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

At the same time, Yangzhou.

Hiding during the day and coming out at night, the middle-aged Confucian scholar now brought the Tiger Division, the last remaining members of the Northern Barbarians, to the border of Yangzhou.

"Military Advisor, we have arrived in Yangzhou, which is Jialing County!" Hu Xiehu stood aside, pointing excitedly into the distance, full of longing and expectation for the future.

These days, their efforts have finally paid off, as they arrived safely in Yangzhou, the central plains.

Along the way, they encountered scattered rebel forces on the road, all of which were escorting food and fodder towards the background.

He wanted to take action several times to cut off the rebel army's food supply, but was stopped by the middle-aged Confucian scholar time and time again.

At this moment, the middle-aged Confucian scholar looked at Jialing City, which stood majestically on the vast plain in front of him, with a thoughtful look and a complex look in his eyes.

He began to study the Central Plains culture at a young age, and more than once read about the scene of green waves beneath the vast plains in books.

That was him. That was the scene he could never imagine in his entire life when he was born in the Northern Barbarians.

However, the beautiful scenery described in the book pales in comparison to the grandeur of reality.

He once thought that the ten thousand feet plain and the ten thousand miles grassland were probably similar. Even if there were differences, they were definitely not very big.

However, when he stood on a high place and looked down at the vast plain, he realized how big the difference was between the two. His mind suddenly opened up, as if an invisible window had been opened, and the world in front of him instantly became vast and boundless.

As far as the eye can see, clearly defined plots of land are arranged in various shapes on the earth until they disappear on the distant horizon.

This magnificent scene made the middle-aged scholar feel deeply moved. It was not until he saw the vast plains in front of him that he realized how majestic "mountains and plains" were. The feeling of vastness seemed to bring his soul to this vast land.

He took a deep breath, smelled the fragrance of earth in the air, and couldn't help but feel a longing for the future.

There is no doubt that if the Northern Barbarians can really enter the Central Plains and take this rich land for themselves, then they will not have to endure the wind and frost all day long. Those difficult years, those days of struggling for survival, will become the dust of history.

At that time, the tribes would no longer have to fight each other for the hard-earned food. The entire northern barbarian tribes would usher in an extremely brilliant era, and everyone would live an extremely prosperous life.

However, all this is based on the premise that they can overcome this difficulty.

Thinking of this, the excitement in his heart slowly disappeared like the tide, and was replaced by extremely heavy thoughts.

Facing the upcoming challenges, he knew that the future of Beiman would not be smooth. He also knew that Beiman had reached a critical crossroads, and every step ahead could determine life or death.

"Whether we can completely cut off the rebel army's food supply this time will affect the future of the entire Northern Barbarians." He muttered to himself, his brows furrowed, and his heart felt like it was being pressed by a huge rock, making it difficult to breathe.

Every choice and every action was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart. He understood that this was not just a personal mission, but the fate of the entire Northern Barbarians. The responsibility he shouldered was as heavy as a mountain.

"So, I can't and must not lose this time." He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. However, the sense of urgency in his heart surged again like a tide.

Although they have now arrived safely in Yangzhou, he understands that this is entirely because the main force of the rebel army is not in Yangzhou.

If the main force of the rebels was in Yangzhou, they would probably be discovered by the rebels before they even entered Yangzhou. But this situation would not last long.

Both Xianyu Anrong and Chagan Wuli had written to him more than once, telling him about the difficulties on the front line. He knew that they had little time left, and the various tribes of the Northern Barbarians were facing unprecedented pressure.

"We can't wait any longer!"

His brows knitted together, his eyes fixed on Jialing County, which dominated Yangzhou. There was a cold and sharp light in his eyes, as if he was brewing a storm for the upcoming decision. He said in a deep voice: "Let the brothers take a good rest, and we will take action after tonight."

"Yes, military advisor!" Hu Xiehu stood aside and nodded heavily, like a loyal guard, swearing to protect his master to the death.

He knew in his heart that this mission had transcended personal honor and disgrace, gains and losses, and was related to the future of the entire Northern Barbarians and the fate of their descendants, so he could not be careless.

