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

Chapter 306: Resolute Hu Yanhuan, a Game within a Game
Faced with Hailanhak's indifference, Hu Yanhuan seemed to lose his patience.

His face became increasingly gloomy, and his eyes flashed with anger and helplessness.

He raised his eyes, stared at Hailanhak and said in a deep voice: "Now that things have come to this, old general, there should be no distinction between you and me."

As he spoke, his face was gloomy for a while, and finally he gritted his teeth and said: "Well, since the old general is unwilling to confront the rebels head-on, then I, Hu Yanhuan, will do this job."

"General, this..." Huyan Zhong on the side was immediately unhappy. His face looked extremely ugly and he was secretly anxious in his heart.

He knew that Hu Yanhuan's actions would most likely lead to greater trouble, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Hu Yanhuan's cold shout.

"Enough. What's the point of distinguishing between tribes at this moment? I will pay any price for the Northern Barbarians." Hu Yanhuan's voice was like thunder, shocking everyone present.

There was a firmness in his eyes, as if his determination at this moment had transcended personal life and death.

At this point, his face was solemn, and he stared at Hailanhak with a hint of pleading and helplessness. Then he said word by word firmly: "But old general, this is my last concession. The task of blocking the rebels' retreat is now left to you."

Hailanhak's heart was shaken. He could feel the strong aura from Huyanhuan, but he was still unwilling to compromise easily.

"Hu Yanhuan, what is this? Are you threatening me?" He retorted coldly, but felt a little uneasy in his heart.

He shouted harshly. Even though he knew in his heart that Hu Yanhuan did this for the Northern Barbarians, he still found it difficult to accept Hu Yanhuan's tone and intimidation.

If Hu Yanhuan was respectful to him at this time, he would agree to Hu Yanhuan.

But if Hu Yanhuan had this attitude, it meant that there was nothing to talk about between them.

"If the old general still refuses to repent..." Hu Yanhuan's tone suddenly changed. A cold and murderous aura emanated from his whole body. His eyes suddenly became cold, as if he had transformed into an indomitable warrior.

He slowly approached Hailanhak, his voice low and firm, "Even if I, Hu Yanhuan, die in this big tent today, I will make the old general apologize for the Northern Barbarians!"

There was a tense atmosphere in the air, and Hailanhak's heart was in turmoil.

He had never seen Hu Yanhuan so excited, and he couldn't help but feel a little awe in his heart.

This young general seemed to have tied his fate closely to the future of the Northern Barbarians.

"Of course, the old general can also think that it is the nephew who is threatening the old general!"

Hu Yanhuan said this in an extremely firm voice, and at this moment he had completely lost face.

"you--!"

Upon hearing this, Hailanhak's face changed drastically. He immediately flew into a rage, pointed at Hu Yanhuan's nose, and shouted, "How dare you! Do you really think that without my Hailan tribe, you can really save the Northern Barbarians from the turmoil?"

"Do you think you can bear all this alone?" Hailanhak finally couldn't help but speak, with a hint of helplessness and anger in his tone, "If something happens to you, who will protect our tribe? Do you want the entire Northern Barbarians to pay for your impulsiveness?"

When Hu Yanhuan heard this, a hint of coldness suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. The calmness in his eyes was gone, replaced by endless fanaticism and madness.

"The old general is right. Without the Hailan tribe, I would probably be defeated."

His voice became even deeper, revealing a hint of hysteria in his hoarseness, "But I also know that if we continue to delay, the rebels will definitely take the opportunity to invade, and the consequences will be disastrous.

I would rather risk everything than see my fellow northern barbarians struggling in the flames of war!"

He raised his head, his eyes firm and resolute, as if he had already seen the coming war. The corners of his lips were tightened into a firm line, and he was determined to create his own legend in this land of the Northern Barbarians.

Even if this legendary story ends in failure, he still doesn't mind.

Hu Yanhuan's subordinates felt a strong shock when they saw his resolute gaze. They knew that this battle was inevitable.

The wind blew fiercely, lifting a corner of the battle flag, as if foreshadowing the coming storm.

