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Chapter 1629: The Last Struggle

Wei Zelong was surrounded.

He didn't even have time to launch an attack on the rebellious Nancheng Zhu Ci, nor did he have time to move into the city, so he was surrounded. If he had time, he would still have a chance from the North City or the East City, but unfortunately he didn't.

The Ming army was like a wolf and a tiger, and was held back by Zhou Jiyun for several days. At first, he was full of anger, but later he was full of apology. Zou Ming launched a tide attack on the Chu army that was cut off the rear like a madman. The Chu army that was cut off the rear failed to last long and then it was swelling.

The rebellion of Nancheng cut off Wei Zelong's last retreat. Under the city, two cavalrymen of Yang Zhi and Murong Hai cut off their route to the battlefield in the left and right directions. Then Zou Ming's Pili Camp arrived and launched an attack on the Chu army again without any rest. As the large army commanded by Zhou Jiyun arrived in Nancheng, Wei Zelong's tens of thousands of troops were trapped in a narrow range of less than two kilometers.

In less than an hour, the outer city defense forces collapsed and after the sky was completely dark, only Wei Zelong, the innermost encirclement and the Fire Phoenix Army were left.

Within this hour, they dug soil and built walls and arranged a simple defensive position. Even the corpses of the warriors became available materials at this time.

Without long-range weapons, even powerful crossbows were discarded during retreat. The number of feather arrows was seriously insufficient. On average, each Fire Phoenix Army had at most three to five arrows. What they could own was the weapons in their hands and their bodies.

Among the Ming army gradually surrounding, there were dozens or hundreds of thunder fires, and there were even a ferocious catapult with a terrifying surface. They were placed in front of the Fire Phoenix Army. A rushing cart with iron shells wandered not far from the Chu army's position, and from time to time they would shoot some crossbow arrows to the Chu army's position. The war horses were running around the Fire Phoenix Army's position, as if they were peering at the place where they were suitable for their key breakthroughs when launching an attack.

Qin Feng finally arrived at the battlefield when the Fire Phoenix Army was completely surrounded.

"Send people to shout and order the Chu army to surrender. If you shout three times, the attack will begin immediately." Qin Feng ordered.

Looking at Wei Zelong's posture, Qin Feng didn't think this guy would surrender, but he thought he should go through the procedure he should go. I'll give you a way to live, but you insist on going all the way, but I can't blame me.

Dozens of loudly voiced soldiers rode their horses toward the Chu army's position, and shouting sounded over and over again on the position. The Chu army's position was silent, without any reply, no rebuke, and even a feather arrow had not been shot out. Feather arrows were extremely precious at this time, and there was no need to waste them on these loud voices.

After three times, dozens of big men turned around and left without any hesitation. When they were back, the trenchers in the distance made a dull roar, and the sky was instantly covered with countless stone bullets.

The thunder fire roared angrily, and countless red iron balls turned into fire balls in the air and fell towards the Chu army's positions. The sound of powerful crossbows resounded throughout the world.

Zhu Ci stood high and naturally saw far, but even though he was a veteran of many battles, his calves were twisting at this moment. Countless stone bullets and fire bullets were almost densely spread on the Fire Phoenix Army's position. At the moment he fell, he couldn't even see the soldiers of the Chu army on the position.

The next moment, the Huofeng Army's position was already full of holes. Zhu Ci even saw countless broken arms and limbs flying high in that moment.

But this is just the beginning. The second and third rounds of attacks continued to develop without much intervals. Such shooting speed made Zhu Ci look like earth. If the Ming army attacked the city wall, with such a dense attack, how many survivors could there be on the city wall?

The sound of horse hooves sounded, and a team of heavily armored knights jumped out from the Ming army's position. The tall war horses were covered with iron armor. The bright sharp blades on the horse's heads reflected the fire, shining with a light red light. The knights' bodies were covered in black armor, and each person rode, like a demon running out of hell, following the stone bombs flying in the air and attacked forward.

In front of them were three old guys without armor, one of whom was holding a mace exactly like those heavy riders, and one of the scholar-like people was holding a folding fan in his hand, as if he was not going to kill the enemy, but going on an outing, and the other was holding a sword in his hand.

They actually ran in front of the heavy rider.

The stone bullets and iron bullets roared to the ground, and when the fire phoenix army's positions once again caused waves of chaos, the black heavy cavalry also rushed over.

The three old men who were opening the way moved. The mace swept across the sword light, and amid the bang, the simple earth walls built by the Fire Phoenix Army collapsed like sand and gravel, and the three rushed in.

The next moment, Zhu Ci only saw figures flying up one by one. The three old men seemed to have entered a state of no one, and rushed forward straight. Behind them, five hundred cavalry rushed over.