He had pursued achievements in many missions and longed for fame and glory, but at this critical moment, he had only one thought in his mind, that is, to obey the orders of the middle-aged Confucian scholar unconditionally and complete the task assigned to him no matter what, no matter what the cost.

Even if he is just a reckless man, when faced with major issues, he will make a decision that he thinks is worthwhile.

"Ok!"

The middle-aged scholar nodded with satisfaction. He cast his gaze towards Jialing County in the distance again and said in a deep voice, "Are the things I asked you to prepare ready? You can sprinkle the kerosene nearby in advance."

This time, he wanted to turn these ten thousand acres of fertile land into scorched earth.

……

And at the same time, in Luoye City.

Faced with the initial defeat, Li Zhongwu quickly adjusted his strategy and launched a strong offensive again.

However, this time, under the anger of everyone, Xianyu Anrong was really caught off guard by them.

The rebels surged in like a tide, and the shouts of the soldiers were deafening, as if they were going to tear the entire city apart. Now, this siege has lasted for an hour, and the rebels' offensive has become more and more fierce.

The continuously surging rebel army has almost approached the city wall of Luoye City. The single-log ladder has begun to be built and the death-defying soldiers have begun to climb up at the risk of their lives.

"Go! Climb up!" The soldiers in the rebel army shouted madly with determined looks, as if they were oblivious to the cold weapons above them, and climbed up without fear of death.

Because they knew very well in their minds that as long as they attacked and occupied a gap, the entire Northern Barbarians' defense line would be completely destroyed, and this was only one step away.

Therefore, everyone looked at this last step, and they seemed to be full of blood, their eyes flashing with enthusiasm, as if they had forgotten life and death. "Quick! Quick! Come on!" A young rebel soldier on the ladder shouted, holding a knife in his hand, his face twisted, as if driven by the frenzy of battle.

Behind him, several comrades followed closely and climbed hard. The ladder under their feet swayed slightly under their weight, but no one retreated.

Similar scenes were playing out in all directions of the city of Rayye. The offensive of the rebels was like a violent storm, and the defenders on the city walls were facing unprecedented pressure.

"General, let's shoot!" the deputy general said sadly. He was disheveled and didn't even have time to wipe the blood off his eyebrows. His eyes were full of anxiety and uneasiness. Whenever he saw his brothers fall in front of the enemy, his heart was as painful as a knife.

"Yes, if we continue like this, we will suffer heavy casualties sooner or later." Another general also gave the same advice, with a sad and angry expression and flames of anger flashing in his eyes.

He had never fought such a frustrating battle. Facing the enemy's siege, they were not allowed to shoot arrows and could only stab them with spears. The weapons in their hands left not the pleasure of victory but endless despair on the enemy.

During this period of time, they didn't know how many enemies they had stabbed, they only knew that they changed the spears in their hands one after another.

"We are completely using our brothers' lives now!" Some people even felt aggrieved on the spot. He had never fought such a brutal battle, let alone seen his brothers falling in front of him one after another. He felt extremely upset at the moment.

Faced with emergencies on all fronts, Xianyu Anrong's expression was equally grim, but unlike the grief and indignation in the hearts of the generals, all he felt was endless bitterness.

You think I want this?
Do you think my heart doesn't hurt?
He roared secretly in his heart, staring at the surging crowd outside the city wall. The morale of the rebels surged like a tide, making him feel suffocated.

He knew very well that this way of fighting was completely using the lives of his subordinates to stop the attack of the rebels.

Whenever he saw a soldier fall in battle, his heart ached, but he also knew that in this situation, only in this way could he hold on longer and buy more time for the military advisor and the Northern Barbarians.

"Use human lives to pile them up!"

"That's right, I will use human lives to pile up!" Chagan Uli looked around at the generals and suddenly said this. His voice was low and firm, with unquestionable arrogance.

