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

As the Northern Barbarian Army rushed in, unrest continued to spread among the rebel army.

No one expected that the Northern Barbarian Army, which had only thundered but not rained, would actually take real action this time, and that this time they would launch a tidal wave of attacks from all directions.

The rebel soldiers' original vigilance vanished at this moment, and fear and chaos spread like a plague.

In an instant, wherever I looked, it seemed like everyone was an enemy.

The black crows of northern barbarian warriors surged in like a raging tide, with swords flashing and sabers crisscrossing, and the rebel army's defense line was torn apart in an instant.
The screams of the rebels and the roars of the northern barbarians intertwined to form a tragic war song.

Yuan Jingxin's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, thinking about how to stabilize this army that was about to collapse.

However, he soon realized that the situation before him could no longer be explained by common sense. The fear and confusion of the soldiers surged like a tide, almost drowning him.

But they did not give up, they gritted their teeth and held their positions, with an unyielding light in their eyes. In the bloody battle, they used their lives to interpret their loyalty to Lin Zhongyun. Even if the road ahead was difficult, they would try their best and fight to the death.

Yuan Jingxin knew very well that only by unity could they find a glimmer of hope in this desperate situation.

"Everyone hold on, don't panic!" Yuan Jingxin roared, his face becoming ferocious. His voice was particularly loud in the chaos, trying to wake up the soldiers who were swallowed by fear.

Every word struck the soldiers' hearts like a hammer, inspiring them to continue fighting.

"We are the volunteers! Fighting for our homeland!" His voice was loud and firm, as if lighting a flame in the darkness, warming the hearts of every soldier.

Even though his voice had become hoarse, he still refused to stop. The fighting spirit burning in his heart made him fearless.

The attack of the Northern Barbarians was as fierce as a storm. Encouraged by Yuan Jingxin, the rebel soldiers gathered their courage again, tightly grasped their weapons, and prepared to meet the enemy's attack.

They know in their hearts that only by persevering can they fight for a chance to survive.

"Don't forget, Fenglangjuxu is right in front of us!" Yuan Jingxin shouted, leading the soldiers forward.

In the light of the fire, they seemed like the last line of defense, trying to stop the attack of the Northern Barbarians.

The sound of swords clashing rang in my ears, blood splattered everywhere, and the rebel soldiers defended this land with their lives.

The offensive of the Northern Barbarian Army became increasingly fierce, but Yuan Jingxin and his soldiers stood firm like rocks, and every attack was blocked by their flesh and blood.

At this critical moment of life and death, they are fully aware that behind them are their homes, their loved ones, and their responsibilities.

Therefore, they dared not retreat, nor could they retreat. In the midst of the flames of war, their persistent belief in Fenglangjuxu became the force that supported them to continue fighting.

As long as they can persist, they will be the pioneers of the future, will go down in history, and become heroes praised by future generations.

"Now is the time to make a name for yourself. Charge on, brothers!" There were many brave warriors among the rebel army who were determined to break into the enemy lines. They faced the frenzy of the Northern Barbarian Army, marched forward bravely, and shouted angrily.

Even though they were individually like duckweed in the face of the Northern Barbarians' attack, their unity and courage were like an invincible force.

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However, in this chaotic scene, there was always a large tent that remained calm. The flickering candlelight inside the tent reflected a determined figure.

The owner of that resolute figure was Lin Zhongyun. He watched the battle with a solemn expression, and his fingers tapped the table unconsciously, making a rhythmic sound, as if he was beating the rhythm of his own thinking.

Despite the deafening noise outside, the fierce fighting, the sound of swords clashing and the shouts of the soldiers, Lin Zhongyun's eyes became increasingly calm.

He knew that the key to this battle was persistence and strategy, not blind bravery. As the leader of the rebels, he carried the hopes of countless people on his shoulders and must not waver at this moment.

He knew that the Northern Barbarians' fierce attack was intended to completely defeat them.

If they cannot hold their ground and find the enemy's weaknesses, the outcome of this battle will be disastrous.

Lin Zhongyun thought to himself that although the Northern Barbarians' attack was fierce, if he could understand the enemy's strategies and intentions, he might be able to find an opportunity to counterattack.

"Someone come!" Lin Zhongyun suddenly raised his voice, interrupting the silence in the tent. His voice was like an order, immediately attracting the guards around him.

