On the battlefield, the killing was decisive, the bloody storm was extremely fierce.

Qin Ye rode a fast horse and arrived, and saw...

Blood flowed like a river, corpses piled up like a mountain, clusters of flames erupted and rushed straight to the sky, and the soldiers lying on the ground had their hands and feet broken...

A living hell on earth.

The strong smell of blood filled the nose, making it almost impossible to breathe.

The painful groans and wails almost pierced the eardrums.

A lot of people died...

A soldier was stabbed in the abdomen, leaning against another corpse, waiting for death. In his blood-stained hands, he held a silver longevity lock and muttered:

"Xiaobao, Daddy probably won't be back. You have to grow up healthy and listen to Mom. When you grow up, you have to protect Mom..."

One soldier had seven or eight arrows stuck in his body, and he was covered in wounds like a hedgehog, but he held the precious letter from home tightly in his arms, dying:

"Dad, Mom, I am an unfilial child. I cannot take care of you in your old age and see you to the end of your life..."

"Cui'er, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have married you three months ago. I've ruined your life!"

"ah……"

Fighting, death, roaring, shouting...all kinds of scenes come together, and the air is filled with a strong sense of sadness.

Sad and desolate.

despair.

Countless families were torn apart...

Qin Ye only felt his eyes extremely sore and his face extremely pale. He pursed his lips tightly and rode his horse into the depths of the battlefield.

More than thirty meters away, Li Huang's army surrounded Chen Wang's army. They were blood-thirsty and fought fiercely.

In the circle, Zong Zhengchen and Zong Zhengli were rivals. The two were evenly matched and the fight was extremely fierce.

Swords clash.

A strong clash.

No one gave in.

"Stop struggling in vain. The winner has been decided. Zong Zhengchen, you lose! Your woman and your child are all mine!"

Zong Zhengli laughed ferociously and swept his blood-stained sword across fiercely.

Zong Zhengchen broke the move and rushed forward.

“It’s not over yet!”

"Zong Zhengli, if you want to succeed, you have to die!"

"Hahaha, then I will kill you! Do you think you are my opponent? The Western Regions and the Southern Abyss have already cooperated with me. You are isolated and helpless, and you will definitely die!"

Zong Zhengli’s moves are intimidating and his sword strikes are powerful.

The collision of swords produced fierce sparks, which were reflected on the blood-stained faces of the two men. When their eagle-like eyes met, an invisible battlefield emerged, and neither of the two hostile men gave in.

With one move, the two men each took several steps back.

Immediately afterwards, they rushed up again and started a fight.

For a while, it was difficult to tell who was better and to come to a conclusion.

On the soldiers' side, the armies of Emperor Li and the Western Regions devoured King Chen's army at a speed visible to the naked eye. Within a quarter of an hour, nearly 80% of King Chen's men were under control.

Twenty thousand people surrounded King Chen.

King Chen only has a thousand men with him, and even if he dies, it will be difficult for him to break out of the encirclement.

At this point, the winner is clear.

Qin Ye came and saw that something was wrong, and shouted:

"Stop hitting me!"

Everyone was so blood-thirsty, their blood was boiling, and they were shouting angrily. How could they hear what Qin Ye said?

As victory was imminent, they killed more and more excitedly, ruthlessly killing King Chen's men and forcing King Chen into a desperate situation step by step.

"Zong Zhengli!"

"Zong Zhengchen!"

"Stop hitting me!"

Qin Ye almost shouted until her throat broke, but no one could hear her.

Watching Zong Zhengchen being devoured by the enemy, watching the bloody and cruel battlefield, watching the innocent soldiers die, watching hundreds of thousands of broken families, the guilt in his heart grew deeper and his eyes became more sad.

The fight broke out because of her.

On her shoulders are the lives of hundreds of thousands of innocent people.

She is guilty...