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

In the heartland of the Northern Barbarians, there are endless grasslands as far as the eye can see.

It is now March, the month of lush grass and singing birds. The vast grasslands are beginning to regain their vitality, and lush green grass is beginning to pop up like bamboo shoots after rain.

Right on this grassland, there was a troop of Northern Barbarian cavalry stationed here, escorting food and fodder.

Each of them was wearing heavy armor, which gleamed with metallic luster under the sunlight. Combined with their extremely serious expressions, they gave people a feeling that they should not be underestimated.

"The grassland ahead looks peaceful, but we must not let our guard down." A burly captain said in a low voice at the front of the team, with a serious look on his face. His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, scanning the surroundings, fearing any unusual movement.

"Yes, Captain!" The cavalrymen responded one after another and sent a few people to explore forward.

"I heard that the war situation at the front is not going well and the rebels are becoming more and more arrogant. We must not let our guard down at this time." His face was solemn and he thought so in his heart.

He understood that although this was the heart of the grassland, the territory of his Northern Barbarians, and the possibility of the rebel army sneaking in was very small, he could not take it lightly and had to be prepared to deal with emergencies at all times.

At this moment, a rustling sound suddenly came from the grass in the distance. The cavalrymen immediately became alert, tightened their weapons in their hands, and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

The captain's face suddenly became serious, and he whispered an order: "Stay alert and prepare to meet the enemy!"

However, the next moment, a feather arrow whizzed through the air, and the sharp whistling sound instantly aroused their vigilance.

There was a tense atmosphere in the air, as if even the breeze on the grassland was frightened by the sudden danger and stood still.

The rain of arrows was like dark clouds that instantly covered the entire sky and poured down towards them with ruthless murderous intent.

Although they had made preparations in advance, the sudden rain of arrows still caught them off guard.

In the blink of an eye, several cavalrymen were shot before they could react, blood splattered, and they fell on the grass. The horses screamed and fled in all directions.

At this moment, painful wails were heard all around, mixed with the sound of horse hooves and the sharp sounds of arrows piercing the air. The sound was so creepy.

"hateful!"

The captain held the scimitar in his hand, cursed in his heart, and reacted quickly with a flash of light in his eyes. He swung the weapon in his hand desperately, cutting off the arrows that were shot at him. The arrows fell in front of him like raindrops, with a harsh sound.

His face turned extremely ugly, beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead, and he roared fiercely: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The surrounding cavalry looked around in panic, realizing that they were surrounded by the enemy.

This sudden and dense rain of arrows was like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, so fast and dense that they had almost no time to react.

In addition, there was no place to hide on the vast grassland at this time. In just a moment, they suffered heavy casualties.

"Quick, everyone pack up and retreat immediately, and set the food and grass on fire!" The captain's voice sounded particularly firm in the chaos. The messenger beside him immediately rode away on his horse, trying to convey the order, but the surrounding noise surged like a tide, almost drowning out his voice.

Some people fell down in panic, and some tried to pull their companions up, but were forced to retreat by the flying arrows. The wind on the grassland seemed to become biting, mixed with the chill of the arrow feathers, making people shiver.

"Don't stop, hurry up!" Seeing this scene, the captain felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife, and he was secretly anxious.
Food and grass are the lifeblood of the Northern Barbarians, and they must not let the enemy get them easily. But the situation before him made him feel extremely desperate, and the rain of arrows was far beyond his expectations, tearing their defense line apart almost in an instant.

Just at this moment, the earth began to shake violently, and the sound of horse hooves was like thunder, getting closer and closer.

A sense of uneasiness surged in everyone's hearts, as if the entire grassland was trembling for the impending conflict.

On the distant horizon, the dense rebel army surged like a tide, so dark and overwhelming that it made people feel suffocated.

In the cold wind, the flag of the rebels fluttered in the wind, and it caught his eyes particularly conspicuously. The captain's heart couldn't help but skip a beat, and the scene in front of him made him feel terrified.

