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

The rebel camp was brightly lit. The bonfires were burning fiercely, illuminating the surroundings like daylight, and no shadow could be hidden under the firelight.

The dancing flames reflected the tense faces of the soldiers, their firm belief and the fighting spirit that was about to erupt.

The warriors in full armor patrolled the camp nervously. Their eyes were as sharp as hawks, and the spears in their hands flashed coldly in the firelight, as if declaring their determination to the enemy.

The air was filled with the rhythm of war drums, and the drumbeats inspired everyone's heart like thunder, preparing for the upcoming decisive battle.

"When do you think the rebels will launch the attack?" a young soldier couldn't help but ask, with anticipation and nervousness flashing in his eyes.

An experienced general whispered back, "The time has not come yet. They will act when the sun rises. That is when the night is darkest and we are most relaxed."

His voice was low and steady, as if warning of the coming storm.

The general's words seemed to carry an unspeakable weight, making the air around them tense.

The soldiers looked at each other, feeling a sense of oppression in their hearts.

However, there were still people with a hint of longing in their eyes, who said expectantly: "But it is not certain whether the rebels will attack or not."

There was a hint of doubt in his voice, as if he was trying to find some comfort.

The general shook his head slightly, his eyes firm and far-reaching: “In the end, this is the case, whether it is or not, we are ready.

The wheel of history will not stop for anyone, and the choice of the rebels is only a matter of time. "

He paused and looked into the distance, as if he could see the coming dawn through the night.

"As long as we have faith in our hearts, we can meet any challenge." The general's voice echoed in the camp, inspiring the hearts of every soldier.

Everyone fell silent, their hearts surging with agreement with the general's words, firmly believing that the upcoming battle would be their moment to prove themselves.

The night darkened and the stars twinkled, seeming to foreshadow the impending fate.

In the camp, the soldiers were either sharpening their swords or meditating in silence, each preparing for the upcoming battle in their own way.

Some were carefully checking their weapons by the campfire, some were whispering about battle strategies, and others were praying silently, begging God to bless them with a safe return.

Although the movements of the rebels are unknown, their determination is as firm as the North Star in the night sky.

There is a fire burning in everyone's heart, which is the desire for freedom and victory, and the firm belief in the future.

"I heard that Hailanhak has already started to act." A soldier suddenly interrupted, breaking the silence of the camp, with a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

"Hailanhak? What is he thinking about?" The old general frowned slightly, secretly thinking about the young general's intentions.

He felt a little threatened by the rise of Hailanhak, but he also knew that the rebels must not wait passively.

"No matter how he acts, we must be prepared to respond." The general's voice sounded again, firm and powerful, "Our goal is not only to survive, but also to win! We must let everyone know that the rebels will never be easily defeated!"

The soldiers nodded one after another, their fighting spirit ignited in their hearts. The atmosphere in the camp became increasingly tense, and the heartbeats of the soldiers intertwined with the rhythm of the war drums, as if playing a prelude to the upcoming battle.

At this moment, a burst of hurried horse hoofbeats sounded in the distance, as if conveying some important news. Everyone was instantly alert and looked in the direction of the sound.

"Quick, go check!" The general gave a decisive order, and the soldiers immediately dispersed to prepare for possible emergencies.

"No matter how difficult the road ahead is, we must move forward bravely!" The old general said to himself, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.

He knew that the future battle would be a battle of life and death, but he believed that as long as the rebels were united, they would surely usher in the dawn of victory.

However, the next moment, the sound of thousands of horses galloping suddenly broke the silence of the night, and everyone's eyes were instantly focused on the distance.

In the distant night sky, a dark mass can be vaguely seen, as if the iron cavalry of the northern barbarians are coming like a tide.

"kill!"

"Kill!"

Suddenly, deafening shouts of killing rang out, like thunder shaking the four directions, making the hearts of the rebel soldiers tighten.

"If this isn't the Northern Barbarian Army, then who else could it be?"

In an instant, everyone's heart was in their throat. They grabbed the weapons beside them, quickly got up, and stood up, ready for the upcoming battle.

Tension and determination were written all over everyone's face, and their faces lit by the fire looked particularly resolute.

