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

"General Zhao!"

Inside the box of Zuixianlou.

Peng Jinglun held a wine glass in his hand and said calmly, "There are only two paths before you now."

"Either you submit to the Third Prince, there will be a bright future waiting for you in the future."

"Either you remain loyal to the end, but you will definitely die here today!"

Although his expression was calm, his words were filled with murderous intent.

Zhao Yu's eyes darkened when he heard this, and his aura suddenly exploded. He sneered:

"I have been promoted by His Majesty the King of Chu. Otherwise, I would still be just a centurion of the imperial guards. You want me to betray the King of Chu? Dream on!"

"is it?"

Peng Jinglun still looked indifferent: "That's a pity. Today, a great general of my Chu State will die."

After he finished speaking, his eyes turned cold and he slammed the wine glass in his hand to the ground.

"Clang~" the wine glass suddenly made a clanging sound.

The soldiers from the city defense camp who had been waiting for news in the corridor outside the door immediately rushed towards Zhao Yu.

But Zhao Yu was prepared. He suddenly flashed and rushed towards Peng Jinglun.

Unexpectedly, Peng Jinglun seemed to have anticipated this and turned around to avoid him.

"You know martial arts, and you're a top-notch expert!"

Zhao Yu noticed Peng Jinglun's strength and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

This person usually behaves like a scholar, but unexpectedly he has extraordinary skills.

Peng Jinglun smiled calmly: "If I didn't know martial arts, His Majesty the Third Prince wouldn't have recommended me as the Minister of War."

"Come together and kill him!"

Knowing Zhao Yu's strength well, Peng Jinglun pulled out the sword from the guard behind him and stabbed it straight into Zhao Yu's heart.

At the same time, the soldiers from the city defense camp behind him also rushed forward.

Zhao Yu did not bring any weapons with him, and even though he was at a disadvantage in fighting for a long time, he made a quick decision and jumped towards the window.

But Peng Jinglun was not nervous at all, instead he showed a sneer.

At this moment, a large net suddenly appeared outside the window, waiting for Zhao Yu to fall.

At the critical moment, Zhao Yu's face darkened and he kicked the restaurant with both feet. With the help of the force, he raised his body again.

But there was already a team of soldiers from the city defense camp waiting on the street outside, and they shot a volley of sharp arrows at Zhao Yu.

This scene made Zhao Yu's face change drastically. Knowing that the other party was well prepared tonight, he did not dare to be careless and quickly moved his body in mid-air to avoid the sharp arrow.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a little regretful!

I regret not bringing weapons with me!

If he had a weapon in his hand, he wouldn't be in such a mess.

If he continues to fight like this, he will surely be besieged and killed by the enemy.

It doesn't matter if he dies, but he is worried about Chu Ning's safety at this moment.

The situation in the city has changed drastically now, and I don’t know what the situation is in other directions.

Zhao Yu became more and more frightened the more he thought about it, and he wanted to escape very much, but the big net and the archers blocked all his escape routes.

At this time, Peng Jinglun came out of the restaurant with his men and said calmly, "Zhao Yu, are you satisfied with the trap I have prepared for you?"

"You are the right-hand man of the King of Chu. If I kill you, it will be like cutting off one of the King of Chu's arms, which will be beneficial to the Third Prince's next plan."

Zhao Yu was furious when he heard this: "You ambushed and killed me here for your own selfish reasons."

"If you don't do it for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth."

Peng Jinglun looked confident and said slowly, "You still have a chance to submit to the Third Prince. As long as you agree to submit, I will order everyone to withdraw immediately."

Zhao Yu suddenly laughed wildly: "Hahahaha, who do you think I am? Not everyone is like you, only interested in profit!"

"Even if I die here tonight, I will never submit to the Third Prince!"

Persuasion failed and Peng Jinglun lost his last bit of patience.

"If that's the case, then go die!"

Peng Jinglun waved his hand and said, "Come on, shoot!"

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~”

With a whistling sound, the sharp sword flew straight towards Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu, who was holding the eaves of the restaurant with his right hand, had a gloomy face. With so many sharp arrows and no weapons in his hands, he was afraid that it would be difficult to block them.

His eyes turned cold, and Zhao Yu was determined to fight for his life.

At this moment, a roar suddenly came from not far away: "Don't hurt General Zhao!"

Immediately, a cavalry group rode forward, and they threw out their pistols, knocking down many of the sharp arrows in the air.

Zhao Yu was overjoyed when he saw this: "It's the White Horse Cavalry!"

As he spoke, he spun down, dodging the sharp arrows and landed on the ground.

Many sharp arrows were knocked down by the pistol, which gave Zhao Yu the opportunity to fall from mid-air.

"General Zhao, sorry, we are late!" The White Horse Cavalry apologized loudly.

Zhao Yu laughed: "No, you came at the right time!"

"This group of people wanted to ambush and kill me, and they also intended to do something bad to His Royal Highness the King of Chu. Now follow me and kill them!"

At the command, the white horse cavalry charged forward without saying a word.

Peng Jinglun could no longer maintain his calm expression, and a look of horror appeared on his face:

"The King of Chu was actually prepared!"

"Sir, what should we do now? They are cavalry, we can't stop them at all."

The soldiers of the city defense camp were in a panic, and the centurion hurriedly asked Peng Jinglun for a countermeasure.

"Hmph, what else can we do? Retreat quickly!"

Peng Jinglun was very decisive. Seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately ordered a retreat.

The soldiers of the city defense camp were overjoyed and retreated quickly.

But Zhao Yu snorted coldly: "Want to escape? Is it that easy? Chase them and capture them."

At this time, a white horse cavalryman said in a deep voice: "General Zhao, Lord Jia has ordered us to kill Peng Jinglun."

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhao Yu reacted immediately.

Jia Yu must have seen through the opponent's trick, so he played along with it.

Now that the other party has taken action, there is no need for them to hold back.

Peng Jinglun wanted to get rid of him and pave the way for the third prince.

Then of course he could also get rid of Peng Jinglun and remove the stumbling block to the throne of King of Chu.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yu's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he said loudly: "No need to hold back, kill them!"

The White Horse Cavalry were originally trained by Zhao Yu, and the other party wanted to kill Zhao Yu tonight, which completely angered them.

Suddenly, war horses galloped, spears were waved, and they chased after them.

The city defense battalion were infantry after all. They could not outrun the war horses and were caught up in the blink of an eye.

Soon, screams were heard and the soldiers of the city defense camp were killed and routed.

Peng Jinglun had a gloomy face and left quickly under the protection of several guards.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a whistling sound came from behind.

When he turned around, he saw more than a dozen pistols flying towards him.

"Get out of the way!" Peng Jinglun was shocked and dodged quickly.

Relying on his strength as a first-class master, he dodged, but the guards around him were all shot dead by pistols.

At the same time, a roar was heard.

Peng Jinglun didn't even think twice and turned around to block with his sword.

"Qiang!"

The spear hit the sword, and the powerful force sent Peng Jinglun flying several meters away.

At the same time, the pistol flew towards him again, frightening Peng Jinglun, who had not yet landed, so much that he quickly swung his sword to block it.

Just when he was overwhelmed, a gunshot came through the air and pierced Peng Jinglun's heart in front of his horrified eyes.

"Humph!"

Zhao Yu snorted coldly, drew out his spear, and ordered: "Leave a team behind to quickly deal with them, and the rest of you will follow me to support His Royal Highness the King of Chu!"