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

Accompanied by a frenzy of crossbow arrows, the Northern Barbarians' defense line was torn apart by Chess, resulting in an almost one-sided situation.

However, even in such a desperate situation, Huyan Leng fought his way out of the rebel camp, demonstrating his bravery as the bravest warrior of the Northern Barbarians.

At this moment, he was like an angry lion, his eyes filled with rage and blood, and he vowed to tear apart any enemy in front of him.

The rest of the frightened Northern Barbarian cavalry were infected by Hu Yanleng's courage.

"Kill, fight for the Northern Barbarians!"

"Don't panic, General. We are here to help you!"

"Today I swear to make these damn Han people pay the price."

The anger in their hearts completely erupted at this moment, and hysterical roars came out of their mouths, with their faces looking so ferocious and terrifying.

"Li Zhongwu!!! Do you dare to fight me?" Hu Yanleng was furious. He looked around like a great hero and shouted to the sky. His voice was full of fearlessness and provocation.

The surrounding rebels looked at each other in bewilderment when they saw Hu Yanlang being so arrogant. Facing such a brave warrior of the Northern Barbarians, they couldn't help but feel a little afraid.

At this time, they just surrounded Hu Yanleng, but no one dared to step forward.

After all, the bodies that fell one after another around him had already shown them the consequences vividly.

No matter how unwilling they were to admit it in their hearts, they had to admit that Hu Yan Leng was extremely domineering and upright at this moment.

Even Li Zhongwu, their rival, was shocked by Huyan's stunned look. His eyes flickered and he was filled with admiration.

Such a person is worth remembering at all times and will become a legendary figure of the generation.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful. It was a pity that Huyan was born in the wrong place. If he was a Han Chinese, he would definitely be one of the top generals in the future.

"It would be great if such a person was born in the Central Plains and was a Han Chinese." He thought to himself.

But he also understood that in the face of such a person, the only way to show the greatest respect to him was to go all out. Li Zhongwu took a deep breath, put away the complicated thoughts in his mind, and his eyes became more determined. He knew that only by going all out could he be worthy of the challenge of the first warrior of the Northern Barbarians.

"Why not?" He shouted, his voice like thunder, resounding throughout the battlefield. Li Zhongwu picked up the weapon beside him, rode his horse over the crowd, and rushed towards Hu Yanleng.

At that moment, his figure approached rapidly like a gust of wind.

The sound of horse hooves breaking through the air,
Li Zhongwu thrust out his spear, the shadow of the spear piercing the sky, and stabbed towards Hu Yanleng heavily. The spear flashed coldly in the sun, with endless power, and went straight to Hu Yanleng's heart.

Huyan stared at the fierce gunshot in a daze, but his body remained motionless, with a ferocious sneer on the corner of his mouth.

There was no trace of fear in his eyes at this moment. What he had was only the determination to die and the fearlessness of being the bravest warrior of the Northern Barbarians.

He knew that he was doomed to die since he broke into the rebel army's formation.

But so what?
He is fearless!!!

today,

He wanted to use the blood in his heart and his life to expand the territory for the Northern Barbarians and win a safe future for them.

"bring it on!!!"

With a deep shout, he lightly kicked the horse's belly and spurred the horse towards Li Zhongwu.

When Li Zhongwu was about to stab him with his spear, he leaned to the left and rode sideways, causing Li Zhongwu's spear to miss.

"Riding sideways?" Li Zhongwu raised his eyebrows, feeling a little surprised.

Originally, they had only heard of sideways riding in rumors, but they did not expect to have the opportunity to see it today, and this first meeting was for him.

However, he reacted quickly, and his shot missed the target, so he used inertia to raise the gun and smash it down.

Li Zhongwu's shot was so powerful that the gun drew an arc in the air, carrying endless power and was unstoppable.

Hu Yanleng reacted very quickly. Seeing that the shot was about to fall, he immediately let go of the reins and fell heavily to the ground.

Although he escaped by chance, the warhorse under him suffered. When Li Zhongwu shot him, the warhorse let out a mournful cry and its limbs suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Huge wheezing sounds came from the warhorse's nostrils, and white mist filled the cold air.

There was a deep dent on the horse's back, with a shocking wound that exposed flesh and blood. One could clearly see several broken bones.

