"Zhou Zheng, how dare you be so arrogant?!"

In the rebel camp, looking at the head in front of him, Zhou Ming's expression turned gloomy to the extreme.

He never expected that Zhou Zheng would be so arrogant and not care at all about the more than 100,000 elites in his hands.

Anger made his body start to tremble.

However, there was also a hint of fear and panic in this trembling.

For so many years, he has made careful calculations and taken every step carefully, so that he can win with one blow at the critical moment.

However, he never thought that when facing Zhou Zheng, he would actually have a hint of timidity deep in his heart.

He couldn't figure out what trump card Zhou Zheng had? How dare you be so tough at this time.

"Impossible, there must be something wrong!"

Zhou Ming clenched his fist and slammed it on the table, his eyes full of confusion.

"Your Majesty, if you don't see the end, why don't you just rush over."

"No matter how powerful Zhou Zheng is, he is still just a person!"

"Even if they still have the ancient city of Lincang, so what if they still have musketeers?"

"It's the end of the crossbow."

The soldiers around him looked disdainful. In his opinion, Zhou Zheng was just bluffing in order to buy enough time.

"Report!"

At this moment, a rapid voice came, and then a scout knelt in front of Zhou Ming.

"Read!"

Zhou Ming was a little impatient when his peripheral vision fell on the scout.

"Your Majesty, there is a hidden message ahead to report."

"The Marquis of Zhenbei has returned to the northern border, and the elites of the Yuan Dynasty have come out to follow the Emperor of Zhou southward."

Buzz! ! !

The scout's news made Zhou Ming's face instantly pale, his pupils dilated, and the panic and fear in his eyes finally became unbearable.

Even the soldiers around him were shaking a little at this time because they were also afraid.

Is this Zhou Zheng's confidence?

Is this why Zhou Zheng dared to kill them all? !

"damn it!"

Gritting his teeth, Zhou Ming roared incompetently.

He really couldn't figure it out. Was the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty kicked in the head by a donkey? !

All the elites, even though Zhou Zheng went south, are they not worried about Dayuan's safety? Aren't you worried that Zhou Zheng will keep all these tens of thousands of elites?

He couldn't figure it out, but there was no more time for him to think about it now.

Ahem! ! !

He coughed heavily, and a hint of despair appeared on Zhou Ming's face, which was ashen.

"Sir!"

"We still have a chance!"

"As long as we lure Zhou Zheng out, as long as he leaves the ancient city of Lincang, as long as we catch him and kill him, it's still not too late!"

Finally, some generals reacted.

The matter has come to this, and there is no other option but to fight to the death.

"That's right, the moment we raise our troops, it means we have no way out."

"Your Majesty, you must not be kind to women now!"

A somewhat thin general looked at Zhou Ming and spoke hastily.

Along the way, they were unstoppable until the ancient city of Lincang slowed down their march.

If Zhou Ming hadn't tried to give Gong Tan time to think about the negotiation with a trace of luck, thereby blocking the speed of the army, they would have already arrived in Kyoto and pointed their sword at the imperial city!

Some things fall behind step by step, step behind!

This mistake must not be made again!

"That's right, Your Majesty!"

"Stop thinking about peace talks, stop thinking about self-protection, and don't think about retreat!"

"Everyone knows Zhou Zheng's temper. Once he has murderous intentions towards us, the situation is doomed."

"Even now that Zhou Zheng has agreed to peace talks, do you really think we can live the rest of our lives in peace?"

"No, absolutely impossible!"

"Please, Your Majesty, fight to the death!"

"Please, Your Majesty, fight to the death!"

"Please, Your Majesty, fight to the death!"

At this moment, all the soldiers knelt down and worshiped Zhou Ming.

They lowered their heads and gritted their teeth.

They are absolutely unwilling to surrender and put their heads out for the court to chop!

There are 120,000 elites, and they still have the strength to fight.

Taking a step back, they can still find a world of their own, establish themselves as kings, and compete with the imperial court!

However, you must not surrender!

"Everyone!"

"Then, let's fight!"

Zhou Ming's eyes were a little moist as he looked at these brothers who had followed him through life and death.

In his life, he was ambitious and ambitious, but he was timid.

There is no guarantee of victory in this world.

But he thought about making a plan before taking action, thinking about winning before taking action. Little did he know that he missed the opportunity and was now passive.

If this happens again, perhaps these more than 100,000 brothers will leave him.

After thinking about this, Zhou Ming's pupils continued to shrink, and then when he clenched his fists, his body was full of fighting spirit.

He wanted to tear apart the cowardice in himself and fight Zhou Zheng head-on!

The two sides are only a hundred miles apart!

This was the closest he got to Zhou Zheng, and it was also his last chance.

As long as Zhou Zheng is killed, the world will still be his!

"Send the order!"

"At dawn, the army broke out of camp and headed towards the ancient city of Lincang!"

......

At the same time, three hundred miles away!

Although it is late at night, the lights are brightly lit.

In a large mountain canyon, densely packed with countless soldiers and generals gathered together, the atmosphere was depressing.

"Unexpectedly, Zhou Zheng's eyeliners are all around me!"

A middle-aged man stood up slowly, with a hint of anger and fear in his low voice.

Then, he crumpled the envelope in his hand into a ball, and a cold light burst out from his eyes.

The man in front of him had a strong energy lingering around him, and he had a feeling of tyranny like a landslide.

Especially the shocking scar on the cheek, which makes people feel a sense of awe.

"Sir?"

The general beside him frowned when he saw the man like this, and a sense of ominousness flashed in his heart.

The person who is called the crown prince is none other than the eldest son of Prince Mu’s Mansion, Zhou Huang!

He is also the one who is most favored to inherit the mantle of King Mu.

"Everyone, it seems that our actions have always been under the surveillance of the imperial court."

Zhou Huang sat on the chair, frowning.

And these words instantly made everyone stand up suddenly, with expressions of disbelief on their faces and uneasiness in their hearts.

Prince Mu's Mansion has 300,000 elite troops, especially the 150,000 troops commanded by Zhou Huang.

Everyone thought that Zhou Huang would take the initiative to send troops to help the king, but little did they know that Zhou Huang agreed to Gong Tan's persuasion.

Therefore, Zhou Mingdu led an army of 150,000 to the north.

However, how could Zhou Huang's ambition be limited to this?

He had already secretly mobilized troops to follow Zhou Ming.

Along the way, he had dodged countless spies, and even Zhou Ming himself didn't know that two hundred miles behind him, 150,000 elite men had been dormant!

This is Zhou Huang's method and ability!

However, in Zhou Zheng's eyes, all of this is just a clown!

The fact that Zhou Zheng could hand him the envelope in person meant that Zhou Zheng already knew everything about him.

"His Majesty?!"

"What does this mean?!"

The expressions of the officers and soldiers changed, and their voices became a little urgent.

"He is just forcing me to make a choice..."

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