The Great Qin Dynasty: The egg of the Black Bird was revered as a national guardian beast.

The city was filled with commotion.

Flames soared into the sky, arrows rained down, and the sounds of clashing weapons mingled with the roars of men.

Blood was splattered all over the street.

It's unclear whose severed limb fell to the ground, still clutching a sword, twitching in its hand, before being trampled into a bloody pulp.

There were hardly any civilians left in the city long ago.

Most of them were rebel soldiers, and some were refugees who were forced to come here. They have survived to this day and have killed countless people.

The soldiers charged into the city.

Upon seeing people wielding wooden spears, they charged into battle.

The rebel soldiers, armed with wooden spears, stood in the streets and alleys in terror, like bees and locusts, as if they were in a living hell.

Before they became rebels, they were just ordinary people.

Now, facing the Qin's elite Guanzhong army, they could only retreat step by step, with no room for resistance.

The Qin army, a dense, well-trained force, was a formidable sight.

They raised their swords, spears, and halberds, and with each swing forward, a person fell, screams echoing everywhere.

Stepping on the ground, a sticky substance appeared, covered in blood and limbs.

His armor was stained with a patch of red grime.

They charged forward like madmen, shouting, with several severed heads hanging from their waists; they were truly ferocious and menacing.

His eyes turned red as he looked at the chaotic army scattering in all directions.

Amidst this chaos, someone set fire to the houses along the roadside, and the twisted flames burned and raged throughout the city.

Soon, thick smoke rose and spread to several areas.

Chen County Court.

It was used by Chen Sheng as the palace of the King of Zhang Chu.

He could hear the commotion in the distance, the raging fire, and the soldiers rushing over to deliver messages.

Chen Sheng gritted his teeth, panting heavily as he looked around, then asked the person beside him, "What exactly happened?!"

"Where is Tian Zang?"

"Wasn't he leading his army westward to confront the Qin army?!"

"Why is the Qin army now capturing Chen County, and what about Zhou Wen? Didn't I order him to come to the rescue?"

A man dressed in the armor of a deputy general wiped the blood off his face, then knelt down and clasped his hands in greeting.

"Your Majesty, Tian Zang led his army westward to meet the Qin army at Ao Cang, but suffered a great defeat and committed suicide. His main force was wiped out."

"Zhou Wen rushed to provide reinforcements, but also suffered a crushing defeat!"

"Damn it!" Chen Sheng cursed. "I should have known that Tian Zang and Zhou Wen wouldn't amount to anything."

Flames were scorching the houses in the distance.

The wooden beams let out a mournful cry, and then the house collapsed, sending up a plume of smoke and fire.

At the same time, the shouts of battle grew closer and closer.

"Ahem." Chen Sheng coughed, glaring hatefully at the distance. "Break through! Get out of here first!"

As he spoke, he glanced around.

"Gather everyone who's left, and break through with me!"

"Yes." The lieutenant clasped his hands, then stood up and ran off to gather the men.

Chen Sheng also put on his armor and put on his sword.

After glancing at the people in front of him, Chen Sheng boarded the chariot, drew his sword, and pointed it forward.

"kill!"

Chen Sheng led his men out of the county court.

Chaos reigned in the city. In the distance, their rebel army abandoned their wooden spears and fled, pursued by Qin soldiers.

The Qin soldiers behind them had several heads slung across their waists.

Not only that, he was also holding a head in his left hand, a sword in his right hand, and a ferocious smile on his face.

"Your Majesty, save me!"

One of the fleeing rebels saw Chen Sheng ahead.

Behind him, a small group of men, their faces showing excitement, waved and shouted.

But this sound wasn't only heard by Chen Sheng and his men; the Qin soldiers who were beheading people all around also noticed it.

They were seen tying the severed heads they held to their waists.

Raising his reddened eyes, he looked at Chen Sheng, who was standing on the chariot.

"What did he just call this person?"

A Qin soldier tied his severed head around his waist, blood dripping onto the ground, and wiped the sweat from his face.

He wiped his face until it was bright red.

But he didn't care and looked at the person standing next to him.

Swallowing hard, Qin Jun smiled, though his eyes were somewhat red.

"Your Majesty, address him as Your Majesty."

The two Qin soldiers nodded and exchanged a glance.

He then grinned maliciously, "So, this man is the leader of the bandits."

Chen Sheng felt as if his blood had congealed.

He was like prey, watched by the Qin soldiers all around him, as if he were being stared at by some ferocious beast.

"kill!"

The next moment, not a single Qin soldier stopped.

Without saying much, they simultaneously raised their swords and charged towards them.

"Don't try to take it from me, the leader of the thieves is mine!"

During this process, the Qin army seemed to have gone mad, their eyes bloodshot, charging forward fearlessly.

One of the Qin soldiers even tripped someone else.

A look of horror crossed Chen Sheng's face. He quickly waved to the people behind him and said, "Run! Run!"

He had never seen anything like this before in his life.

Although he led the rebel army to capture several cities in succession,

But they would wait until the food was gone, and then lure the rebel army into attacking the city by promising to share all the food after capturing it.

The Qin soldiers defending the city were easily captured.

Who would have thought that the Qin army from Guanzhong would be so ferocious, they were practically inhuman.

Who is this kind-hearted person who carries a human head around their waist?

Who is a good person who would rush forward fearlessly after seeing so many people behind him?

Chen Sheng cursed under his breath.

Standing on the chariot, he led his men in a chaotic charge, seemingly trying to find a city gate to escape.

But no matter where he went, the Qin army around him continued to pursue him relentlessly, their eyes red and their numbers growing ever larger.

Qin soldiers from all directions, with severed heads at their waists and their eyes bloodshot, charged toward him with swords raised.

A hint of fear appeared on Chen Sheng's face.

He quickly waved to the people behind him and said, "Quick, stop them! Stop them!"

Then he instructed the driver to reverse the car.

The deputy general stood there with a firm gaze, raising his hand to direct the troops behind him: "Line up."

Chen Sheng did not stay where he was and told the driver to leave.

Screams echoed from behind. Standing on the chariot, Chen Sheng frantically urged the driver to speed up.

After urging him on, Chen Sheng turned around, his pupils contracted, and he saw a scene he would never forget.

Then, his men broke through the encirclement.

They had all fallen to the ground, and the Qin army was grinning as they chopped off their heads and strung them around their waists.

This scene was witnessed not only by Chen Sheng, but also by his coachman Zhuang Jia.

Fear and anxiety caused the chariot to lurch and jerk.

Chen Sheng was both angry and afraid. Standing on the chariot, he looked at Zhuang Jia, who was driving the chariot, and reprimanded him.

"Can you even drive? Drive properly!"

Chen Sheng's reprimand brought Zhuang Jia's resentment to its peak, and a bold idea began to form in his mind.

Chen Sheng is destined to lose, so why not kill his lord and surrender to Qin to save himself?

Thus, gripping the reins tightly, Zhuang Jia drove his chariot back and stopped in front of the Qin army.

After dismounting from the chariot, Zhuang Jia knelt on the ground.

He shouted, "Chen Sheng is wicked! I am willing to betray my lord and surrender to Qin. I beg you to spare my life!"

"You!" Chen Sheng, atop the chariot, raised his hand and pointed at him, as if to say something, but a flash of sword light streaked past.

"thump!"

Chen Sheng's neck tilted to the side.

Then a head fell off the chariot and slowly rolled onto the sand.