"General, I'm here!" The guard knelt down respectfully with a nervous expression.

"Send someone to inform Yuan Jingxin immediately, tell him to hold his ground and not attack blindly." Lin Zhongyun's eyes were as sharp as a hawk, full of determination and firmness. "Tell them that the sky will soon be bright, and the tricks of the northern barbarians will soon be exposed."

"Yes!" The guard immediately responded and left, full of admiration for the general's decisive decision.

Lin Zhongyun's thoughts were racing. If the Northern Barbarians wanted to launch such a fierce offensive, they would definitely have to pay a huge price, and such an offensive would not be able to last long.

He thought back to the previous night raids; each attack by the Northern Barbarians seemed hasty and inconsiderate, as if they were testing their strength.

If the Northern Barbarians were really absolutely sure, they would not have launched night attacks again and again to wear them down and test their bottom line.

"The Northern Barbarians' attack may be intended to consume our patience and morale, but we cannot just passively take a beating." Lin Zhongyun muttered to himself, with a determined gleam in his eyes.

He walked out of the tent and stared in the direction of the battlefield. He heard the shouts of the rebel soldiers and the roars of the northern barbarians intertwined with each other, and his heart was excited.

Lin Zhongyun took a deep breath and felt a surge of power rising in his heart. His eyes penetrated the darkness, trying to find the flickering lights on the battlefield, looking for a glimmer of hope.

"If we can divert the main force of the Northern Barbarians, we may be able to find an opportunity to counterattack." A bold plan gradually emerged in Lin Zhongyun's mind.

However, just as he was deep in thought, an extremely fierce voice suddenly came from outside, "Where is Lin Zhongyun? Is he afraid of me?"

The sound was like thunder exploding, shaking both inside and outside the tent, as if the entire battlefield was shaking with this roar.

Lin Zhongyun raised his head, a flash of surprise in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. He knew very well that this was the unpredictable nature of the battlefield, and that what was coming would eventually come, and he had to face it.

A fighting spirit ignited in his heart, and he knew that he could not show any fear at this moment. He quickly stood up and walked out of the tent. The moment he opened the curtain, the sun was dazzling and the scene of the battlefield came into his sight.

The soldiers around were fighting fiercely with the Northern Barbarian warriors. The sounds of swords clashing could be heard one after another, blood was splattered, and the air was filled with the smoke of battle and the atmosphere of tension.

At this moment, he felt a sharp gaze sweeping across the battlefield and falling directly on him.

The owner of that gaze was none other than Chagan Uli, who was wearing heavy armor.

He rode on his warhorse, looking majestic, and the spear in his hand flashed coldly in the sun, as if declaring his strength and invincibility.

Chagan Wuli's momentum was so great that the surrounding northern barbarian soldiers looked at him in awe, as if he was the master of this battle.

Chagan Wuli's gaze was like a sharp arrow piercing the heart, full of incomparable provocation and hostility, but Lin Zhongyun was not intimidated by it, but became more determined.

He knew very well that the confrontation at this moment was not only a contest of strength, but also a game of wisdom. He straightened his back, looked at the sharp eyes, and responded: "Lin Zhongyun is here, he is just a defeated general, what is there to be afraid of?"

"Hahaha..." Chagan Wuli's laughter was like a violent storm, deafening. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his horse trotted on the spot, looking even more imposing.

"You are Lin Zhongyun. Don't you call the day of a person's death a death anniversary in the Central Plains? Then this day next year will be your death anniversary."

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After hearing this, Lin Zhongyun remained calm and just smiled faintly, but he had already memorized these words in his heart.

He knew that Chagan Uli was not only a warrior of the Northern Barbarians, but also a cunning opponent. He must not be shaken by his provocation. "Then let's see whose day is near. Since you are here, it will not be so easy to go back. Leave your head here to pay tribute to the souls of our martyrs in heaven."

“Hahahaha…” Hearing this, Chagan Uli laughed out loud, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke.

His laughter was full of mockery and disdain, and the surrounding northern barbarian soldiers followed suit, with bursts of mocking laughter mixed in with the sound of war drums.

"Lin Zhongyun, you are really arrogant. Do you think that you can stop the Northern Barbarians' cavalry with just these little tricks?"

Lin Zhongyun's heart tightened, but he did not show any sign of wavering. Instead, he smiled slightly and thought to himself, "It is you who are arrogant, Chagan Wuli. Do you think you can easily defeat me with your strength?"

