My lady, I'm going to rebel.

Returning to sleep, Mu Zheng realized that the new army had taken action earlier because their reinforcements had arrived. The enemy had a new commander named Lian Dan.

At Lian Dan's command, the Xinmang army rushed towards Kunyang City like a surging tide, accompanied by deafening shouts of killing.

Suddenly, arrows rained down upon the tower like locusts, their sharp whistling sound tearing the air apart. Smoke instantly filled the tower, and the allied soldiers, undaunted by this dense hail of arrows, stood ready for battle.

Mu Zheng stood atop the city wall, his gaze piercing as he calmly directed the coalition's response. He shouted, methodically manipulating his archers, commanding them to return fire with all their might. In an instant, arrows and rocks flew from the tower, shouts of killing and screams mingled, as if the entire world had descended into a bloody savagery.

Liu Xiu personally led the Han army, like a tiger emerging from the mountains, and bravely charged towards the troops of Wang Yi and Wang Xun.

He was wearing armor, holding a long sword, and leading the way. His passionate shouts echoed over the battlefield: "Brothers, for the sake of the people of the world, to overthrow this corrupt new dynasty, charge!

"Inspired by Liu Xiu, the Han army's morale was high and their blood was boiling. They rushed towards the enemy like hungry wolves, fighting ten enemies with one, and were unstoppable.

Although veterans of battle, Wang Yi and Wang Xun were thrown into disarray by Liu Xiu's sudden and fierce attack. They attempted to leverage their superior numbers to stabilize their position and mount an effective counterattack. However, the Han army's offensive, like a violent storm, was too fierce for them to withstand.

The two sides engaged in close combat, the battlefield flashing with swords and blood splattering, each clash of blades accompanied by screams. The soldiers' roars and the clash of weapons intertwined into a tragic symphony of war.

Han Zi brandished the axe in his hand and charged into the enemy camp, hacking and killing while shouting: "Damn it, these Xinmang soldiers look numerous, but why are they so weak!"

Li Lian, who was beside him, nimbly dodged the enemy's attacks while responding, "Don't underestimate the enemy. This is just the beginning, and their main force hasn't completely collapsed yet!"

Liu Xiu rushed left and right in the enemy camp, keenly looking for opportunities to fight.

His gaze was as sharp as lightning, and he quickly locked onto Wang Xun's position. He saw Wang Xun, clad in magnificent armor and surrounded by a group of guards, attempting to stabilize the troops' morale. Liu Xiu's heart trembled, and he decided to capture the king first. With a powerful wave of his hand, he led the death squad, like ghosts, directly towards Wang Xun's location.

Seeing the situation was not good, the guards around Wang Xun immediately formed a circle, protecting Wang Xun in the middle. They held spears in hand, ready for battle, their eyes revealing a hint of tension and determination.

Liu Xiu showed no fear. He shouted loudly, swung the sword in his hand a few times, and rushed into the guard formation like lightning.

Liu Xiu's swordsmanship was sharp and strange. Each sword strike carried a tremendous force. Several guards fell in an instant.

The death squad soldiers were not to be outdone. They followed closely behind Liu Xiu and engaged in a desperate fight with the guards. For a moment, shouts and screams rang out around Wang Xun.

Wang Xun looked at the chaotic situation in front of him, feeling both shocked and angry. He drew his sword and joined the battle himself, trying to fight his way out.

Liu Xiu and Wang Xun finally came face to face. Wang Xun's eyes widened, filled with anger and unwillingness. He brandished his sword and stabbed Liu Xiu fiercely.

Liu Xiu dodged to the side, easily avoiding the fierce blow, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand stretched out like a venomous snake, piercing Wang Xun's throat. Wang Xun hurriedly dodged to the side, but was still a step too slow. Liu Xiu's sword blade grazed his neck, leaving a deep bloody mark.

Wang Xun was terrified, he knew very well that he had met a strong enemy today.

However, he was unwilling to accept defeat, so he tried his best to attack Liu Xiu again. Liu Xiu sneered, moved like a ghost, dodged Wang Xun's attack, and kicked Wang Xun fiercely.

