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

"It's not as simple as you think!"

Xian Yu Anrong slowly turned around, looking at the extremely excited deputy general in front of him with a sharp gaze, and said reluctantly, "Xiao Zaimai, although the military advisor's plan was successful, it does not mean that our mission is accomplished and the Northern Barbarians are safe!"

Upon hearing this, the deputy general's heart suddenly skipped a beat. The excitement on his face gradually faded away, replaced by a gloomy look.

A sense of uneasiness surged in his heart, as if the hope that had just been ignited was blown out by a cold wind. "General... General... Are you referring to the upcoming crazy counterattack by the rebels?"

He frowned and stared at Xian Yu Anrong for a long time before hesitatingly saying, "But we can withdraw now. The rebels have no food and grass, and it will be difficult for them to launch an attack later..."

As Xianyu Anrong's deputy general, he naturally knew Xianyu Anrong's concerns and was worried about the fierce attack by the rebels after they were cornered.

But in his opinion, now that the military advisor has won the victory and their mission has been accomplished, continuing to delay time here would be just a fearless sacrifice.

"General, let's retreat!"

He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Xian Yu Anrong, his voice revealing a strong sense of struggle.

At this moment, he was in a state of confusion and had a fierce struggle in his heart.

Although they had already lost hope and were ready to face death, the great victory of the military advisor gave them a glimmer of hope, a glimmer of hope to survive.

Under such circumstances, how could they let this hard-earned hope slip through their fingers?

No one is not afraid of death.

Even if one is a person of high moral character who would rather die than surrender, when death really comes, he will still inevitably feel palpitations and trembling in his heart.

It is natural that they are the same. No one is not afraid of death, including them!
Xianyu Anrong looked down at the deputy general and saw the conflicted and ferocious look on his face.

He did not blame the deputy general for this, but instead felt a surge of understanding and sympathy in his heart. He knew that the deputy general's hesitation was not cowardice, but the most real reaction in the face of death. No matter how brave a soldier is, when facing life and death, fear will always surge in his heart.

He believes this is a person's true reaction when facing death.

He believed that as long as he gave the order, his men would be willing to go through fire and water for the Northern Barbarians without any hesitation.

However, the previous decision to face death was made by all of them in utmost despair. Now that the dawn is just around the corner, everyone will choose life over death.

Such hesitation and fear are the truest reflection of human nature, and he cannot blame or criticize them for it.

After all, no matter how experienced they are, they are still just human beings, and all human beings are afraid of death.

"Just take a look!"

He took out from his arms the third golden bag that the middle-aged scholar had given him before he left.

In fact, he had already opened the third brocade bag long before the news came from the military advisor. He found that what was inside was not an ingenious strategy that could not solve the difficulties they were facing at the time. Instead, it was more like a sincere letter of plea.

The deputy general took the brocade bag, his heart full of doubts.

However, when he saw the contents of his heart, he was greatly shocked, and a strong sense of guilt rose in his heart:
When the general opened the third brocade bag, it meant that the situation in the city had become precarious. If I had not brought good news at this time, it would mean that I had sacrificed myself.

At that time, I implore the general to lead his troops to do his best to delay the offensive of the rebels and buy enough time for our migration to the rear.

If there is any movement coming from Yangzhou at this time, it means that my plan has worked and the food supply of the rebels has been cut off by us. At this time, the general's goal has been achieved.

However, I will not come back immediately, but choose to go deep into Yuzhou and continue to destroy the rebel base camp. At that time, Lin Zhongyun will definitely come back to help. Please persuade the Khan not to come to help, and tell the Khan that I have lived up to him and the entire Northern Barbarians in my life!!!"

The deputy commander's hands trembled slightly, and he felt a surge of guilt.

He knew that this military advisor, a Confucian scholar, faced with the choice between life and death, chose not to escape, but to fight for the future of the entire Northern Barbarians.

But what about them?

These veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles and usually claim to be the bravest northern barbarian warriors are now thinking of retreating.