At the same time, Hailanhak was touched by Hu Yanhuan's resolute expression. Looking at the young man in front of him who was willing to sacrifice his life for the Northern Barbarians, an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart, which was a trace of regret and guilt for the past years.

Once upon a time, he had the same ambition as Hu Yanhuan, vowing to bring peace and prosperity to the Northern Barbarians. However, as time passed, he was gradually blinded by the power in front of him.

Even though the Northern Barbarians have now reached a critical juncture of survival, what he still cares about is the position of Khan and whether the interests of his tribe have been harmed.

Hailanhak took a deep breath, a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes, but he still stood firm in his position. He knew how pale and powerless his hesitation was compared to Hu Yanhuan's determination.

However, for the good of the tribe, he had no choice.

He has come this far, like an arrow shot from a bow, with no way back.

At this time, even if he wanted to change his mind, would Hu Yanhuan give him a chance? Would Chagan Wuli easily bypass him?
If Hu Yanhuan had not been so anxious because of him dragging her down like this, how could he have begged him so humbly?
Hailanhak clenched his fists, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

He knew that no matter what, this war would eventually be unavoidable. Even if he was unwilling, he had to stand on the side of the tribe and firmly face the coming storm.

What's more, he is just delaying time now and has not directly colluded with the rebels. He cannot be considered a sinner of the Northern Barbarians at all.

Since Hu Yanhuan took the initiative to request to confront the rebels head-on, it was exactly what he wanted and was the perfect thing to do.

Originally, he was worried that there might be something fishy or ambushes on the road to confronting the rebels head-on. Since Hu Yanhuan was willing to take the risk, why not wait and see, maybe he could find a way out.

Moreover, he could take the opportunity to consume Hu Yanhuan's power and buy himself more time to prepare. After all, no matter how you look at it, intercepting the rebels' retreat would be less risky.

Even though Hu Yanhuan had already set up some ambushes at that time, as long as they were careful, they might be able to take advantage of the situation and counter Hu Yanhuan's plan.

In any case, their losses would be huge if they confronted the rebels head-on, and intercepting the rebels was more like a smooth road.

He was secretly calculating, but his face remained expressionless. Only his clenched fists revealed his inner tension and anxiety.

However, when he was secretly calculating, he did not notice that there was a hint of playfulness and coldness in Hu Yanhuan's eyes when he looked at him. It was a kind of calmness that could see through people's hearts, as if he had already seen through Hailanhak's calculations. Hu Yanhuan smiled slightly. He knew that Hailanhak was not really helping him, but this was also within his expectations.

After all, in this chess game of power, everyone is a chess piece, and only by taking the initiative can we control the overall situation. So, he spoke slowly, with a firm tone: "Old General, whether you like it or not, we must win this war."

"Now I only care about the victory of this war and the future of the Northern Barbarians. As for who will be the leader, that is not my focus." Hu Yanhuan's eyes were like sharp arrows, staring directly at Hailanhak, as if he wanted to see through his mind. "You and I are just taking what we need, but at this moment, we must work together for the future of the Northern Barbarians."

His words were full of unquestionable determination, leaving Hailanhak no time to hesitate.

Hailanhak sneered in his heart as he listened to Huyanhuan's words. He lamented that Huyanhuan was too young and too impulsive. He was so impatient that he didn't know that victory or defeat on the battlefield was a matter of a moment, and that the art of power was even more unpredictable.

Hailanhak pondered secretly, but nodded slightly on the surface and replied: "In this case, for the future of Beiman, let's make this decision between you and me. For the sake of Beiman, no one can regret it."

There was a glimmer of cunning in his eyes, and the calculation in his mind had already begun.

Now, he did not ask Hu Yanhuan to defeat the rebels head-on, but only asked Hu Yanhuan to contain the rebels, which would be enough.

In this way, he would have room to maneuver, secretly dispatch troops, set up his own chess game, and concentrate on dealing with Chagan Uli.

As for the final winner of this battle, it must be Hailanhak. When the snipe and the clam fight, only the fisherman benefits.

Hu Yanhuan was overjoyed when he heard what Hailanhak said, but he still pretended to be solemn and said reluctantly: "Then please get ready, old general, and set off immediately. After all, this place is still some distance away from the ambush site."

