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

Inside the rebel army’s tent.

Lin Zhongyun stood in front of the sand table, his eyes sharp, and he had already planned his next move in his mind. His ambition was not only to drive the Northern Barbarians out of the northern border, but to completely eradicate the entire Northern Barbarians as a future threat.

But he knew very well that this was not something that could be achieved overnight.

The Northern Barbarians have now reached the point of burning their boats and jumping off the wall in desperation. We must not take it lightly at this time.

Now Huyan Leng, the most powerful general under Chagan Wuli, has been killed in battle. The Northern Barbarians are now seriously injured. I am afraid that Chagan Wuli can no longer sit still.

As long as the Northern Barbarians make a move, it will be their chance.

Yuan Jingxin, who was standing by, didn't think too much about it. His heart was filled with excitement and excitement. He saw this opportunity to disrupt the morale of the Northern Barbarians, so he said, "Your Highness, why don't we spread the news that Hu Yanleng was killed in the battle? This will definitely cause great chaos in the Northern Barbarians' morale."

Logically speaking, this is indeed a good strategy, but Lin Zhongyun shook his head, his eyes revealing a hint of calmness and deep thought, "No, you think things are too simple."

He shook his head, walked to the door of the big tent, looked at the Yandang City in the distance, which was on high alert, and said slowly: "The news from the Northern Barbarians will not be much slower than ours, but what do you think is going on in Yandang City now?"

Yuan Jingxin followed Lin Zhongyun's gaze and saw that Yandang City in the distance still looked peaceful and orderly, without any signs of chaos. Yuan Jingxin frowned slightly, his heart full of doubts.

Lin Zhongyun continued, “After all, these northern barbarians are not the straw bags of Daqian who can be defeated by one or two psychological tactics.

I'm afraid that the Northern Barbarians' military advisor has already suppressed this news with lightning speed. Even if it spreads out now, everyone in the Northern Barbarians will just think that this is just fake news spread by our righteous army."

"Are we going to miss this great opportunity?" Yuan Jingxin frowned, feeling extremely unwilling, and couldn't help but complain a few words.

"Let it go?"

Lin Zhongyun smiled, turned around and looked at Yuan Jingxin calmly. Knowing that he was worried about the rebels, he said, "Take your time. The one who should be anxious now is the northern barbarians, not us."

"What does Your Highness mean?" Lin Zhongyun's indifferent smile made Yuan Jingxin feel at ease for some reason, and the resentment in his heart was also eased a little.

"wait!"

Without any thought, Lin Zhongyun blurted out, "Isn't the Northern Barbarian Military Advisor a mysterious figure? This time I want to see if he can still sit still."

"Pass on my order. The troops in Yandang City will stay put for the time being, so that Li Zhongwu and his men can take action."

His tone was so decisive, mixed with a hint of unquestionable meaning. After all, he had planned this plan long ago.

"Yes, Your Highness!" Yuan Jingxin nodded heavily and immediately went down to pass on the order. He knew that every decision made by Lin Zhongyun was carefully considered, and he must fully cooperate.

Lin Zhongyun returned to the high platform and looked at the sand table in front of him. His fingers kept tapping on the wooden table, making a rhythmic "clang" sound.

There was a hint of deep thought in his eyes, and he already had a clear plan in his mind.

Although the Northern Barbarians are still keeping their troops on hold, Huyan Leng is indeed dead. This is undoubtedly a huge blow to the Northern Barbarians, even if the Northern Barbarian army is not aware of this yet.

"If they attack Yandang City now, they will definitely face a desperate counterattack from the Northern Barbarians," Lin Zhongyun muttered to himself, his eyes wandering across the sand table, "but what if they attack other places? For example, Luoye City next to Huyan Leng."

He smiled slightly, and had a plan in mind. If Hu Yan Leng had not died before, the Northern Barbarians would have definitely integrated the five cities into one and provided tight defense.

But now, do the Northern Barbarians still have the courage to send reinforcements? Lin Zhongyun's eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty. He knew that Luoye City was now an isolated city, and the rebels could take it down without paying much price.

Once they take over Luoye City, all they need to do next is to eat away the Northern Barbarians step by step. This is also the most reliable and foolproof approach for the rebels at the moment.

