His eyes were stinging from the strong smell of blood, but his mind was unusually clear.

He knew he had to fight his way to Xianyang, or they would be finished!

The Qin army at the north gate was outnumbered by the Chu army, and soon the Qin army could not hold out and suffered repeated defeats.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Yun Qingshu broke through the encirclement and led the remaining Chu army to continue their northward assault.

"Sir, you're injured. Let's get it bandaged first!" the lieutenant said worriedly, trying to stop him.

Yun Qingshu ignored all warnings, declaring, "We must capture Xianyang today!"

Xianyang is the last hope of the Chu army, and he must seize this only opportunity!

Just then, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly came from afar, rushing towards them.

"I am Meng Tian of Qin, and I have been waiting for you for a long time on your orders. Chu army, prepare to die!"

Meng Tian led 20,000 cavalrymen straight into the center of the Chu army, cutting them in half from front to back, leaving them unable to defend themselves.

Yun Qingshu's eyes were bloodshot. He wanted to fight back, but was stopped by his deputy.

At this point, counterattacking would be suicidal, as Qin troops were still pursuing them.

"Run, sir!"

The army of 300,000 has dwindled to less than 100,000.

"To Yongcheng!!!" Yun Qingshu gritted his teeth and led the remaining Chu army to attack Yongcheng.

Since Xianyang cannot be captured, the only option is to take Yongcheng first. Yongcheng was once the residence of the Queen Dowager of Qin, and after her death, it became the granary of the Qin state.

Even if he couldn't conquer Xianyang, even if he ultimately lost, he would still destroy Qin's granaries.

But when the Chu army arrived at the walls of Yongcheng, Yun Qingshu saw Lu Li standing on the city wall.

"Brother Yun, it's been a long time!"