In the blink of an eye, Hu Yan Leng used his spear to prop himself up, and using the force, he swung the spear in a large circle towards Li Zhongwu's crotch.

"Not good!" Li Zhongwu thought to himself that something was wrong when he saw this. He hurriedly tightened the reins and tried to lift the horse's front legs to avoid the attack.

However, it was too late at this time. Hu Yanleng's spear had already hit the horse's hind hoof heavily. With a "crack" sound of bone breaking, the horse neighed in pain and its limbs suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Li Zhongwu was shocked by this sudden change and fell forward. Fortunately, he stepped on the horse's belly to cushion the impact when he landed, so he stood firm and did not fall.

Hu Yanleng did not act rashly. He stared at Li Zhongwu and was greatly surprised.

In the first confrontation, they did not fall into a disadvantage.

Only at this time did he have the opportunity to look at the warhorse under his crotch. He saw that its skin was torn and blood was dripping, and its internal organs were beginning to flow out. It was a horrifying sight.

"hateful!!!"

"I didn't expect that Li Zhongwuju was also born with supernatural powers."

He frowned, cursed in his heart, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

He originally thought that he was the bravest warrior among the Northern Barbarians, and that his strength was extremely rare among the Northern Barbarians. He even believed in his heart that even if Li Zhongwu was born with supernatural powers, he would not be his opponent.

However, the tragic scene before our eyes ruthlessly reveals the cruelty of reality.

The bright red blood that kept flowing out of the horse's back told him all the time how great and terrifying Li Zhongwu's strength was.

What made him even more unwilling and deeply depressed was that facing Li Zhongwu's shot, even he was no longer sure of victory. It could be said that Li Zhongwu's shot completely disrupted his plan.

The reason why he kept provoking Li Zhongwu before was to get a chance for a duel, so that he could use his force to defeat Li Zhongwu in one fell swoop. This was also the last thing he could do for the Northern Barbarians.

But Li Zhongwu's counterattack made him realize that the enemy in front of him was not as simple as he imagined.

"Is it really impossible for me to defeat him?" Hu Yan Leng thought to himself, and his confidence began to waver.

He had never been defeated by anyone in terms of force before. Chagan Wuli was one of them, but now Li Zhongwu was also one of them. He felt a sense of challenge from Li Zhongwu that he had never felt before. "I must not back down!" He encouraged himself secretly in his heart. Although he was full of anxiety and doubt, he was still unwilling to give up.

He took a deep breath, trying to suppress his uneasiness and anxiety and cheer himself up. The noise of the battlefield seemed to disappear in his ears, and his eyes were only fixed on Li Zhongwu's figure.

"Li Zhongwu is here again!!!"

Hu Yan Leng shouted angrily, his voice like a war drum, shaking the entire battlefield. His body was like a beast, rushing forward again without hesitation.

This time, he risked his life, and the spear in his hand swept towards Li Zhongwu like a storm, with endless strength and determination.

Li Zhongwu was also shocked when he saw this. He knew that Hu Yanleng's attack was unstoppable and should not be underestimated. So he quickly adjusted his posture and raised his spear to meet Hu Yanleng's attack head-on.

For a moment, the two spears collided in the air, making a harsh metal collision sound and sparks flying, like fireworks blooming in the night sky, instantly illuminating the entire battlefield.

The figures of the two men crossed on the battlefield. Each attack of Hu Yan Leng was carried out with violent momentum. He only wanted to be invincible when he fired his gun and never considered retreating. Therefore, he fired his gun faster and faster, turning into gun shadows all over the sky.

However, this was a completely life-or-death fighting style, as he did not consider retreating and thus exposed more flaws in his moves.

Although on the surface it was Hu Yanleng who forced Li Zhongwu to retreat step by step, in fact, Hu Yanleng's body was already covered with wounds from the repeated risky attacks.

The sound of metal clashing echoed across the battlefield, which was frightening, and the air was filled with tension.

At this moment, there was a "sizzling" sound.
Li Zhongwu found the right opportunity and used his gun to knock off Hu Yanleng's shoulder guard, leaving a bloody mark, which instantly dyed his clothes red.

However, Huyan Leng did not retreat. Instead, he let out a low roar like a completely enraged beast.

His attacks became more and more frantic, his spear drawing sharp tracks in the air, his moves were brutal, just for Li Zhongwu's life.