"Prepare for battle!" The general's order echoed in the camp like thunder, inspiring every soldier.

In the darkness of the night, the rebel flags fluttered in the wind, like the flags of the god of war, leading the warriors to charge forward.

However, at this extremely tense moment, the sound of the Northern Barbarians charging and killing suddenly disappeared, and then their campfire was suddenly extinguished, and there was darkness in front of them.

The extinction of the flames plunged the camp into endless darkness in an instant, with only the occasional moonlight shining through the clouds, barely illuminating the surroundings.

The atmosphere in the camp became increasingly tense, and the soldiers' breathing seemed to stop at this moment.

In the darkness, the only sound they could hear was each other's rapid heartbeats, as if warning them of the impending chaos.

"What's going on? Have the Northern Barbarians rushed there?" a young soldier asked in panic, with anxiety in his voice.

"Yeah, why did the bonfire suddenly go out?" Fear was revealed in the voice of another soldier. The darkness around them made them feel extremely small.

For a moment, screams were heard from the crowd, causing a huge commotion, and everyone was extremely frightened.

Originally, the invincible cavalry of the Northern Barbarians was a huge rock pressing on their hearts, and now the bonfire was extinguished at this time. How could they not panic?

"Don't panic!" The general's voice was calm and composed, penetrating the darkness. "Keep in formation and follow my command!"

He tried to stay calm in the darkness and tried to suppress the atmosphere of panic.

"We must relight the bonfire!" a soldier suggested loudly, with urgency in his voice, "Otherwise we won't be able to see the situation around us clearly!"

"Quick! Go find torches!" The general gave a decisive order, and several soldiers quickly ran to the edge of the camp, trying to find a source of fire.

However, in the darkness, their figures seemed particularly fragile in the chaos. At this moment, a burst of rapid horse hooves suddenly came from the distance, and the soldiers of the rebel army turned around, nervously holding their weapons, ready to fight.

In the darkness, the sounds in my ears were getting closer and closer, as if foreshadowing that a bloody battle was about to begin.

"Everyone, concentrate!" The general's voice sounded again, trying to focus the soldiers' attention. "No matter what happens, we must unite and never disperse!"

At this moment, several figures suddenly appeared in the darkness. The hearts of the rebel soldiers tightened and they raised their weapons and prepared to fight.

But when they saw the face of the person coming, they found that it was their own companion.

"Quick! Light the bonfire!" A soldier came running over breathlessly, holding a few unlit torches in his hands, his face full of anxiety, "The Northern Barbarian cavalry is nearby, we must restore light as soon as possible!"

"Give me fire!" the general shouted, and the soldiers quickly gathered around and began to light torches. The flames reignited in the darkness, and the light of the bonfire spread again, dispelling the shadows around.

However, as the fire flickered, the soldiers of the rebel army saw that in the darkness in the distance, the Northern Barbarian Army, which had been like a tide, had disappeared.

Looking at the empty darkness before them, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

"What's going on?" a soldier asked in a low voice, full of confusion.

"Could it be that the enemy has retreated?" another soldier guessed cautiously, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"Damn it, what on earth is this Northern Barbarian Army planning?" The general frowned, but his voice remained steady, as if he was trying to suppress his inner anxiety. "No matter what the enemy's intentions are, we must not lose our composure. Stay alert and be ready to meet the enemy at any time."

The soldiers around felt a little relieved after hearing this, but they did not dare to relax at all.

In the darkness, only the firelight illuminated their hands holding their weapons, their eyes crossed in the darkness, and the nerves of the warriors were as tight as bowstrings. It seemed that only this could give them the greatest sense of security.

At this moment, someone lay on the ground and listened, and exclaimed: "No, the sound came from the east, the Northern Barbarian Army seems to be mobilizing!"

There was a sense of urgency and uneasiness in his voice, as if he had discovered some important clue.

At the same time, the sound of galloping war horses that had gradually stopped before sounded again, but this time, it seemed to be a little far away from them, and it was getting farther and farther away, as if it was rushing towards the camp in the east.

