After listening to the advice, I rebelled and became an emperor of all ages

Time is passing slowly.

Huyan Leng had a ferocious look on his face as he led his troops to attack the rebel army with a smug look on his face.

Looking at the rebels fleeing in panic, his heart was filled with awe, as if he had already seen the scene of all the Han people being slaughtered by him.

However, just when he thought everything was under control, these deserters who should have thrown away their weapons and armor changed direction one by one. What surprised him most was that determined looks appeared on these people's faces, as if they had made some preparations.

"what is this?"

He frowned, his heart tightened, and he had a bad feeling, realizing that things might not be as smooth as he imagined.

Even as he was thinking, the baggage that had slowed down the rebels' retreat and bought them time revealed their original appearance.

One after another, the crossbow carts that had been set up long ago turned around and aimed at the rebels. The crossbow arrows on the crossbow carts flashed fiercely in the sun, and the chill made him feel a chill in his heart.

"Damn it!" Hu Yan Leng cursed loudly. The crossbow arrows had already been mounted on the crossbow cart. It was obvious that they had fallen into the trap set by the rebels.

However, just like the rebels faced their previous charge, now they had no chance to retreat facing these crossbow carts that suddenly changed direction.

And now, it's too late.

Seeing that the time was right, Li Zhongwu's eyes flashed with a cold light, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He shouted in a low voice: "Shoot!"

His voice was followed by a sharp and piercing whistling sound. Dense crossbow arrows shot out of the crossbow carts, aiming at the Northern Barbarian Cavalry that were riding towards them.

Unlike the feather arrows shot by archers, the crossbow arrows from these crossbow carts are fast enough and heavy enough, so they will not deflect like feather arrows and draw a parabola in the air.

Instead, it shot straight at the Northern Barbarian Cavalry at an angle that was almost parallel to the ground. It was so fast that there was no escape.
The arrows cut through the air, making a sharp sound that was like the sky being torn apart, which was creepy.

Hu Yan stared at the rows of crossbow arrows shooting straight at him, panicking, and yelled, "Quick, scatter, scatter!"

Because crossbow arrows don't move in parabolas like feather arrows, if they want to use the speed of the cavalry to avoid the dense rain of arrows as they did before, it would be tantamount to actively facing the crossbow arrows, and there would be only one outcome - that is, I would shoot them into hedgehogs.

As a veteran who had fought on the battlefield, he understood that in this situation, they had no choice but to hide and disperse, and only in this way could they minimize casualties.

However, they were too late to retreat, and in front of him was a rain of arrows. The crossbow arrows flew like raindrops, at an extremely fast speed, leaving him and the Northern Barbarian Knights with almost no time to react.

Looking at the crossbow arrows that were constantly expanding in their field of vision, even these elite Northern Barbarian cavalry, whose faces should have been resolute, gradually became filled with extreme fear.

Their horses were frightened and neighed and galloped wildly during the charge, and the entire battlefield became chaos.

In the blink of an eye, the cavalrymen in the front instinctively reined in their horses and tried to make them turn.

But it was too late.

The crossbow arrows poured down like a torrential rain. The arrows were sharp enough to pierce through their light armor with almost no hindrance. Blood splattered and screams resounded throughout the battlefield.

Even more people were shot off their horses by crossbow arrows and fell heavily to the ground, their internal organs ruptured and blood immediately flowed out, staining the dust on the ground red.

The cavalrymen behind were unable to change direction and could only run straight into their companions who had been shot off their horses. Suddenly, people and horses fell to the ground, and there were more wails, blood splattered, and screams one after another.

"what!"

"what!"

"what!"

Sharp screams pierced the air, followed by more wails. The Northern Barbarian Cavalry, which had been on the verge of victory, collapsed instantly in this surprise attack.

Those knights who were once proud and fearless now fell down like torn cloth, without any resistance.

Hu Yanleng witnessed everything in front of him, his heart filled with despair and anger.

He had led troops in battles for many years and had fought in some brutal battles, but everything he saw still made him feel horrified.

Now blood was splattering and limbs were flying everywhere. The flesh and blood of the war horses had long been mixed with the flesh and blood of the humans and trampled into mud. It was impossible to tell which piece was human flesh and blood.

"Quick, retreat!" He finally realized that only retreat could preserve strength, but his voice seemed weak and powerless in this ever-changing battlefield.