The generals looked at Xian Yu Anrong in confusion, and as they looked at each other, the anger hidden in their hearts burst out completely. They were ready to ask Xian Yu Anrong why he did this and why he sacrificed everyone's lives in vain.

However, before they could open their mouths, Xian Yu Anrong's next words suppressed all the dissatisfaction and complaints in their hearts.

Because that sentence made all of them tremble and unable to refute.

"What we are to the North today is what our descendants were to the rebel army in the past." Xianyu Anrong's voice was like a heavy hammer, striking everyone's heart.

Despite the bitterness in his heart, he still raised his head, his eyes were sharp, and he spoke word by word. His tone was extremely deep and heavy, because these words carried too many cruel realities.

"If we don't build a high-speed rail defense with our own flesh and blood today, our descendants will fall under the iron hoofs of the rebel army in the future."

"Now our blood and sacrifice are not for the glory of the warriors, not for the prosperity of the Northern Barbarians, but for the descendants behind us!"

"General!" The deputy general was shocked, as if he was touched by Xian Yu Anrong's words. The expressions of the generals also changed. They no longer had the previous anger and confusion, but only endless anger and unwillingness.

An indescribable emotion surged in their hearts, including admiration for Xian Yu Anrong and despair for their own fate.

"I, Xian Yu Anrong, hereby swear an oath to fight for a glimmer of hope for the Northern Barbarians with my whole heart and blood."

Xian Yu Anrong swore an oath in front of everyone, his voice becoming more firm and resolute, "If Luoye City is lost, I, Xian Yu Anrong, will die for the city, and the battle will end; if Luoye City survives, I, Xian Yu Anrong, will commit suicide here when I defeat the rebels, to comfort the souls of my northern barbarian warriors in heaven."

"We are the protectors of the Northern Barbarians. We must not allow our homeland to be invaded. We must fight for our descendants!!!"

Xianyu Anrong's voice echoed above the city wall, inspiring every soldier. Although his heart was full of bitterness, he knew that only in this way could he gain hope for the future.

At this moment, Xianyu Anrong's figure gradually became taller in the hearts of the generals.

If the commander could be so fearless in his death, what about these people? If they retreat today, they can save their lives, but what about their children? What about their families?

Every word of Xian Yu Anrong was like a sharp sword, piercing through the fog in their hearts and letting them see the real goal. A strong sense of responsibility surged in the hearts of the generals, as if at this moment, they were no longer just generals, but shouldered the future of the entire Northern Barbarians.

"We can't retreat!" A general said firmly, with angry flames flashing in his eyes. He clenched his weapon tightly, and a fearless fighting spirit ignited in his heart, "For the sake of our homeland, we must not let the enemy enter the city!"

"Yes! For the sake of our descendants, we must fight to the end!" Another general echoed, his voice full of passion.

The fighting spirit was ignited in the hearts of the generals, as if at this moment, their souls were ignited by Xian Yu Anrong and became extremely determined.

"Continue to command the troops and prepare to meet the enemy!" Xian Yu Anrong's voice was like a war drum, inspiring everyone. Their eyes flashed with determination, and they knew in their hearts that only by unity could they resist the crazy offensive of the rebels.

Just like this, the generals who had been seeking help from all sides returned to their own territory without saying a word and continued to command the battle. Like Xianyu Anrong, they were also ready to die in battle.

At this moment on the city wall, the air was filled with tension and determination, and there was an unyielding light flashing in the eyes of the soldiers, as if they were swearing their beliefs.

Under Xianyu Anrong's encouragement, everyone was ready to die. Driven by the despair and anger, the Northern Barbarian Army exploded with unprecedented combat power.

Faced with the rebel army's fierce offensive, the Northern Barbarian Army on the city wall has completely given up on defense, and the obsession in their eyes is as deep as madness.

They had only one idea at the moment, which was to push all the rebels that appeared before them to the city walls, in order to fight for a glimmer of hope for the Northern Barbarians and their children.

……

Night slowly fell and the fierce battle continued.

And far away, the middle-aged Confucian scholars are also fighting for the future of the Northern Barbarians with their passion... (End of this chapter)