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

"Mr. Su, you are finally here!"

At the gate of the city defense camp, Zhou Lecheng saw Mr. Su coming and a look of relief appeared on his face.

The entire Sizhou camp has always been managed by Mr. Su. No one knows the Sizhou troops better than Mr. Su, whether it is the deployment of troops or training.

Mr. Su nodded slightly, raised his head and looked at the city defense camp in front of him, and said coldly: "We all miscalculated. I didn't expect Chu Ning to have reinforcements."

"Although I don't know how he convinced the three thousand palace guards to serve him, now is not the time to think about these things. We must break through the city defense camp as soon as possible, otherwise you and I will die here today."

"Pass the order, archers provide cover, the assassins break open the camp gate, and the others follow immediately."

At the command, the Sizhou soldiers at the gate immediately retreated, and the death warriors carried a thick log and kept attacking the camp gate.

At the same time, archers continued to shoot arrows, and dense arrows continued to shoot into the camp.

The shouts of killing reached their peak at this moment!

Inside the camp, Chu Ning still looked indifferent.

Ran Ming reported: "Your Highness, the enemy suddenly increased their offensive!"

Chu Ning narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashed across them: "It seems that they are going to fight to the death, but according to the time, the group of guards should also be here to kill us!"

"If the camp gate is breached, let them in. Let the archers prepare in advance and shoot the enemy three times first!"

"Yes!" Ran Ming immediately went down to make arrangements.

Things turned out just as Chu Ning had expected. Within two quarters of an hour, the door finally couldn't withstand the constant impact and was knocked open by the assassins!

What followed was a stream of crazy assassins wielding weapons and attacking.

"Shoot!" Ran Ming waved his right hand, and the archers who had been prepared drew their bows and arrows, and the sharp arrows whizzed out.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

More than a dozen assassins were caught off guard and shot dead. The assassins behind them made quick decisions and hid around.

But the soldiers of Liangzhou were also prepared. When they saw someone hiding, they brandished their weapons and hacked him to death.

But there were still assassins who kept rushing in from the door. They were not afraid of life or death. They rushed in, waving their weapons and killing people around the yard.

Dense and sharp arrows continued to shoot down the death warriors crazily, but as more and more death warriors rushed in, the archers were forced to retreat, and the Liangzhou soldiers rushed forward.

Suddenly, clanging sounds mixed with shouts of killing rang out.

There was no exchange of words between the two sides. In each of their eyes, the opponent in front of them was their target to be killed.

The two sides fought fiercely, like wild beasts fighting for food, and the fight would not stop until one of them died!

At the same time, the three thousand guards from the palace who came to support were in high spirits and defeated the two thousand Sizhou soldiers who came to resist in one fell swoop.

They advanced quickly, and soon the Sizhou troops were forced to retreat towards the city defense camp.

As the space was compressed, the Sizhou troops were faced with being attacked from both sides!

"Mr. Su, General Zhou, hurry up and leave! It will be too late if you don't leave now!"

A soldier rode up to report: "We can no longer stop our people. They are too powerful and their martial arts are too superior. We simply cannot stop them."

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Lecheng's face darkened. He swung the sharp arrow in his right hand and a blood mark appeared on the man's throat.

"Uh……"

The soldier held his neck in disbelief, as if trying to hold the wound in place, but blood gushed out and the feeling of powerlessness made him collapse to the ground.

"Humph, if you dare to disrupt the morale of the army again, this will be your fate!"

Zhou Lecheng's eyes were cold: "Everyone, follow me and charge in together. Even if I die today, I will die together with Chu Ning."

After saying this, the man actually rushed in himself with a sword in hand.

Mr. Su on the side did not speak.

He knew that this was the best solution at the moment.

Zhou Lecheng could only lead the troops and attack the city defense camp.

As long as Chu Ning is killed before the palace guards arrive, there is still room for maneuver.

Of course, if they fail to kill Chu Ning, only death awaits them!