Li Zhongwu stood in the distance, watching the Northern Barbarian Cavalry's defense line gradually being torn apart, and the anger in his heart subsided a little.

Until now, he had to admit Hu Yanleng's ability to command troops and the elite Eagle Division under his command.

If they were really unprepared and the Eagle Division under Hu Yanleng suffered a heavy loss, they would definitely be defeated.

"But now..."

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. As he watched the crossbow arrows being used up one by one, he was also calculating the time in his mind.

In fact, this batch of crossbows and arrows were originally the secret weapons given to him by Lin Zhongyun to capture and defend the city. However, it seems now that this batch of crossbows and arrows have also played their due role.

Originally, their Wudang Flying Army could also achieve this effect, but the last time in Hanzhou, the Northern Barbarians had already witnessed their methods.

That's why they sent out the extremely flexible and agile Falcon Division to fight against them. After all, in terms of speed and flexibility, the war horses under their crotch were still far inferior to those of the Northern Barbarians.

And if you think about it carefully, let alone the fact that the Wu Dang Flying Army was not by his side, even if the Wu Dang Flying Army was under his command, I am afraid that these crossbow carts would not be able to exert their current effectiveness.

Gradually, as the crossbow arrows were consumed one by one, the dense rain of arrows came to an end.

At this moment, the battlefield was already covered in blood, and the Northern Barbarian Cavalry had suffered heavy losses in this frenzy of crossbow arrows.

Although there were still some surviving Northern Barbarian soldiers, their eyes were filled with fear and they no longer had the same fighting spirit as before.

Seeing this, Li Zhongwu's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and he shouted loudly: "Everyone attack! Don't let them catch their breath!"

This order sounded the clarion call for the rebels' counterattack.

"Rush!!!"

The rebels, who had been extremely frustrated, instantly ignited their fighting spirit, roared in unison, and rushed towards the enemy with great momentum like a tide.

Looking at the mighty rebel army chasing after them, Hu Yanzhong, who was standing beside Hu Yanleng, looked defeated and said in horror: "General, we are defeated. How about we retreat?"

"Failed!"

At this moment, Hu Yandeng's face was gloomy and his heart was dead, and he murmured these words.

Even without being reminded by others, he knew that he had lost this battle, he had lost completely.

It's not that he hadn't thought that the rebels would set up an ambush, but he didn't expect that the rebels would set up an ambush after they were defeated, or that this defeat was planned by Li Zhongwu. "Damn it!" Looking at everything in front of him, he shouted unwillingly. He originally thought that if he could launch a surprise attack quietly and force the rebels to within a hundred miles of the camp, he would definitely be victorious.

However, he never expected that he would be greeted with such a painful lesson.

"General!"

Seeing Hu Yandeng still in a daze and not speaking, Hu Yanzhong was extremely anxious. He shook his body and said sadly: "General, the morale of the army has been weakened. We can't win this war."

"General, now that the rebels have not completely surrounded us, you retreat first and I will cover your retreat!" There was a sense of urgency in his voice. In his opinion, this was the only way out at the moment.

"Retreat?"

Hu Yan shook his head, his heart filled with bitterness.

There was a stubborn gleam in his eyes. He knew what retreat meant. It meant that he would bear the shame of the Northern Barbarians and become a fleeing general.

He was once the bravest warrior among the Northern Barbarians. He had fought in the army all his life and had made outstanding military achievements. He was the second most important figure among the Northern Barbarians after Chagan Uli. But now he has to flee in panic.

Besides this, what was even more difficult for him to accept was what he was carrying.

You know, he not only carries the honor and disgrace of being the first warrior of the Northern Barbarians, but also the future of the Northern Barbarians for hundreds of years and the hope of the Northern Barbarians.

This group of eagle warriors has become one of the foundations of the Northern Barbarians. Chagan Wuli gave it to him in order to completely reverse the current situation.

However, he was defeated in this battle which was extremely important to him and the entire Northern Barbarians.

"I am a sinner of the Northern Barbarians!!!"

Hu Yan Leng felt hopeless and kept muttering these words.

His personal failure was nothing, but his failure also meant that the Beiman’s last ditch effort had completely failed.

In other words, everything is over, the Northern Barbarians are completely finished!
"General, just listen to me!"

Seeing that Huyan Leng was in a state of stubbornness, Huyan Zhong immediately knelt down in front of Huyan Leng and cried, "General, even if it's not for yourself, you must go back alive for the Huyan clan and the entire Northern Barbarians!"

