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

The Northern Barbarian King's Court.

Hu Yanhuan was sitting on the high platform, dozing with his eyes closed, but even so, it was difficult to hide the traces of exhaustion on his face.

In the past few days, he has been busy with the retreat and coordinating the overall situation, and now he just wants to have a good sleep.

However, the complicated thoughts in his mind flooded in like a tide, making it difficult for him to truly find peace.

A long time ago, he once asked his father why he did not choose to fight for the position of Khan, but instead chose to support Chagan Uli unwaveringly.

In response to his question, Hu Yan Leng at that time replied with a smile: "Although the position of Khan is glamorous and has supreme authority, it is actually not a job for humans."

At that time, he was young and ignorant, and he did not have much feeling for the meaning of these words. He only saw the Khan's majesty in front of everyone, but did not realize the heavy pressure and responsibility hidden behind it.

And now, as he temporarily took over the throne of the Great Khan, he finally understood the deep meaning of his father's words.

In recent days, he has not only to deal with the strong pressure from the rebels, but also to deal with the disputes between the internal tribes. Every decision may affect the fate of the entire Northern Barbarians, and every mistake may lead to irreversible consequences.

He finally understood that hidden behind the halo of power are endless responsibilities and sacrifices.

Looking back now, he couldn't help but find it somewhat ridiculous. It was as if he didn't understand the meaning of the song when he first heard it, but recognized the person in the song when he heard it again.

What he once thought was glamorous has now become a heavy yoke. He finally understood his father's original choice and admired his father's wisdom and foresight even more.

At this time, Hu Yanzhong, who was also very busy, came up and interrupted his thoughts.

"Come, sit here and take a rest. These days are all thanks to you."

Looking at Huyan Zhong who also had a tired face, Huyan Huan felt a little relieved and was very satisfied with this subordinate whom his father valued very much.

If Huyan Zhong had not been helping him all these days, he would have been exhausted and messed up all these things.

However, Hu Yanzhong rejected Hu Yanhuan's kindness with a stern expression, and instead reported with a frown: "According to our spies, we recently found traces of the rebel army in a grassland closest to the royal court."

"Rebels?"

Upon hearing this, Hu Yanzhong opened his eyes and shone with a brilliant light. He murmured to himself, "I didn't expect them to come so quickly."

His expression suddenly became solemn, and he felt uneasy. The appearance of the rebels meant that the situation was further deteriorating, and time was no longer on their side.

"How many people are there? How long will it take to reach the royal court?" At this moment, he did not even bother to rest. He walked down from the platform, came to the map of the grassland, nodded slightly, and his eyes wandered carefully on the map, trying to find the best response strategy.

He had long anticipated the arrival of the rebels.

After all, it was obvious that Lin Zhongyun wanted to wipe out all the northern barbarians by making such a big move, and he would not give up easily no matter what.

However, he did not expect the rebels to move so fast.

Although the retreat has been progressing steadily, the time left for them is still too short, and a large number of people have not had time to move.

Hu Yanzhong whispered: "According to the spy report, the size of the rebel army is not small, only a few thousand people."

'Only a few thousand people'

Hu Yanzhong's words made Hu Yanhuan feel confused. He turned his head to look at Hu Yanzhong and asked seriously, "Are you sure? There are only a few thousand people? Could it be that Lin Zhongyun wants to conquer our Northern Barbarians with only a few thousand people?"

At this point, he couldn't help but laugh in anger and exploded with rage.

If Lin Zhongyun really had such thoughts, it would absolutely be an insult and contempt to his northern barbarians.

"I can confirm that there are only a few thousand people."

Hu Yanzhong nodded heavily and said solemnly: "But their target does not seem to be us. They are just wandering around like headless flies, and they don't seem to know the exact location of our royal court."

"Wandering?" Hu Yanhuan frowned even more, and the doubts in his heart became deeper and deeper. "What exactly is Lin Zhongyun thinking?"

At this moment, he did not understand why Lin Zhongyun did this. A few thousand people could not pose a substantial threat to the Northern Barbarians, but he knew that Lin Zhongyun would never do it without a purpose.