At this moment, Zhou Lecheng swung his sword wildly, forcing the Liangzhou soldiers in the yard to retreat continuously.

The Sizhou troops behind caught up, and there were signs that they wanted to defeat the Liangzhou troops.

"Ran Ming, it's time for you to take action!"

Chu Ning snorted coldly and pointed at Zhou Lecheng: "Kill this man first, then wipe out all the Sizhou troops here, and don't take any prisoners!"

Ran Ming smiled grimly: "Hehe, Your Highness, just wait, I will definitely take off Zhou Lecheng's head and report to you."

After he finished speaking, he flashed and went straight towards Zhou Lecheng.

"Get out of my way!"

With a roar, Ran Ming was like a human beast, sweeping out with his spear.

The soldiers from Liangzhou made way one after another, and even Zhou Lecheng's face changed slightly, and he suddenly bent down to avoid the attack.

But the Sizhou soldiers behind him had no time to dodge, and five of them were swept away and bumped into a group of people after landing.

Before they could get up, they spat out a mouthful of blood. The group of people were already exhausted and it was obvious that they would not survive.

This shocking scene made Zhou Lecheng realize that he was no match for Zhou Lecheng, and he immediately ordered: "Follow me to surround and kill this man!"

The surrounding Sizhou soldiers and horses immediately rushed forward.

But the soldiers from Liangzhou were not just for show, they immediately went up and the two sides started fighting.

"Want to kill me?"

Ran Ming grinned, pointed his left index finger at Zhou Lecheng, and hooked it slightly: "Come here!"

Zhou Lecheng's eyes were red after being provoked: "I don't believe you are so powerful!"

The sword in his hand spun, and his body shook, turning into a shadow that whizzed out and headed straight for Ran Ming's face.

"Humph!"

Ran Ming sneered, turned the spear in his hand, deflected the sword and smashed it towards Zhou Lecheng.

But Zhou Lecheng dodged sideways, paused his body, and swept out with his right foot with a sharp sword.

But Ran Ming jumped up, avoiding the sharp sword, and stabbed Zhou Lecheng with his spear.

Zhou Lecheng retreated rapidly, trying to avoid the attack, but the spear followed him like a shadow, heading straight for his throat.

"Damn it!"

Zhou Lecheng shouted angrily and slashed at the spear with his sword.

Unexpectedly, Ran Ming laughed wildly: "Let's see who is stronger!"

The spear went forward!

"Qiang!"

The weapons collided, sparks flew, and the weaker one was instantly knocked back several steps.

"Puff~" Zhou Lecheng spat out a mouthful of blood, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

Although he had heard that Ran Ming was very powerful and knew that Ran Ming was born with supernatural powers, he did not expect Ran Ming to be so powerful.

He had sustained serious internal injuries from this blow.

The hand holding the sword was shaking, blood was flowing from the hilt to the blade, and a feeling of despair filled his heart.

Even when he knew that Chu Ning's reinforcements were coming, he had never been so desperate.

This was also the first time he saw despair in someone.

The Ran Ming in front of him was like an insurmountable chasm!

Ran Ming did not waste time talking to Zhou Lecheng. Seeing that the other party was seriously injured, he shouted angrily and smashed him with his spear.

Zhou Lecheng wanted to dodge, but the pain in his body made him realize that it was too late to dodge.

In desperation, Zhou Lecheng could only wield his sword to resist!

"Bang!"

The sharp sword was broken directly, and the spear fell heavily on Zhou Lecheng's left shoulder, accompanied by a sound of bone cracking, symbolizing that this arm was disabled.

But before Zhou Lecheng could let out a scream, Ran Ming grabbed Zhou Lecheng's neck with his left hand.

With a strong pull, a stream of blood spurted out, and Zhou Lecheng's head was taken off by Ran Ming with one hand!

Such a horrifying scene frightened the surrounding Sizhou soldiers and horses.

But there were also loyal people who immediately reported the news.

"What, Zhou Lecheng was killed?"

Outside the barracks, Mr. Su's face suddenly turned gloomy when he learned the news.