Wang Xun staggered and took a few steps back. Liu Xiu took the opportunity to step forward, raised his sword high, and chopped it down with all his might.

This sword, carrying Liu Xiu's anger and determination, and the belief that the Han army would win, hit Wang Xun heavily.

Wang Xun screamed, the sword in his hand fell down, and he slowly fell to the ground, dying on the spot.

When Wang Yi's core troops saw their commander killed, their morale was immediately thrown into chaos.

The soldiers watched in horror, their eyes filled with fear and despair. Their positions were quickly broken, and the soldiers began to flee in all directions. Without a central command center, the various units of the New Army fell into complete chaos, like headless flies.

At this time, the Han army in Kunyang City saw the victory of the death squad led by Liu Xiu and others, and their morale was greatly boosted.

They erupted in a deafening roar of killing, rushing out of the city gates like a flood, joining the coalition forces outside to attack the new army from both inside and outside. The shouts and cheers intertwined, resounding through the sky, as if to shatter the very air.

"Look, General Liu and his men succeeded! Let's charge out and catch these Xinmang thieves in one fell swoop!" The Han soldiers in the city shouted excitedly.

"Yes, we have hope in this battle! The end of the Xin Dynasty has come!" Another soldier also echoed excitedly.

The Xinmang army of 420,000 quickly collapsed under the attack from both inside and outside.

The Xin Mang army was originally composed of impoverished civilians who were forcibly conscripted. They had long hated the Wang Mang regime, but dared not speak out. Now that they saw that the situation was hopeless and had suffered such a fierce attack from the rebels, they naturally had no desire to fight and fled.

On the battlefield, the Xin Mang army abandoned their armor and fled in all directions. The allied forces pursued them, and the shouts of killing were endless.

The Xinmang officers, who usually acted tyrannically, now abandoned their former dignity and joined the fleeing troops. The Xinmang army's flags were toppled and scattered across the battlefield, as if telling the desolation of this devastating defeat.

Lian Dan saw the situation was not good and secretly cried out in his heart, knowing that the situation was irreversible. But he was unwilling to accept defeat, so he tried to lead his troops to break through and fight his way out.

However, Mu Zheng had already anticipated his intention and led the cavalry to rush over like a gust of wind, entangling Lian Dan tightly.

Lian Dan fought hard, waving the long sword in his hand and fighting a desperate battle with Mu Zheng.

Lian Dan was a renowned general in the Xinmang army, his swordsmanship swift and fierce, each strike carrying immense force. Mu Zheng responded with composure, deftly dodging Lian Dan's attacks while simultaneously searching for opportunities to counterattack. After several rounds, the two sides remained evenly matched.

Suddenly, Mu Zheng spotted a flaw in Lian Dan's body. With a roar, he swung his long sword like lightning. The strike was incredibly fast and powerful, and Lian Dan couldn't dodge it. His arm was struck, and blood gushed out. Lian Dan nearly dropped his long sword in pain.

At this moment, the Han army rushed forward and killed Lian Dan on his horse.

In this battle, the coalition forces won a great victory. Outside Kunyang City, blood flowed like a river and corpses were scattered all over the ground.

The bodies of the Xinmang army piled up like mountains, and their blood dyed the ground red. Liu Xiu, Mu Zheng and others stood on the city wall, watching this tragic yet inspiring scene, with a lot of emotion in their hearts.

Han Zi excitedly pounded Mu Zheng's shoulder: "Brother Mu, this battle was so exciting! We have completely crushed the prestige of the Xin Dynasty!"

Mu Zheng looked into the distance, his expression solemn yet tinged with relief: "Yes, but this is just the beginning. There is still a long way to go, and we can't slack off in the slightest."

Liu Xiu nodded in agreement. "Mu Zheng is right. The world has not yet been pacified. There are still many suffering people waiting for us to rescue. We must seize the opportunity and continue to work hard to overthrow the Xin Dynasty and establish a peaceful and prosperous era."