"General, I... I actually..." The deputy general's voice was choked with sobs, and his heart was filled with shame. He recalled all the words he had said before. He had talked big and was full of passion in the battle, but now he chose to retreat when facing life and death. He couldn't help but feel a strong sense of shame in his heart.

As he continued reading, he was even more moved by the middle-aged Confucian scholar's dedication to his country: "Under this situation, the general can certainly lead the army to retreat and preserve strength. But I beg the general not to withdraw the troops and buy more time for our future. This is not the order of the Khan, but my request as a northern barbarian!"

When he finished reading the contents of the treasure bag, his eyes were already filled with tears and a strong sense of responsibility surged in his heart.

The original hesitation became insignificant at this moment. Faced with such a firm belief, he felt that his fear and anxiety seemed extremely small.

"I'm not even as good as a scholar!" The deputy general blamed himself in his heart, his face full of shame and anger, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"General, I was wrong." The deputy general whispered, his voice full of firm determination, and his eyes ignited with new fighting spirit, "I am willing to fight for the Northern Barbarians and will never back down!"

Xianyu Anrong's eyes flashed with approval. In fact, when he first saw the contents of the letter, he felt extremely ashamed. It was this letter that made him determined to live and die with Luoye City.

As a warrior of the Northern Barbarians,
As the general of the Northern Barbarians,

He could not and would not let the entire burden of the Northern Barbarians fall entirely on the shoulders of the middle-aged Confucian scholar. If that happened, these so-called Northern Barbarian warriors would really be ashamed.

"Send this letter to the entire army."

He patted the deputy general on the shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Send a spy to deliver a letter to the Khan and tell him everything about the situation here."

"Yes, General!" The deputy general nodded heavily. The shame and anger in his heart drove him to put aside his fear of death. He was determined to fight for the Northern Barbarians and never let the military advisor's sacrifice become meaningless.

"and many more!"

Just as he walked out of the big tent, Xian Yu Anrong's voice sounded again, but this time the voice no longer had the previous coldness or anger, there was only endless hoarseness, as if it had been deflated.

"General, do you have any other instructions?" The deputy general said respectfully, feeling a little uneasy. Xianyu Anrong did not answer immediately, but was stunned for a long time, as if thinking about something. Finally, he slowly took out the roster of the army from his arms, with a heavy and reluctant look in his eyes.

He knew that this roster not only recorded the name of every soldier, but also carried the hopes and dreams of countless brothers.

"By the way, take this booklet with you." Xian Yu Anrong's voice was low and firm, as if he was making final preparations for the upcoming decisive battle.

The deputy general was stunned, and his heart was suddenly shocked. He understood that this was not just a simple order, but Xian Yu Anrong's commitment and responsibility to the entire army. Bringing the roster meant that none of them would have a chance of surviving this time.

"General..." The deputy general's voice was low, and his heart was filled with complicated emotions. He knew how difficult Xian Yu Anrong's choice was at this moment, but he also understood that this was the responsibility and duty of a Northern Barbarian warrior.

"Go." Xianyu Anrong's eyes were firm, looking into the distance, as if he had crossed the potential grassland and returned to his hometown. A trace of nostalgia flashed across his eyes, "No matter life or death, we must fight for the Northern Barbarians!"

The deputy general nodded heavily, and a new fighting spirit was ignited in his heart. He took the roster and swore in his heart that he would never let the general down.

that's it,
Along with the middle-aged scholar's last letter, it spread throughout the army.

The generals who were originally very attached to their hometown and had the idea of ​​retiring also gave up the idea one after another.

The blazing loyalty and determination in the letter were like a flame, igniting the fighting spirit in the hearts of every Northern Barbarian warrior.

They gathered together, their faces full of determination and firmness. Their eyes flickered with sparks of courage, as if they had returned to the days when they had fought side by side and shared life and death.

"Fight for the Northern Barbarians!" a young warrior shouted loudly, his voice was as loud as thunder and instantly resonated.

The surrounding soldiers responded one after another and shouted in unison. The sound surged like a tide, shaking the entire camp.