What's more, he really wanted to see how much of the Han people's military strategies and tactics this man born in the north had learned.

"How will you respond to the Northern Barbarians' military advisor?" Lin Zhongyun whispered to himself. He had been eager to try for a long time and he couldn't wait to uncover the true face of this military advisor.

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Luoye City.

Amid the rapid and dull sound of trumpets, Xianyu Anrong, the defender of Luoye City, hurriedly climbed up the city wall. What came into his sight was the dense army of rebels on the horizon.

The rebel army's flags fluttered in the wind, like an endless ocean, attacking the city of Luoye.

The scene before him made Xian Yu Anrong's heart suddenly tighten and his expression became extremely solemn.

He first looked in the direction where Hu Yanleng was, then turned his head to look at Juxu City, which was in the center and coordinating the overall situation, and his mood became increasingly heavy.

"It's finally here!"

He lowered his head, his face dark as he murmured these words.

He knew that this moment had finally come.

The rebel army's advance is heading straight for the city of Luoye, which means that their defense line will face unprecedented challenges.

He knew that this day would come long before when the signal smoke from Huyan Leng's troops stopped rising as usual, but he did not expect it to happen so soon.

However, even so, it does not mean that he is afraid.

He, Xian Yu Anrong, was, after all, a well-known figure among the northern barbarian tribes. If he was simply frightened by the scene of the rebel army, he would not have followed the Han Dynasty south.

"The entire army is on alert! Archers get ready!" Xianyu Anrong ordered loudly, his voice echoing on the city wall with a hint of unquestionable majesty.

The northern barbarian soldiers on the city wall acted quickly. The archers nervously pulled the bowstrings and stared at the rebel army in the distance.

"General, the rebel army is approaching the city gate!" A messenger came running over and reported breathlessly.

Xian Yu Anrong nodded slightly, his eyes showing a hint of calmness and determination. He knew that he had to stay calm in order to gain the upper hand in this battle.

"Let everyone guard the city gates and never let the rebels break through easily!" Xianyu Anrong ordered in a deep voice, his eyes flashing with endless fighting spirit.

After he finished speaking, he looked around and found that everyone had a look of fear on their faces. He immediately shouted, "Why are you in such a panic? The rebels have no baggage or siege equipment. It's wishful thinking for them to capture Luoye City."

"We are all warriors of the Northern Barbarians. We can lose our heads and bleed, but we cannot lose our honor!!!

Could it be possible that these Central Plains men in front of me would look down on me, the Northern Barbarians?"

The soldiers on the city wall responded one after another, quickly adjusted their formations, and prepared for the upcoming battle. The entire Luoye City was immersed in a tense and urgent atmosphere, and everyone was preparing for the upcoming battle. At the same time, Xianyu Anrong also walked down the tower and came to the stable with a hint of madness in his eyes. He knew that the current situation had reached the most critical juncture, and extraordinary measures must be taken to turn the tide of the battle.

"Greetings, General!" said the groom who was ordered to guard here respectfully.

"Have you fed all these flatterers today?"

Xian Yu Anrong nodded with satisfaction, his eyes sweeping over the war horses in the stable, a hint of coldness flashing across his eyes.

"Yes, General, the horses are well fed," the groom replied hastily, but his heart was full of doubts.

"Pick out dozens of old and frail horses from them." Xian Yu Anrong said coldly, with a hint of unquestionable majesty in his tone.

"Choose a horse? An old and weak horse?"

The groom who was guarding the stable was stunned for a moment, and looked at Xianyu Anrong in surprise and suspicion. When others were choosing horses, they all wanted to pick the best horses for themselves, so why did the general get some inferior horses?

"Why is it difficult?" Xian Yu Anrong raised his eyebrows and his tone suddenly became cold.

The cold eyes frightened the horseman so much that his heart trembled. He waved his hands and said, "How could it be? I just wonder why the general wants such an old warhorse?"

"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."

Xian Yu Anrong glared at the old man and shouted coldly: "Go find a warhorse, the sooner the better."