"East?!" The guard frowned, as if realizing something was wrong. "Pass the order down, send someone to investigate immediately! Quick!"

There was urgency in his voice, he knew that the battle situation was changing rapidly and every second could mean the difference between life and death.

Everyone's eyes turned to the east, and a strange atmosphere filled the night wind.

The soldiers held their breath, and the sound of the wind in their ears seemed to remind them that danger was approaching.

Just as they were nervously waiting for the results of the reconnaissance, there was suddenly a commotion in the camp in the east, followed by a scream.

The sound was harsh and sinister, like the call of death, instantly breaking the tranquility of the camp.

"We've fallen into a trap. Quick, all troops, move to the east for support!" The general's order spread throughout the camp like a raging fire.

The soldiers' faces turned pale in an instant, and panic and anxiety surged in their hearts like a tide.

"Quick! Assemble!" the general shouted loudly, his voice mixed with urgency and anger.

He knew that time did not allow them to hesitate any longer, as the Northern Barbarians' feint to the east and attack in the west had successfully caught them off guard.

The rebel soldiers acted quickly, hurriedly put on their armor, grabbed their weapons, and ran eastward.

But just as they were preparing to set off, the cavalry of the Northern Barbarian Army in the camp to the east poured into their camp like a tide, and the dark army looked particularly terrifying under the firelight.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" someone shouted in horror, and a chaotic scene broke out in an instant.

The soldiers fled in panic, and the camp fell into chaos.

"Hold them!" the general shouted, trying to calm the soldiers, but at this moment he also felt powerless.

The northern barbarian cavalry swept in like a storm, and the rebel army's formation was disrupted in an instant.

"Kill!" Hu Yanzhong of the Northern Barbarians commanded loudly, and the cavalry rushed into the rebel camp like wild beasts. The sound of swords and guns clashing rang out, blood splattered in the flames, and screams came one after another.

"Quick, retreat! Protect the formation!" The general commanded desperately, trying to reorganize the soldiers.

But the chaotic scene made people panic, the soldiers' hearts were filled with fear, and many of them had begun to retreat.

"We must support the east!" the general was anxious, but his voice was drowned out by the noise of the battle. The soldiers' attention was all drawn to the enemy in front of them and they could not hear his orders at all.

At this moment, the Northern Barbarian cavalry poured in like a tide, and the rebel army's defense line was quickly torn apart. The charging cavalry looked particularly ferocious in the firelight, as if they were going to defeat all the enemies blocking their way one by one.

"We can't give up!" The general gritted his teeth in his heart and tried his best to encourage the morale of the soldiers, "For our homeland, for our freedom, we must not retreat!"

However, despite his efforts to shout, the rebel soldiers had already fallen into panic, and the scene before them made them feel despair.

The northern barbarian cavalry attacked like a storm, and the rebel camp was completely destroyed at this moment.

"Quick, retreat!" The general finally realized that he could no longer fight and had to lead the remaining soldiers to evacuate as soon as possible. He knew in his heart that if he did not act, the consequences would be disastrous.

"All troops, listen up! Retreat immediately!" The general's voice sounded particularly firm in the chaos, with a hint of despair and determination.

Under the command of the general, the soldiers of the rebel army began to retreat, but the cavalry of the northern barbarians followed them closely.

Under the light of the fire, the figures of the rebels were gradually swallowed by the darkness, and the aftermath of the battle echoed in the night sky, as if telling the story of a tragic battle.

Just then, the rebel army's support finally arrived, and the flickering firelight illuminated the corpses and seriously wounded soldiers on the ground.

The Northern Barbarians' plan was obvious. They used the cover of night and fire to create chaos and distract our army.

"Damn it!" Looking at the scene in front of them, everyone roared in anger. They had never felt so aggrieved before.

Seeing the support of the rebel army arriving, no matter how reluctant Huyan Zhong was, he still remembered Huyanhuan's instructions to him.

Their trip was just an appetizer, their purpose was just to create chaos, and there was something bigger waiting for the rebels.

"Lin Zhongyun, wait!" He felt a chill in his heart towards the rebel army's main tent, and then decisively issued an order to retreat. (End of this chapter)