"Damn it, why are these people here?" he muttered to himself, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

A massive rebel army!

How could such a large-scale rebel army appear here?
Could it be that the defense line at the front has collapsed and the Khan and his men have been defeated?
At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and his face turned pale in an instant.

His heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to jump out of his chest. The rebels in front of him were approaching like a giant beast, and their retreat was completely blocked. The surrounding grassland seemed extremely narrow at this moment, as if they were trapped in a desperate situation.

Not only him, but the cavalrymen who were caught off guard by the rain of arrows did not feel happy for long before they saw the huge army of rebels, which made them fall into despair.

For them, they had just been summoned and did not have much combat experience at all.

If they were brave and experienced, they would not be here at all. If it were not for the captain's command, they would have fled in all directions long ago and would not have survived until now.

The rebels were in uniform formation, their spears raised high, flashing with cold light, making people feel terrified. This momentum was like an invisible pressure that instantly enveloped the heads of the Northern Barbarian Cavalry, making them feel even more depressed.

"No, we can't just sit there and wait for death!" The captain shouted loudly, his voice echoing across the grassland, "Everyone, light the fires around you immediately, I will retreat immediately."

A cavalryman hesitated beside him, looking uneasy: "But, Captain... there are too many of them. We can't resist them at all!"

"Shut up!" The captain roared, his eyes piercing as he scanned the soldiers around him. He swore in his heart, "Even if it means a fight to the death, I will never let them succeed so easily!"

""you--!"

He grabbed a trusted man and punched him on the chest. He said with a serious expression, "Retreat now and tell everyone that the rebels are coming. You must pass this message back, otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, he realized that this was definitely not a whim of the rebels. If the rebels just wanted to harass, they would not have sent out such a large force.

At this moment, the captain had an uneasy premonition in his heart: the purpose of this rebel army was obviously to attack the heart of the Northern Barbarians. If they all died here today, then the various tribes of the Northern Barbarians would be kept in the dark and their situation would become precarious.

"Go!" He pushed his confidant away and watched him ride away, silently praying that the soldier could escape safely and bring back the alarm. Time waits for no one, the enemy is approaching like a tide, and their retreat is becoming increasingly slim.

"Everyone, prepare to meet the enemy!" The captain's voice rang out again. He knew that although there were many enemies, they could not give up and had to fight for their homes.

He turned his gaze to his cavalrymen, and saw that the fear on their faces was gradually replaced by determination, and he felt a little comforted. Remember, today we are not fighting for ourselves, but for our families and our tribes! "

The captain gripped the scimitar tightly in his hand, and the blade flashed a cold light in the sunlight, as if echoing his oath.

"Whether we live or die, we must let the enemy know that the Northern Barbarians are not to be trifled with!"

……

At the same time, unlike the solemn atmosphere on the Northern Barbarian side, the morale of the rebel army led by Lin Zhongyun was high, as if a raging fire was burning in everyone's heart.

"Brothers, kill!" Lin Zhongyun's voice was like a war drum, stirring in the ears of every rebel and instantly igniting the fighting spirit in their hearts.

"It's not easy to come to this northern barbarian land, we can't go back empty-handed!" A strong man waved a long sword in his hand, his face full of excitement and anticipation, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.

"Hahaha, now when I go back I can say that I am the one who killed the Northern Barbarians!" Another young rebel laughed excitedly, with fanatical light flashing in his eyes, and his heart full of anticipation for the upcoming battle.

"Finally I have a chance to clean up this bunch of bastards..."

……

At this moment, the centuries-old feud between the Northern Barbarians and the Central Plains, the resentment and humiliation suppressed in everyone's heart, finally erupted at this moment. Everyone felt as if they had turned into a sharp sword, pointing directly at the enemy, with fearless courage in their hearts.

"Look, ahead is the land of the northern barbarians!" A volunteer pointed to the grassland in the distance, his voice trembling with excitement, as if announcing their dream that was about to come true.

The rebels' eyes were all focused on that piece of land, and an indescribable excitement and pride surged in their hearts.

