Your Majesty, please spare Diao Chan; your yang energy is too strong.

"I don't want to, I don't want to."

"Unwilling..."

As waves of sound rose and fell, they resounded throughout the entire city.

"Very well, since that's the case, then today I will live and die with you."

"Fight to the death and carve a bloody path for your loved ones."

"If you do not see me fall from my horse, do not mourn, do not grieve, and do not lay down your weapons."

"Keep your eyes forward, don't stop, wield your sword until you fall, and fight your way out."

"This is no longer a battle for me, but a battle for yourselves."

"kill."

Yuan Shu roared.

"kill."

The cheers were deafening, and the morale, which had previously plummeted, underwent a qualitative change in an instant.

"Very good, Zhong Jun is mighty, Zhong Jun is mighty."

Yuan Shu stood at the forefront of the army on his warhorse, inspecting the troops as if he were reviewing their strength, a hint of tears flashing in his eyes.

Perhaps only now does he realize how foolish his decision was.

"Great Zhong is mighty! Army Zhong is mighty!"

"Great Zhong is mighty! Army Zhong is mighty!"

"Great Zhong is mighty! Army Zhong is mighty!"

Countless people roared in unison, creating a deafening roar.

"Kill."

At Yuan Shu's command, he took the lead, and the remaining hundreds of thousands of troops charged forward.

The shouts of killing shook the sky.

"I never expected that Yuan Shu would still have such a spirit in his dying moments. I underestimated him."

On the opposite side of Yuan Shu's army, the various warlords had already joined forces.

Cao Cao couldn't help but sigh.

Even so, it still couldn't change his fate of defeat and death.

"kill."

At Lü Bu's command, countless allied troops instantly charged towards Yuan Shu.

Hundreds of thousands of allied troops clashed with Yuan Shu's army of over 100,000.

In an instant, corpses littered the ground.

The sounds of wailing, screams, and shouts of killing were incessant.

This will surely be a battle that goes down in history.

..............

at the same time.

They watched from a distance as Yuan Shu made his final decision before his death.

Even Zhou Heng couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

I had an urge to save him.

However, he ultimately suppressed the impulse, believing that everyone must atone for their mistakes.

No one can save him.

Even Zhou Heng was no exception.

He couldn't possibly gamble with the lives of the 170,000 soldiers behind him.

At least not now.

"Let's go. Yuan Shu has made the final preparations for us, to kill off the enemy's army to the greatest extent possible."

"It greatly secured the greatest benefits for us in capturing the Jianghuai region."

"Now it's our turn to make a move."

"Let's enter Shouchun!"

Zhou Heng gave Yuan Shu a deep look, then led his army of over 100,000 men through the other side of the city gate.

He was naturally fully aware of what the other person was thinking.

Now that things have come to this point, my thoughts are already completely out in the open.

If the other person still doesn't understand your feelings, then they're really stupid.

Obviously, the other party is not that stupid.

Therefore, this battle was a do-or-die situation for him.

But wasn't it also for his daughter?

Since he wanted Jianghuai, he would give it to him.

This was considered as a final dowry for his daughter.

To deplete the Allied forces to the greatest extent possible.

In this way, the other party will not have enough strength to defeat you.

His confidence in controlling the Jianghuai region has increased by at least three points.

Such a tragic scene moved heaven and earth.

“Yuan Shu, although I have always looked down on you, from now on you have changed my opinion.”

"Although you are not a qualified lord, you are at least a ruthless and ambitious man."

I appreciate your kindness.

"I will treat your daughter well from now on."

Zhou Heng thought to himself.

...............

On the battlefield, the setting sun was like blood, and corpses littered the ground, turning it red.

A figure stood up shakily in the crowd.

"Was it still a defeat?"

Looking at the hundreds of thousands of troops who had followed him, now only a handful remained, all retreating in defeat.

A bitter smile, tinged with despair, crept onto Yuan Shu's lips.

Indeed, not everyone is Xiang Yu.

"My lord, let's retreat. There are too many of them. Our men simply can't hold them off."

"If we don't retreat now, we'll all die."

The general behind him spoke loudly.

"You should leave. You shouldn't be buried with me, Yuan Shu."

"When you return to Shouchun City, I believe someone there will be there to meet you."

"I can't leave."

"There is nowhere in the world where I can find refuge."

"No one will accept me, including Zhou Heng."

Yuan Shu shook his head.

He slumped to the ground, picked up his sword, and carefully wiped the bloodstains off his clothes.

The soldiers' silent lamentations.

It seems to be witnessing the end of an era for a powerful figure.

"My lord..."

Countless soldiers, watching Yuan Shu's impending downfall in the distance, had tears in their eyes.

Although Yuan Shu did not treat the people of Jianghuai well, he treated his soldiers very well.

“Let’s go. The feudal lords of the world will not let me leave. You still have a chance to live. There’s no need for you to stay here and die with me.”

Yuan Shu waved his hand, trying hard not to let his tears fall.

"But........."

"call out."

But just then, a young general in white robes came rushing from afar.

In the blink of an eye, they were close to Yuan Shu.

"Yuan Shu, my lord has ordered me to come and fetch you."

"Who are you........"

"I am Zhao Zilong of Changshan, General of the Cavalry, Governor of Xuzhou, and Marquis of Wuxiang."

That's right, the person who came was Zhao Yun.

In the end, Zhou Heng still sent Zhao Yun, even though Yuan Shu was a thing of the past.

However, if one chooses to live under an assumed name, one might be able to survive.

“Zhou Heng........”

Yuan Shu muttered to himself.

He seemed to have thought of something, and a smile appeared on his face.

"No need. Tell your lord to protect my daughter. I, Yuan Shu, am the eldest son of the Yuan family, which has produced four generations of high-ranking officials. How could I possibly hide my identity?"

"Today, though I am dead, I am still the Emperor of Da Zhong, and still Zhou Heng's father-in-law."

"You people should follow General Zhao and go seek refuge with my son-in-law."

"Hahaha........"

Yuan Shu laughed loudly, and with a flick of his longsword, it slipped limply to the ground.

Thus, the era of the powerful warlord Yuan Shu came to an end.

"His Majesty........."

Countless civil and military officials knelt down, tears streaming down their faces.

"Hey."

Seeing such a powerful figure fall to such a state, even Zhao Yun, with his temperament, couldn't help but sigh deeply.

War shows no mercy, only cruelty.

But there are more important things to do.