"We must not let the military advisor's sacrifice become meaningless!" Another old veteran stood up angrily, clenched his fists, and shouted in a hoarse voice.

"Northern Barbarians!"

"Northern Barbarians!"

"Northern Barbarians!"

Everyone shouted in unison, the sound was like a tsunami, deafening. Every word contained their determination and belief, as well as the frustration and anger in their hearts during these days.

The hearts of the people of Beiman were ignited with raging fire, and their morale was high. Everyone felt an invisible force, which was none other than the mission and responsibility of revitalizing Beiman.

Xian Yu Anrong looked at the excited crowd and nodded secretly with satisfaction. This incident also made him admire the middle-aged Confucian scholar even more.

However, the more this happened, the more regretful he felt.

As a veteran who had been through many battles, he knew better than anyone that once morale was low in a desperate situation, it would be extremely difficult to boost it again.

The reason why their morale is so high now is not because of the prestige of Xianyu Anrong or the Khan, but purely because the military advisor's dedication to the country has ignited the anger and responsibility in everyone's heart.

"If it weren't for the middle-aged Confucian scholar's fearless attitude towards death, the morale would not be so high now, and there might even be mutiny and defeat." Xianyu Anrong sighed in his heart, with complex emotions flashing in his eyes.

He thought of his prejudice against middle-aged Confucian scholars, and felt ashamed.

At that time, he could never have imagined that that low-key, weak scholar would eventually become the savior of the entire Northern Barbarians and accomplish things that none of their Northern Barbarian warriors could do.

Now he even thought that if he had not had so many prejudices against the middle-aged Confucian scholar at that time, and had been able to humble himself and obey the middle-aged Confucian scholar's orders, he and the entire Northern Barbarians would not have fallen into the current situation.

"If I could really do it again, I would definitely obey the middle-aged Confucian scholar." Xian Yu Anrong swore secretly in his heart.

He stared into the distance, as if recalling the gentle figure. If possible, he would rather die in Yuzhou instead of the middle-aged scholar, because he knew that as long as the middle-aged scholar was there, there would always be hope for the Northern Barbarians.

As the shouts of the crowd gradually subsided, Xian Yu Anrong felt a strong sense of responsibility. He knew that he had to shoulder this responsibility and must not let the sacrifice of the middle-aged Confucian scholar become meaningless.

……

At the same time, Li Zhongwu, who was sitting in the big tent anxiously waiting for news, was extremely anxious and restless.

His fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a low sound, as if keeping the rhythm of his anxious mood.

Outside the big tent came the roaring sound of the Luoye City. It was the passionate shouting of the soldiers, but to his ears, it was like bursts of heavy thunder, which further strengthened his bad premonition.

Originally, he hoped that the fire in Yangzhou was just an ordinary forest fire, perhaps just an accident.

However, as time went by, he realized that the possibility of it being an accident was very small. Every shout reminded him that things were moving in the direction he least wanted to see.

Besides this, what worries him most is what should they do next if something unexpected happens in Yangzhou?
After following Lin Zhongyun for so many years, he didn't learn anything else, but he learned the essence of staying calm and not panicking. But even so, he couldn't stay calm at this moment. His thoughts were like fallen leaves in the wind, chaotic.

He understood that since the matter was already done, no matter how angry he was, it would be useless and would not change anything.

Instead of sulking there, it is better to vent your anger on the enemy and find ways to turn the situation around.

At this moment, he was thinking about how to deal with it if his worries came true.

As the saying goes, what you think will come true. At this time, the spy who was previously sent to investigate the fire finally came back, and Li Zhongwu's heart instantly rose to his throat.

"General, that's not an ordinary forest fire. Jianghua County is already on fire. More than one city is on fire. All the food and grass have been burned."

"really!"

Hearing the spy's words, Li Zhongwu's brows furrowed even more tightly and he murmured in a low voice.

The spy's words undoubtedly put a conclusion to the last bit of fantasy in his heart. The wildfire was not an accident but was deliberately caused by someone.

More importantly, according to the spies, many cities in Jianghua County were on fire. The situation was worse than he had imagined. (End of this chapter)