"We can finally avenge our hometown!" someone else shouted, with passion and determination in his voice. Everyone knew in their hearts that this was not just a battle, but also a counterattack against past humiliation and a pursuit of hope for the future.

They had never imagined that they would be able to set foot in the territory of the Northern Barbarians in their lifetime, and they never expected that they were only one step away from destroying the Northern Barbarians' base camp. Their hearts were filled with excitement.

Under this kind of inner motivation, the morale of the rebels was like a volcanic eruption, bursting out with amazing fighting power and was unstoppable.

"Come on!"

Lin Zhongyun looked at the powerful rebel army behind him and nodded with satisfaction, then he shouted loudly.

"This is exactly what I want!" Lin Zhongyun thought to himself, and the smile on his face became brighter. He knew that if he simply withdrew his troops, he could certainly put down the rebellion in Yangzhou, but that would undoubtedly be a huge blow to the morale of the entire rebel army.

In that case, not only would he lose this great opportunity to wipe out the Northern Barbarians in one fell swoop, but he might even be faced with another crisis.

Now, only in this way can he stabilize Yangzhou and boost everyone's morale. At this moment, he knew very well that he was getting closer and closer to the step he longed for.

Following Lin Zhongyun's roar, the rebels surged forward like a tide, and the sound of horse hooves shook the earth like thunder.

The northern barbarians, who were already panicking,

Seeing these rebels who were as energetic as if they had been injected with chicken blood, his faces turned pale and his morale collapsed.

"This...what is going on?" A Northern Barbarian soldier looked ahead in horror, his eyes blurred and his heart filled with anxiety.

They had never thought that they would be attacked and ambushed like this at their doorstep. They were totally unprepared. At this moment, the rebels were full of energy, like a sharp blade, stabbing at the defense line they thought was solid.

"Run!" A desperate cry rang out in the team, as if it was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"Run!" The soldiers retreated and fled in all directions, their faces full of fear and unwillingness. The once proud Northern Barbarian Army was now helpless against the crazy counterattack of the rebels, and its morale was extremely low.

Under the rebels' frenzied counterattack, the Northern Barbarian Army continued to retreat in panic.

"Can't retreat! Hold on, hold on!"

The enemy who was leading this army of northern barbarians saw this scene and tried desperately to stop the soldiers from fleeing, but he was powerless.

His voice was like a candle in the wind, weak and powerless, unable to shake the fear in the soldiers' hearts.

Soon, the entire battlefield became one-sided.

The rebel army swept in like a whirlwind, their morale high, but the Northern Barbarian soldiers were powerless to resist their attack and fled in panic.

The rebel army annihilated all the northern barbarians without paying much price, leaving only debris and blood on the battlefield.

The sunlight was dim and the air was filled with smoke.

A cold wind whistled past, carrying a faint smell of blood in the air as it drifted away, attracting many hyenas and other carnivores from the surrounding area.

These beasts smelled the scent of blood in the war-torn atmosphere and became restless, as if waiting for a feast to begin.

For such wild game, everyone would not miss the opportunity to feast on it.

In this way, everyone set up camp in the original camp of the Northern Barbarians for a short rest. The flames danced in the night, illuminating the faces of every rebel, with excitement and pride intertwined, as if they had become the masters of this land.

"It's a pity that such good food is wasted like this!"

Lin Zhongyun looked at the burnt marks on the grain transport vehicle and felt a little regretful. He knew that this was originally a precious resource that they could use for supplies, but now it could only turn into ashes and disappear with the wind.

In fact, this time when he entered the grassland, since part of the food was transported back to Yangzhou for disaster relief, he did not bring much food with him.

He originally wanted to use war to support the war and plunder food from the Northern Barbarians, but he did not expect that the leader of the Northern Barbarians would be so determined to burn everything without leaving any for them.

"What a pity, what a pity." He shook his head and thought to himself, although the battle was won, the loss of food and grass made him feel a little worried. If there is not enough supply in the future, how can this rebel army be supported? (End of this chapter)