Behind them, more cavalry rushed over, and the fire skull flags held high looked particularly hideous under the reflection of the fire. They were the personal army of the Emperor of Ming Dynasty.

Behind them were another wave of cavalry, divided into left and right legs, one led by a general wielding a double sword, and the other led by a general wielding a huge black sword.

Both Zhu Ci knew the two people, one was Jiang Shangyan, the former strong general of the Chu State, and the other was Yang Zhi, the general of the Ming Dynasty's Southern Route Army, and the grandson of Yang Yihe, the former chief assistant of the Chu State.

Zhu Ci was a little sad. These people were supposed to be the pillars of Chu State, but now they have become the vanguards of destroying Chu.

Three consecutive waves of attacks turned the Fire Phoenix Army's military formation upside down. The military formation, which had been destroyed by long-range force, had already been in chaos under such a heavyweight charge and was divided into countless small groups of independent combat operations.

The Fire Phoenix Army's resistance was very tenacious, but it was only tenacious.

Zhu Ci sighed, lowered his eyelids, and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, because the large army of the Ming army was already moving, and when all the infantry were pressing on it, it was time for the war to end.

The strongest army of Chu State, once now, became a lamb at the slaughter of others.

At this moment, Zhu Ci burst into tears, not knowing whether he was mourning the decline of the once powerful Chu State or glading his wise choice. These people all witnessed the most powerful moment of Chu State, but unfortunately, they also witnessed the moment when Chu State was about to be destroyed. At the most powerful time, they could even challenge the authority of Qi State, and it took only ten years from heaven to hell.

Wei Zelong held his central army flag with one hand and a sword with the other. At this moment, there were only more than a hundred personal guards beside him, and what was rushing towards him was Qin Feng's Fire Death Camp.

"Kill!" He hissed, held up his cavalry and rushed forward against the black cavalry that was coming like a tide.

"Kill!" More than a hundred personal soldiers beside him raised their weapons and rushed towards their opponents fearlessly.

The next moment, they were submerged by black cavalry, and the big flag was fluttering among the cavalry. Finally, with a bang, the big flag was cut into two, the upper half flew high, and countless cavalry rushed past. Whenever the big flag was about to fall, it would be slashed into the sky by a big knife. When the last flag was also cut into two in the air, the cavalry had already roared by, and only one broken corpse was left on the road they were galloping through.

Zhu Ci bent down deeply with tears in his eyes, then he straightened his body, straightened his chest, and said loudly: "Open the city gate and welcome the king's army into the city!"

The closed gate of the Nancheng Lord slowly opened, ready to welcome his new master into the city.

In the capital city and the imperial palace, except for the dense torches and lanterns above the palace city, the inside was pitch black and so quiet that it made people rash. Since the West City was broken by the Ming West Army led by Chen Zhihua, Min Ruoying has been sitting upright on the main hall of the dynasty meetings on weekdays, dressed in emperor's costume, and standing tall on the throne alone.

All the guards and eunuchs were bombarded out of the hall by him. This hall was where the Chu State held a grand ceremonial meeting on weekdays. It was hundreds of square meters. At this moment, there were no voices or lights. Min Ruoying was like a ghost, sitting upright on the hall, with a faint gaze and staring at the darkness in front of her without any focus.

At this moment, outside the imperial city, only the last five thousand Fire Phoenix Army remained. After the Ming West Route Army broke through the city, the chief assistant Ma Xiangdong led the five thousand Fire Phoenix Army to assist the West City. When he left, Ma Xiangdong bowed three times and nine times to Min Ruoying in the Zheng and Heroes. After standing up, he never looked back.

Min Ruoying knew that this was his prime minister's final farewell to him.

"Your Majesty." A voice sounded outside the closed hall, which was Jiao Hong, the commander of the last five thousand Fire Phoenix Army. "Just just heard news that General Wei Zelong died in his post and the Nancheng was destroyed."

Min Ruoying moved slightly, and after a while, she said: "Jiao Hong, take your troops to Nancheng to meet the enemy!"

Jiao Hong hesitated and said: "Your Majesty, when the last general is gone, the only palace guards are left in the imperial city."

"If the Ming army is here, how big is the difference between you and not?" Min Ruoying's voice sounded in the hall. He was actually laughing, which made Jiao Hong feel a little lost.

"Go, go!"

Jiao Hong knelt outside the hall and solemnly bowed three times and nine times to the hall, "Take care, you're going to go."

The hall was quiet and silent. Jiao Hong got up, turned around and walked out with big strides.

After a while, the last Fire Phoenix Army gathered and rushed towards the south city.

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