A sneer appeared on Hailanhak's lips. He knew that this distance was enough for him to set up a dragnet, and Huyanhuan, the bird that had fallen into the trap, was destined to not escape.

He nodded slightly, looking at Hu Yanhuan's back as he turned and prepared to leave, but in his mind he had already begun to plan how to lure Hu Yanhuan's army into the preset trap.

He knew very well that in this game of power, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit.

As long as he can fight to the end in this battle, all the infamy and shame will be wiped out in one fell swoop.

Hailan Tesh watched Hu Yanhuan leave, his hand unconsciously stroking the hilt of the sword at his waist, the determination in his heart was like frozen ice, cold and firm.

"General, this is really God's help!" Hailan Tesh was also excited at this moment, "Now, we can sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight."

"Hmm!" Hailanhak smiled slightly, with a gleam in his eyes. He knew that he had to be cautious in every move that followed. If he made a wrong move, the whole game would be lost.

Although Hu Yanhuan was courageous, he would not be able to accomplish anything without wisdom. He secretly wondered how he could use this upcoming conflict to consolidate his position or even further weaken the power of the rebels.

"From now on, you must pay close attention to Hu Yanhuan's actions and report any unusual movements immediately." Hailanhak ordered in a deep voice, with a hint of unquestionable majesty in his tone.

His eyes were as deep as the sea, and he seemed to have seen the future scene of victory, which was his chance to rise again in this land.

"Yes, General." Hailan Tesh nodded heavily and said excitedly: "Please rest assured, General, I have sent the best spies to follow them."

He was secretly proud of himself, thinking that this action would bring them huge benefits.

"Okay, and order everyone to move out immediately," Hailanhak instructed, with a hint of urgency in his voice.

He knew that time waits for no one and he had to mobilize his troops as soon as possible so that he could take advantage of the battle between Hu Yanhuan and the rebels.

More importantly, he didn't know whether Hu Yanhuan would go back on his word. It would be disastrous if that guy came to his senses.

Hailantes immediately turned around, quickly walked out of the tent, and began to give orders.

His heart was filled with anticipation for the upcoming battle, as if he could already see himself rising up and becoming the new generation of hero of the Northern Barbarians.

At the same time, Hailanhak was deep in thought in the tent.

"If I can take advantage of this melee to weaken the rebels' strength, perhaps I can take advantage of the opportunity to take back the lost power." Hailanhak secretly calculated in his mind, with a sinister light flashing in his eyes.

As time went by, Highlandesh quickly organized his troops, and the soldiers were busy in the camp, preparing for the upcoming operation.

Hailanhak kept examining the battle situation in the tent and thinking about the next strategy.

"General, everyone is ready and can set off at any time." Hailantes returned to the tent with excitement on his face, his eyes shining with anticipation.

"Very good." Hailanhak nodded slightly, secretly relieved in his heart.

He knew that everything was under his control, and the situation would develop in a direction favorable to him as he wished.

As the horn sounded, Hailanhak and Hailantesh led the troops to the ambush site according to the original plan.

As Hailanhak set out in a mighty force, the news quickly reached Hu Yanhuan's tent.

Hu Yanhuan was sitting at a simple wooden table. The map in front of him marked the movements of various troops. He looked focused and serious.

"General, Hailanhak really fell into our trap." Huyan Zhong said excitedly, his face filled with joy that was hard to conceal.

He did not dwell on the resentment and depression caused by the battle of Hailanhak. Instead, he was full of anticipation for the upcoming battle.

"Very good, you acted well just now." Hu Yanhuan had a calm look on his face at this moment. He put his hands behind his back, like a general who was confident of his plans, and spoke slowly.

There was a gleam of wisdom in his eyes, as if he had foreseen the situation that would follow.

"Now we just have to wait for that old guy to fall into our trap!" There was a hint of pride in Huyan Zhong's voice, and he secretly felt lucky that his plan had been successfully implemented.

He knew that Hilanhak's confidence and pride would become his greatest weakness.

(End of this chapter)