He knew that Chagan Uli's confidence came from his powerful army and his personal strength, but he overlooked the power of wisdom and strategy.

"You northern barbarians will eventually pay the price for your arrogance and ignorance." Lin Zhongyun's voice was firm and loud, as if conveying an invisible force in this chaotic battlefield.

He looked around and saw the rebel soldiers fighting bravely, and his heart was filled with passion.

"Today, I will not retreat!" Lin Zhongyun declared loudly, his voice echoing on the battlefield, shaking the hearts of every soldier.

The morale of the rebels was ignited at this moment, and the soldiers cast trusting glances at him one after another, as if at this moment, their hearts were closely connected together, and firm belief flashed in each other's eyes.

However, Yuan Jingxin, who was standing next to Lin Zhongyun, felt increasingly heavy in his heart.

His eyes moved back and forth between Lin Zhongyun and Chagan Uli, feeling the tense atmosphere.

He hurriedly walked to Lin Zhongyun's side and protected him with several guards, but his heart was filled with anxiety and guilt.

"Your Highness, it is not wise to fight against the Northern Barbarians right now." Yuan Jingxin frowned, his tone revealing a hint of urgency and anxiety.

He was clearly aware that the current situation was already critical, the power of the Northern Barbarians far exceeded their expectations, and Lin Zhongyun's bravery and determination seemed a little rash at this moment.

He didn't want Lin Zhongyun to act impulsively in this situation. After all, there were countless rebel soldiers behind him waiting for his command.

However, the calmer Lin Zhongyun appeared, the more guilty Yuan Jingxin felt.

He thought back to the past, and his contempt and neglect for the Northern Barbarians felt like a thorn in his heart.

He once thought that the Northern Barbarians were just savages from a barbaric land, lacking organization and discipline. However, now facing Chagan Uli's clamor, he realized how fatal his mistake was.

"If it weren't for my negligence, if I hadn't underestimated the Northern Barbarians before, we wouldn't be in this predicament now." Yuan Jingxin blamed himself in his heart. The battle situation in front of him was like a mirror, reflecting the cowardice and anxiety deep in his heart. His mood was like a rolling tide, and it was becoming increasingly difficult to calm down.

"I should have analyzed the enemy situation more carefully and should have been more vigilant about every move of the Northern Barbarians." He reflected secretly, countless nights of discussions and planning flashing through his mind. The confidence and courage he once had turned into endless regret at this moment.

If he had been more careful, perhaps he could have bought the rebels more time and preparation.

"Yuan Jingxin, what are you doing?" He kept asking himself in his heart. Lin Zhongyun in front of him was like a mountain, majestic and firm, while he was like the grass swaying in the wind, which could be destroyed by the storm at any time.

His heart was filled with helplessness and guilt, as if the entire sky was oppressing him.

"Your Highness, you must believe in our soldiers. They will follow you and fight to the end!" Yuan Jingxin tried to calm himself down. Although guilt surged in his heart, he still tried to boost Lin Zhongyun's morale.

"I will do my best to protect you. Please retreat now. As long as you are still here, the rebel army still has hope..." There was a hint of pleading in Yuan Jingxin's words. He didn't want Lin Zhongyun to lead to irreversible consequences because of his excessive impulsiveness.

His eyes flashed with determination and concern, as if conveying a tacit trust.

At this moment, Lin Zhongyun's eyes lingered on Yuan Jingxin's face, as if he saw the struggle and guilt in his heart.

He nodded slightly, secretly grateful to this loyal general. Although he knew that any decision was full of risks in the face of a strong enemy, he also understood that if he did not face it bravely, he would be completely defeated by the enemy.

"I understand your concerns, General Yuan." Lin Zhongyun's voice was low and firm, "But I cannot retreat. We must prove our worth in this battle and cannot let the arrogance of the northern barbarians succeed in front of us."

"This is exactly what Chagan Wuli wanted. He wanted to see me, Lin Zhongyun, running away in a panic, but I, Lin Zhongyun, just didn't live up to his expectations."

Yuan Jingxin wanted to say something, but Lin Zhongyun raised his hand and interrupted him, staring at Chagan Wuli firmly, "Today, I, Lin Zhongyun, will never retreat even if I die on the battlefield. How can a man from the Central Plains be a coward?"

(End of this chapter)