At this time, he couldn't help but think of the middle-aged Confucian scholar, and recalled how the middle-aged Confucian scholar thought every time this time came.

"If you were the enemy, what would you do? What would be the purpose of doing this?"

The words of the middle-aged Confucian scholar echoed in his mind again and again, and he asked himself and reflected on himself one by one in his heart.

Because he understood that only in this way could he make the most correct decision when facing the cunning and treacherous Lin Zhongyun.

He began to imitate Lin Zhongyun's thinking in his mind: a force of several thousand people wandering on the grassland, seemingly without a clear goal. What was hidden behind such an action?
"Is this a trick to confuse the enemy?" He thought to himself. Is Lin Zhongyun using this small force to confuse the Northern Barbarians and make them misjudge the movements of the main force? Or is the real purpose of this force to find the weaknesses of the Northern Barbarians and wait for an opportunity to strike?

"Perhaps, they are looking for our transfer location." Hu Yanhuan suddenly realized that although the grassland was vast, there were only one or two places with sufficient food and water sources.

He has now gathered everyone together, but no matter how he hides, people still have to eat, drink, defecate and urinate, and will leave traces anyway.

Especially in terms of water and food, they will leave traces. If Lin Zhongyun is familiar enough with the grassland, he can judge whether anyone has stayed here based on the water level of the river.

Thinking of this, his expression became more solemn. Lin Zhongyun's actions seemed disorderly, but in fact they might be murderous.

He realized that Lin Zhongyun might want to use this method to find their hiding place and then wipe them out in one fell swoop.

Every water source and every fertile grassland on the grassland are the lifelines of their survival. Once these lifelines are controlled by the enemy, the consequences will be disastrous.

At this moment, two words kept flashing in his mind: genocide!

These two words lingered in his mind like a spell, making him feel unprecedented pressure and urgency.

"No more hesitation." Hu Yanhuan secretly made up his mind. He knew that he had to take decisive action to reverse the current crisis. He quickly called the leaders of the tribe and began to formulate a new strategy.

"We have to move and can't stay in one place for too long."

He pointed to several key water sources and pastures on the map and emphasized, "At the same time, send out more spies to closely monitor the movements of the rebels and make sure to find out their true purpose."

The leaders also nodded one by one and watched Hu Yanzhong talking, but they had different thoughts in their minds.

Although they understood that they were now at risk of extinction, the several days of relocation had left them physically and mentally exhausted from the busy schedule.

The flickering lights in the tents revealed the deep fatigue and hidden resentment on the faces of each leader. Some of their eyes flashed with helplessness, while others were faintly dissatisfied.

"Transfer again?"

An elderly leader muttered in a low voice, his voice full of fatigue that could not be concealed, "We finally spent a lot of effort to move everyone to that place. We haven't had a few days of peace and quiet yet, and we have to move again. No one can bear it."

Another leader also echoed: "Yes, our people have been exhausted in the past few days. If this continues, I'm afraid their morale will collapse."

"When have we, the Northern Barbarians, ever been so timid?"

Someone's eyes were bloodshot, and he gnashed his teeth and shouted, "At worst, we can give them a fight, and it's either you die or I live."

"That's right, this is better than dying like this." Soon, someone agreed with this opinion.

Although their voices were not loud, they were very clear in the tent. Hu Yanhuan felt heavy in his heart when he heard them. He knew that the leaders' worries and dissatisfaction were not without reason.

Although his starting point was good, his idea was too idealistic and ignored the execution ability of these people in reality.

After several days of repeated relocations, not only were the tribal leaders dissatisfied, but even the ordinary people were in panic.

"Everyone, I understand your hard work and fatigue." Hu Yanhuan slowed down his tone and tried to calm everyone down. "But please believe that everything I do is for the future of Beiman."

There was a hint of earnestness and determination in his words, and his eyes lingered on the faces of each leader, trying to find a hint of recognition and support from them.