“Yes…yes…yes!!!” The old waiter had a look of defeat on his face and quickly agreed, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

While the old man was looking for horses, Xianyu Anrong ordered his deputy to bring a bunch of dry weeds and pots of kerosene. There was a hint of coldness and determination in his eyes, and he had a bold plan in mind.

"Prepare these weeds and kerosene, they will be needed later." Xianyu Anrong ordered in a deep voice, his eyes flashing with endless fighting spirit.

The deputy general responded quickly and took action quickly.

Not long after, the old man came back with dozens of old and frail war horses. The horses looked a little tired but still strong.

These war horses are only slightly inferior to those in the stables, but they are still much stronger than those ridden by the rebels.

"General, the horses are ready." The old waiter reported tremblingly, his heart filled with tension and anxiety.

Xian Yu Anrong nodded and looked at the horses calmly, "Very good, now coat all the horses with kerosene and tie dry weeds to their bodies."

Since he had anticipated this scene, he was already prepared.

And this was the gift he carefully prepared for the rebels. He had to dampen the rebels' morale first no matter what.

"Ah, General, what is this?"

The old man felt a little sorry for the situation. He looked at the war horses he had carefully raised and was about to say, "You know, these war horses are..."

However, before he could finish his words, he was met with a cold gaze from Xian Yu Anrong, and his words were immediately choked in his throat.

"This is our only chance." Xian Yu Anrong said coldly, with a hint of determination in his eyes, "Only in this way can we break the offensive of the rebels."

A sharp gleam flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Remember, pour a layer of water between the weeds and the horse's back to prevent the fire from burning too vigorously."

The reason why he did this was not because he cherished the lives of the war horses or something, but because he was afraid that the fire would cause the war horses to lose their minds prematurely and run away before they could charge into the rebel battle formation.

The old man and the deputy general nodded, said no more, and quickly completed Xianyu Anrong's order. Dozens of war horses were ready and could be put into battle at any time.

Xianyu Anrong nodded, then led a group of personal guards over and stood ready in front of the city gate.

As long as this batch of war horses is released, it will definitely cause great chaos to the enemy.

At that time, even the rebels would be thrown into disarray. If they attacked right after them, they could take the opportunity to destroy a part of the rebels.

In this way, even if the rebels might never be able to organize a decent offensive again, they would have temporarily survived the crisis.

At this moment, the soldiers on the tower suddenly shouted: "General, the time has come. They have already rushed to a place 500 meters outside the city."

"It's now!"

Xian Yu Anrong suddenly shouted in his heart, and at the same time the doctor ordered, "Set fire, open the city gate!"

Following his order, the soldiers quickly ignited the weeds on the horses. The flames spread rapidly, and the burning feeling caused the horses to let out a cry of pain.

Then, driven by humans, these horses rushed towards the rebels who attacked in broad daylight with flames all over their bodies. Their eyes were filled with fear and pain, but their instinctive desire to survive made them run madly at an astonishing speed.

"Charge out!" Xianyu Anrong ordered loudly, and the soldiers quickly drove the burning horses out of the city and rushed towards the rebel positions.

The burning horses rushed towards the rebel positions like a torrent of flames. The rebel soldiers were thrown into chaos when they saw this astonishing sight.

The charging rebels had never expected the Northern Barbarians to do this. Five hundred meters was not far for the carefully trained horses of the Northern Barbarians. Moreover, the horses were frightened and their speed was incredibly fast.

The rebels at the front had already begun to think of retreating when they saw the scene in front of them, but within a few seconds the warhorse covered in flames rushed in front of them.

Everything happened so suddenly and caught people off guard. Everyone was terrified at this moment, unable to even mount the most basic defense, and fled in all directions.

"Quick, stop these war horses!!!"

An order was immediately heard from the rebel army, but the voice seemed a little weak in the chaos.

The rebel soldiers tried to organize a defense, but the burning horses had already rushed into the position, causing great damage.

Now the ones rushing in the front are all infantrymen. They were supposed to be here to attack the city, but now facing the reckless charging of the fire horses, they really have no way to deal with it.

These war horses have already gone into a frenzy, and anyone who dares to stand in front of them will be trampled into meat paste.

The neighing of horses and the screams of soldiers intertwined, and the entire battlefield fell into chaos... (End of this chapter)