“How dare you!” Ying Yuan roared, unable to suppress his anger any longer. He suddenly drew the sword from his waist, pointed at Zhao Cheng and shouted, “Zhao Cheng, how dare you humiliate me like this! Today, I will take your life first!”

After saying that, Ying Yuan was about to ride his horse to charge, but was stopped by Ying Zheng.

"Brother, please be patient," Ying Zheng said calmly, but his tone was full of unquestionable majesty. "This man is arrogant and can't stand a single blow. Let me deal with him."

Ying Yuan was slightly stunned, and looking at Ying Zheng's confident eyes, the anger in his heart gradually subsided. He nodded, put the sword back into the sheath, and said in a deep voice: "Brother, be careful."

"Don't worry, my brother. I will definitely fulfill my mission!" Ying Zheng said, turning to look at the army behind him and loudly ordered: "All soldiers, listen to my orders! Follow me to kill the enemy! Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed without mercy!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The deafening shouts of killing resounded through the sky. Ying Zheng's army launched a fierce attack on Zhao Cheng's army like a tiger descending from the mountain.

Seeing this, Zhao Cheng was not willing to be outdone. He waved his spear and commanded his troops to fight.

For a moment, the two armies fought, the shouts of killing shook the sky, the swords flashed, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Ying Yuan stood on the high slope, watching the fierce fighting below the mountain, but his heart was unusually calm. He knew that this battle was not only about the struggle for the throne, but also about the future of the Qin Dynasty.

He must win!

Ying Yuan's gaze fell on Ying Zheng, and saw that he was leading the charge, extremely brave, the long sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, reaping the lives of the enemies.

"Royal brother..." Ying Yuan was deeply moved. He knew that everything Ying Zheng did was for him and for the Qin Dynasty.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion on the battlefield.

Ying Yuan looked closely and saw that a group of elite cavalry had appeared beside Zhao Cheng at some point. They were all wearing heavy armor and holding long swords. They were like a steel torrent and were unstoppable.

"Oh no! It's Zhao Cheng's trump card - the Black Armor Guards!" Ying Yuan was shocked. He knew that the Black Armor Guards were Zhao Cheng's trump card army with very strong combat effectiveness. Once they were allowed to break through the defense line, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Pass the order down. Stop the Black Armor Guards at all costs!" Ying Yuan made a prompt decision and issued a death order.

"Yes, sir!" The messenger took the order and left.

However, the Black Armor Guards' offensive was too fierce and Ying Yuan's army was unable to stop them.

“Hahaha… Ying Yuan, you lost!” Zhao Cheng laughed loudly as he looked at the defeated Ying Yuan army. “Today, I will let you see with your own eyes how you lost everything!”

After saying that, Zhao Cheng took the lead and led the black-armored guards to charge towards the high slope where Ying Yuan was.

"Protect His Majesty!" Seeing this, the soldiers around Ying Yuan drew their weapons and fought to the death.

However, under the iron hooves of the Black Armor Guards, they were like paper and could not withstand a single blow.

Seeing that the Black Armor Guard was about to rush to Ying Yuan, at this critical moment,
A black feather arrow, wrapped in a strong wind, broke through the air and shot straight at Ying Yuan! In a flash, at the critical moment, Ying Zheng suddenly threw Ying Yuan to the ground. The arrow flew past Ying Yuan's scalp and nailed to the wooden pillar behind him, buzzing.

"Royal brother!" Ying Yuan was still in shock. He could even feel the wind from the arrow ruffling a few of his hairs.

Ying Zheng climbed up from him and brushed the dust off him, "Are you okay?"

Ying Yuan shook his head, supported Ying Zheng's hand and stood up. He scanned the chaotic battlefield with a sharp gaze and said through gritted teeth: "Zhao Cheng, you are so brave!"

Zhao Cheng rode on his horse, looking down at Ying Yuan with a sarcastic smile on his face, "Ying Yuan, your death has come! Obediently accept your death!"

"I haven't lived long enough!" Ying Yuan sneered, drew the sword from his waist, and pointed it at Zhao Cheng, "Today I will let you see who is the real emperor!"

After saying that, Ying Yuan was about to rush down to fight Zhao Cheng to the death.

"Brother, don't be impulsive!" Ying Zheng grabbed him and said, "This man is full of tricks, don't underestimate him!"

"Does the emperor have any good ideas?" Ying Yuan asked anxiously. Ying Zheng hesitated for a moment and pointed to a small hill not far away, "Let's retreat there first and make plans later."

Ying Yuan nodded, and under the protection of Ying Zheng and a group of guards, he fought and retreated, moving towards the small hillside.

Seeing this, Zhao Cheng laughed loudly, "Ying Yuan, you are already trapped in a jar, you can't escape! If you know what's good for you, just surrender!"

Ying Yuan turned a deaf ear and just quickened his pace.

Just as they were about to reach the hillside, suddenly, an arrow shot from the side and hit Ying Yuan's thigh!

"Ah!" Ying Yuan screamed and staggered to the ground.

"Royal brother!" Ying Zheng was shocked and hurriedly supported Ying Yuan.

"Protect His Majesty!" Seeing this, the guards around gathered around and protected Ying Yuan and Ying Zheng in the middle.

Seeing Ying Yuan was shot by an arrow, Zhao Cheng rode over triumphantly, "Ying Yuan, you can't escape from my grasp after all!"

Ying Yuan gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, pulled out the arrow from his thigh, and blood immediately gushed out.

"Brother Emperor, how are you?" Ying Zheng asked anxiously.

"It's okay, just a minor injury." Ying Yuan said with forced calmness, but his pale face betrayed him.

Zhao Cheng looked at Ying Yuan's painful appearance, and his heart was filled with pleasure. "Ying Yuan, weren't you very crazy? Why aren't you crazy now?"

"Zhao Cheng, don't be so complacent!" Ying Zheng shouted angrily, "I will avenge today's vengeance!"

“Hahaha…” Zhao Cheng laughed out loud, “Just you? Who do you think you are? You’re nothing but a dog of Ying Yuan!”

"You are looking for death!" Ying Zheng was furious. He drew his sword and was about to rush forward to fight Zhao Cheng to the death.

"Brother, don't be impulsive!" Ying Yuan grabbed Ying Zheng and said, "As long as there is life, there is hope! Let's retreat first!"

Ying Zheng looked at the increasing number of black-armored guards around him, then looked at the pale-faced Ying Yuan, and finally nodded. He supported Ying Yuan, and under the protection of the guards, he retreated towards the hillside with difficulty.

Zhao Cheng did not chase after him, but just stood there, watching Ying Yuan's embarrassed escape, with a mocking smile on his face.

"Ying Yuan, ah Ying Yuan, you lost after all! This kingdom of Qin still belongs to me after all!"

……

On the hillside, Ying Yuan's wound had been simply bandaged, but he was still pale and weak.

"Brother Emperor, what should we do now?" Ying Zheng asked anxiously.

Ying Yuan looked at the densely packed black-armored guards at the foot of the mountain, feeling confused.

He knew that he had already lost.

Zhao Cheng's army had surrounded them and they couldn't escape.

"Brother Emperor, are we really going to surrender?" Ying Zheng asked unwillingly.

Ying Yuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "We have no way out." (End of this chapter)