However, the expressions of the leaders were still solemn. Although they understood Hu Yanhuan's painstaking efforts, the long-term pressure and fatigue had almost exhausted their patience.

"Lord Huyan, it's not that we are unwilling to cooperate, but our manpower and materials have reached their limit."

A young leader finally spoke up, with a hint of helplessness in his tone, "If we can't find a safe place to stay as soon as possible, I'm afraid we really can't hold on."

Hu Yanhuan nodded. He knew that this war was not only a battle against the enemy, but also a test for each of them. He had to find a balance in this dilemma, ensuring the safety of his people while not letting their morale and physical strength collapse completely.

This war is not only a test for them, but also a test for his Northern Barbarian tribe.

If they survive this time, the Northern Barbarians will become stronger and more resilient.

This thought lingered in his mind, like a brand, reminding him of the responsibility on his shoulders.

But if they didn't make it, then they would only face the fate of extinction. This possibility made him feel a chill rising from the bottom of his heart. He took a deep breath, knowing that his idea was too harsh, so he retreated to the next best option.

"In that case, the ethnic groups that haven't had time to relocate yet will need to move to a new place." There was a hint of compromise and reluctance in his voice, but more of it was a clear understanding of reality.

The leaders were angry when they heard this, but they also understood that they had to grit their teeth and get through the disaster of genocide. They looked at each other, with dissatisfaction and helplessness in their eyes, but more of it was worry about the future.

"Lord Huyan, we will do our best to cooperate." An elderly prince finally broke the silence, with a hint of helplessness and determination in his tone, "I just hope that this transfer can buy us more time."

The others also nodded. Although they were resentful, they knew that facing a life-and-death crisis, unity was the only way out.

"I understand everyone's hard work and dissatisfaction." Hu Yanhuan once again expressed his understanding to everyone, "But please believe that all of this is for the future of Beiman. As long as we unite as one, we will be able to overcome this difficulty."

As the meeting ended, the leaders left one after another. Although they were still dissatisfied, they all understood that at this juncture, any division or retreat would only accelerate the arrival of destruction. They had to work together to find a ray of hope in this storm.

But Huyan Zhong did not leave, and his face still had the gloomy expression he had before he came.

"What's wrong?" Hu Yanhuan called out Hu Yanzhong in a low voice, and he seemed to have a bad premonition in his heart.

Hu Yanzhong had a complicated expression. He looked up at Hu Yanhuan and said hesitantly, "Young Master, I have some news but I don't know whether I should tell you or not."

Hu Yanhuan did not answer immediately, but nodded slightly for a moment, then said: "If you think you can help the Northern Barbarians, then tell me."

Hu Yanzhong took a deep breath, as if to encourage himself, and then slowly said: "The Khan and his 100,000 troops are still alive."

This sentence was like a thunder, exploding in the tent. Hu Yanhuan's face instantly became solemn, and he stared at Hu Yanzhong closely, as if he wanted to see more information from his face.

"Are you sure?" Hu Yanhuan's voice was low and firm, with a hint of unquestionable majesty.

"Yes, young master." Hu Yanzhong nodded, his expression serious, "I have confirmed many times that the Khan is indeed still alive, and his army is safe and sound."

Hu Yanhuan was silent for a moment, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

Chagan Uli's life and death has always been a mystery. Everyone thought he had died in the war, and his survival was undoubtedly a huge variable.

"No one else can know about this." Hu Yanhuan finally spoke, with a hint of determination in his tone, "Now everyone is following my arrangements because they all think Chagan Uli is gone. Once they know that the Khan is still alive, I'm afraid they will make a big fuss."

Hu Yanzhong nodded, he understood Hu Yanhuan's concerns. Chagan Wuli had a very high reputation among the northern barbarians, and his return would undoubtedly shake the current power structure and even cause civil unrest.

"Young Master, how should we deal with this?" Hu Yanzhong asked in a low voice, his eyes full of worry.

"We will hold our troops for now." Hu Yanhuan thought for a moment and made a decision. "We need more time to observe the situation and prepare for the worst." (End of this chapter)