"You are the most courageous warrior in the Northern Barbarians. With you here, my Huyan clan has a backbone and there is still room for maneuver. Besides, the Khan does not want to see you die in battle!"

Hearing this, Huyan Leng's expression froze. He looked past Huyan Zhong and towards the battlefield in the distance, where the rebel flags were flying high, as if mocking his incompetence.

Yes,

If he died here,

What will happen to the Huyan clan? What will happen to the Khan? What will happen to the entire Northern Barbarians?
Hu Yanzhong's words stirred up a little ripple in his originally hopeless heart.

However, at this moment, a very familiar figure suddenly appeared in his field of vision, making his face grim and his eyes bloodshot.

While Huyan Zhong was stunned, Huyan Leng picked up the weapon in his hand, clamped it on the horse's belly, and looked like he was going to war.

"General, what are you doing?" Huyan Zhong was solemn and looked at Huyan Leng in surprise and doubt.

"It is you who should retreat. Go to Juxu City. Right now, the military advisor is the only one in the entire Northern Barbarians who has a way to break the impasse!"

He finally spoke, his voice low and firm, as if he was making a final defense for his decision, "I can't just retreat like this. I have to do one last thing for the Northern Barbarians, which is to capture Li Zhongwu and completely solve this major problem for the Northern Barbarians."

"Only in this way can I be worthy of the Khan and the Northern Barbarians."

Huyan Zhong was stunned, with a hint of shock and confusion in his eyes, but he understood that Huyan Leng's stubbornness and courage were his pride as a general, and also his responsibility as the first warrior of the Northern Barbarians.

But he was also filled with anxiety. Everyone knew that rushing out at this time would undoubtedly result in only one outcome, and that was death!

"General..." His voice was a little choked, and he wanted to say a few more words of advice, but was interrupted by Hu Yanleng's unquestionable voice.

"I can't become a sinner of the Northern Barbarians!"

"I will fight for the Northern Barbarians, even if it costs my life."

He turned around and looked in the direction of the Northern Barbarian Grassland, with a last trace of nostalgia flashing in his eyes.

The next second, the last attachment of the northern barbarians to their hometown turned into endless coldness and high morale when they looked at the rebels, "Go, if it's too late, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave."

His voice stirred in the wind and echoed across the battlefield, as if declaring his determination and courage to the entire Northern Barbarians.

Hu Yanzhong finally nodded helplessly, knowing that Hu Yanleng's decision was irreversible. He could only look at this hero in his mind silently, with an indescribable grief and admiration in his heart.

"kill!!!"

Hu Yanleng's roar was like thunder, shaking the entire battlefield.

He planted the flag of the Northern Barbarians behind himself. The bright red flag fluttered in the wind, as if calling on all the Northern Barbarians' warriors.

There was a crazy and determined light in his eyes, and he had already made up his mind to die rather than surrender.

The horses rushed down the small hill with thundering hooves, like the beating of war drums.

Faced with the densely packed rebel army, everyone was fleeing in a panic, but Huyan Leng was the only one who did the opposite and killed the rebel army.

Huyan Leng rode his horse like a meteor, galloping among the rebel army, charging left and right. Every time he turned a corner, blood would splatter and heads would fall to the ground.

Finally, he bent down and picked up a spear. He shot out the spear as fast as a dragon, and any rebel who dared to get within three feet of him would be killed by this shot.

Who is Hu Yanleng? He is the bravest warrior in the Northern Barbarians, and his natural supernatural powers are not just talk.

For a moment, even though there were densely packed rebel troops around him, Huyan Leng still managed to fight his way out.

Faced with such a terrifying and fearless person, everyone's face was filled with panic. They only dared to surround him with the weapons in their hands, but no one dared to step forward.

"Come on, kill me!" Hu Yan Leng roared, his voice was deafening, challenging the entire rebel army.

Finally, under Hu Yan Leng's provocation, someone finally couldn't stand it anymore and attacked from behind. At the same time, many people attacked Hu Yan Leng.

However, at this moment, Hu Yanleng was like a mad lion. He had long ignored the sudden attack from behind. He just let out a low roar like a beast with bloodshot eyes, and completely tore the rebel army in front of him to pieces.

"Li Zhongwu, come and fight me!" Just like that, Hu Yan ran rampant among the rebels, roaring one after another. (End of this chapter)