However, as time went on, even he, who was born with supernatural powers, gradually felt physically exhausted.

He was covered in wounds, with blood oozing from his wounds, staining his entire armor and robe red, making him look extremely hideous.

He attacked desperately as before, but this time his movements seemed slow and clumsy.

"It's now!"

Li Zhongwu's eyes flashed, he seized the opportunity, and pierced Hu Yanleng's heart with his spear like a rainbow.

The tip of the gun flashed with a cold light, and it went straight to Huyan Leng's heart. The dazzling cold light was so eye-catching that Huyan Leng was dazed for a moment.

His heart was pounding, and his mind was filled with the thought of danger, but it was too late. His body could no longer react, and the spear pierced his heart like a catastrophe from heaven.

Blood splattered everywhere, Huyan Leng's body trembled violently, and shock and unwillingness were revealed in his eyes.

"hateful!!!"

He looked at the spear at his chest in disbelief, roared unwillingly towards the sky, and swung the spear in his hand towards Li Zhongwu with his last bit of strength.

Li Zhongwu's spear had just slipped out of his hand at this moment. Even though he had noticed the spear, he was unable to defend himself and was hit hard in the chest by the spear.

In an instant, Li Zhongwu's mind went blank and he felt a sharp pain in his waist, as if all his internal organs were about to shift.

Fortunately, there was a warhorse blocking him, otherwise he would have been swept away and was in a very embarrassing situation.

But even so, the warhorse beside him couldn't help but let out a mournful cry and ran away in fright.

Li Zhongwu lifted up his armor, only to see an iron-blue patch underneath, with a huge stick mark clearly imprinted on his body.

"What a great warrior of the Northern Barbarians!!!"

Looking at the wounds on his body, he couldn't help but gasp and secretly admired him.

But in the next second, he ruthlessly chopped off Huyan Leng's head with a knife, and blood splattered, dyeing the battlefield red.

At this moment, Chagan Uli's number one general and the first warrior of the Northern Barbarians fell.

The battlefield was instantly silent. Everyone was shocked by this scene, with disbelief in their eyes.

Although Li Zhongwu is dead, no one will forget his domineering posture and his fearless eyes.

"Hu Yanleng, you are a warrior and deserve respect." Li Zhongwu whispered to himself, with complex emotions flashing in his eyes.

Li Zhongwu stood in front of Hu Yanleng's body, feeling a mixture of emotions. Although he had won, he also understood the price of this battle.

He raised Hu Yanleng's head and kept shouting, which greatly boosted the morale of the rebel army.

As for the rest of the people, when they saw Huyan Leng's death, instead of retreating, they became even more crazy, and began to attack the surrounding rebel forces recklessly.

"General, what should we do now?" Looking at the increasingly crazy Northern Barbarian Army, someone couldn't help but say in fear.

"Kill without mercy!!!"

Li Zhongwu spat out three cold and ruthless words. Although he had respect for Hu Yanleng, it was just respect.

What's more, these people are so crazy, which means they will never surrender to the rebels, so there is no need for them to stay.

War is always cruel.

No matter which side it is, it is true for both the loser and the winner!!!
Those who are not of my race must have different hearts.

This sentence has already been vividly demonstrated in the long-cherished wish of Daqian and the Northern Barbarians for hundreds of years. This time, it was because they had His Royal Highness the King of Wu that they were able to repel the invading Northern Barbarians.

You know, no matter how brave they are, no matter how they fight for survival, it cannot change the fact that they have invaded the Central Plains.

Based on this point alone, there is no need to show mercy to these people.

With his order, the rebel army began to encircle and suppress the few remaining Northern Barbarian troops.

The tragic wails rang out again on the battlefield, but this time the wails did not last long. It was like a brief whimper, passing by quietly like the wind, and no one would care.

Looking at the blood all over the ground, Li Zhongwu picked up the mud and sand under his feet. Even though there were nearly 40,000 to 50,000 lives piled up here, the blood did not turn the land red after all.

A few months later, a gust of wind, or a sandstorm next year, will bury the blood underground, unknown to anyone.

Seeing this, Li Zhongwu couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and the guilt in his heart was relieved a little. Looking in the direction of Yandang City, his thoughts gradually drifted away... (End of this chapter)