simply a punishment from heaven!

"General Xue! This...this..." Zhao Yu's voice trembled and he could hardly speak complete words.

Xue Huaide looked at his subordinates who were surrounded by flames and dead and wounded, and listened to the soldiers' desperate cries.

Looking at Liu Xiu on the opposite slope, who was laughing wildly as if he was really blessed by the gods, a cold chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head!

All the fighting spirit and all the pride were completely shattered at this moment!

"Monster...monster! This is a monster!"

Xue Huaide's voice was hoarse. He yanked the reins hard to control the frightened horse, and immediately issued a desperate and humiliating order:

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat quickly! Get out of this damn place!"

Keep fighting?

Fighting someone who can summon fire from the sky?

How is that different from suicide?

The most important thing now is not to kill the enemy, but to save the lives of as many elite cavalrymen under your command as possible!

The sound of the retreating troops rang out hurriedly and hurriedly.

The Chu cavalry, who had long been frightened, seemed to have been pardoned. They did not care about the formation or direction at all. They turned their horses around desperately and fled for their lives towards the way they came, towards the place where no meteorites fell.

They didn't even dare to look back, for fear that if they were a step slower they would be swallowed by the terrible heavenly fire.

Although the retreat order was issued in a timely manner, the Chu army still paid a considerable price and lost a lot of men in the chaotic meteorite bombardment and trampling.

Liu Xiu looked at the Chu army retreating in panic like a tide, and his laughter became more and more proud and arrogant.

But he did not let victory carry him to his head and chase after it, he knew that this was only temporary.

"Quick! Gather the troops, treat the wounded, and retreat to Kunyang City immediately!"

Liu Xiu gave the order quickly, his tone full of relief for surviving the disaster and a strong sense of confidence blessed by "heaven's will".

The Han army acted quickly. This time, they moved much faster and their morale was much higher, as if they really believed that God was protecting them.

Liu Xiu took a last look at the devastated and still burning Chu army position and the gradually sparse meteors in the sky, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Chu Ning, I said I would come back!"

The terrifying roar and scorching air waves of the meteor shower finally subsided, leaving only the devastated earth and the smell of gunpowder and burnt food in the air.

Xue Huaide and Zhao Yu led the frightened Chu cavalry and rushed westward for nearly ten miles. They did not stop to catch their breath until they were completely away from the death zone that seemed to be cursed by the gods.

The team was in a mess.

The soldiers were all covered in dust and dirt, many of them had damaged armor, burns or bruises on their bodies, and their faces showed the confusion left by extreme fear.

The war horses were foaming at the mouth and trembling all over, and many frightened horses had already run away.

After counting the number of people, although the main force was still alive, no less than two thousand elite cavalrymen and even more war horses were lost in that sudden natural disaster, which was a heavy casualty.

Xue Huaide and Zhao Yu looked at each other and could see fear, humiliation and a hint of indescribable weirdness in each other's eyes.

They had fought for half their lives and had never encountered anything so outrageous and beyond their imagination.

Not long after, the earth began to shake again with a dull and regular sound.

Chu Ning personally led the main force of the army's infantry and arrived in a mighty force.

When this fresh force stepped onto the edge of the battlefield, even these battle-hardened veterans were stunned by the scene before them.

The originally flat field now seemed to have been plowed hard by a giant's plowshare, and it also seemed to have been repeatedly bombarded by countless thunders.

The ground was covered with bottomless charred pits of varying sizes, surrounded by burnt ashes and strangely shaped black boulders that still emitted high temperatures and a pungent smell.

The flames in some places had not yet been completely extinguished, and were still stubbornly burning the dry grass and scattered corpses - mainly the remains of the Chu cavalry and war horses.

The air was filled with a strange, sickening smell, a mixture of sulfur, ozone, and burning flesh.

This doesn't look like a battlefield on earth at all, it's clearly the legendary purgatory scene!

Chu Ning rode his horse and stood in front of the formation. His usually calm and even cold face now showed an expression of shock.

His deep gaze slowly swept across every terrifying crater.

Every huge rock from outer space, every charred corpse, everything in front of him was silently telling the terrible power of the "heavenly punishment" just now.

"His Majesty!"

Xue Huaide and Zhao Yu quickly walked to the front of the imperial carriage, knelt on one knee, bowed their heads deeply, and spoke in a heavy voice with a barely perceptible tremor.

"I am incompetent. I failed to capture and kill Liu Xiu, and instead... I lost many soldiers and generals. Your Majesty, please punish me!"

Chu Ning didn't ask them to stand up immediately. His gaze remained fixed on the craters, and his voice was inarticulate:

"What exactly happened? Tell me in detail."

Xue Huaide took a deep breath, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and told the whole story in detail:

How the Han army was about to be defeated, how the sky suddenly flashed with thunder and lightning, how fire and meteorites rained down from the sky, almost all of them hitting the Chu army camp with great precision, and how the army's morale was broken and they were forced to order a retreat.

He didn't exaggerate, but every word he said revealed the terror and powerlessness he felt at that time.

Zhao Yu added, his voice agonizing, "Your Majesty, I have fought for many years and have never seen anything so... so bizarre."

"That meteorite seemed to have eyes, striking only our army, leaving the Han army virtually unscathed. The soldiers all thought... they thought it was divine punishment, and their morale plummeted."

He didn't dare to say any more, but the meaning was already very clear: it was not the fault of war, but God's will.

The Chu army generals who heard the report all had expressions of shock and disbelief on their faces, and whispers were heard everywhere. A fear of unknown forces began to spread quietly in the army.

Chu Ning listened quietly, and all the expressions on her face gradually faded, eventually turning into an extreme coldness.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the devastated battlefield again, looking in the direction where the Han army was fleeing.

In those deep eyes, shock and doubt quickly faded away, replaced by an almost paranoid determination and a cold murderous intent!

"God's will? God's punishment?"