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

The brutal war continued, and the first round of charge alone caused huge casualties to the rebels.

The Northern Barbarian Cavalry rushed down from a high place like an unstoppable chariot, sweeping away all enemies that stood in their way.

Wherever the iron hooves stepped on, the rebel soldiers fell like fallen leaves in autumn, and blood flowed freely on the grassland, dyeing the originally green grass red.

At this moment, even the well-trained rebel army suffered heavy casualties and was thrown to the ground in the face of such an attack.

On the battlefield, the screams of the soldiers and the neighing of the horses intertwined to form a tragic symphony that was heartbreaking.

"General!" The deputy general's hysterical cries, mixed with the deafening roar of killing, sounded particularly mournful.

His voice sounded helpless, as if calling for Li Zhongwu's decision and courage.

Li Zhongwu's eyes were clear, his fists tightly clenched around the sword in his hands, looking at the chaotic battlefield below, his heart aching.

He knew that he could not hesitate at this moment and had to make a decisive decision. He knew that this was the only way they could go and that this was the price they had to pay if they wanted to win.

This is the case when they remain in place and form a battle formation. If they start to retreat or face the attack of the Northern Barbarian Army, the losses will only be even greater.

Li Zhongwu's heart was filled with anxiety, but he understood that only by fighting could he have hope of survival.

"Don't panic, spearmen, stab them!" Li Zhongwu suddenly raised the sword in his hand and roared.

His voice was like a thunder, shaking the hearts of every soldier.

He understood that under the current circumstances, they could only rely on the existing opportunities and put up a stubborn resistance step by step.

When the spearmen heard Li Zhongwu's order, they calmed down instantly, widened their eyes, gripped their spears tightly, and rushed forward recklessly to meet the ferocious Northern Barbarian cavalry.

On the blood-stained battlefield, every shot they fired was a reflection of their dedication and protection for their homeland, and they vowed to stop the enemy at the battlefront.

In an instant, the morale of the rebel army seemed to be ignited, and the well-trained spearmen began to move forward, facing the unstoppable Northern Barbarian cavalry in front of them, and began to stab wildly.

The tips of the spears flashed coldly in the sunlight, and the soldiers' eyes were burning with fighting spirit, as if every thrust they made was a fight for their beliefs.

At this time, Lin Zhongyun's previous training of the rebel army played a crucial role.

If it were the same brave warriors from the past, they would have been frightened out of their wits when faced with such a scene, and their army would have been routed, making it impossible for them to organize an effective counterattack.

However, now, on the chaotic battlefield, teams of spearmen continued to pour in from all directions, quickly forming a solid line of defense.

"Hold on! Hold on!" Li Zhongwu's voice was like a war drum, inspiring the soldiers.

Every time they thrust, the Northern Barbarians felt the firm will of the rebels. Although the Northern Barbarians were aggressive, this will was like a solid fortress, resisting the enemy's fierce attack.

The war horses neighed, and the Northern Barbarians' offensive finally came to a slight halt, giving the rebels a chance to catch their breath.

As the spears stabbed, the formation of the Northern Barbarian Cavalry began to loosen. Several knights were stabbed by spears and fell heavily off their horses. Blood splattered everywhere and the scene was tragic.

A glimmer of hope ignited in Li Zhongwu's heart, but he knew that this was only a temporary respite.

The Northern Barbarian cavalry continued to pour in. Their numbers were huge and their impact was still strong.

Li Zhongwu gripped his sword tightly and secretly made up his mind that he must not let this momentum dissipate.

"Spearmen, keep fighting back!" he shouted again, his voice firm.

Encouraged by him, the soldiers straightened their chests and prepared to meet the coming second wave of attack.

As the battle continued, anger and indomitable spirit were revealed on the faces of the rebel soldiers. They defended their homes with their blood and lives.

Everyone understands that this is not just a war, but also a battle of life and death.

Li Zhongwu's eyes were as firm as iron. He knew that only by persistence could he achieve final victory.

Seeing that the Northern Barbarian Cavalry's offensive was gradually coming to an end, Li Zhongwu was finally able to put his mind at ease at this moment.

The soldiers' morale gradually recovered in the brief respite. Although the battlefield was still a river of blood, the fighting spirit was rekindled in their eyes.

Li Zhongwu looked around and found that the spearmen's formation was solid, and the rebels' counterattack seemed to have finally seen hope.

However, just as he was about to command the soldiers to continue to consolidate the defense line, Hailanhak, who was leading the charge, saw the offensive of the troops in front gradually being hindered, and a fierce cold light flashed in his eyes.

His eyes were as sharp as a cheetah's, locking onto Li Zhongwu. A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he shouted, "Li Zhongwu is worthy of being Li Zhongwu. Today, I will meet you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he reined in his horse, turned around and charged towards Li Zhongwu.

Hailanhak's figure was like black lightning, the warhorse galloped under his feet, and the dust flew, as if even the air was shaking.

His voice exploded like thunder on the battlefield, heading straight for Li Zhongwu: "Li Zhongwu, fight me!"

Li Zhongwu's heart tightened. As the first warrior of the Northern Barbarians, Hailanhak was extremely powerful and had captured countless enemy heads in countless battles.

Facing his challenge at this moment, Li Zhongwu knew that he could not escape and had to fight. He took a deep breath and silently said in his heart: "For His Highness, for the righteous army, I must not retreat!"

"Come on!" Li Zhongwu responded loudly, his voice full of firmness and determination.

He knew that when facing Hailanhak, he was not only fighting for himself, but also for all the rebel soldiers and for those brothers who lost their lives in the battle.

As the two men approached, the battle around them seemed to stop at this moment.

The air was filled with a tense atmosphere, as if even time had stopped at this moment.

Hailanhak's horse galloped towards him, Li Zhongwu gripped the sword tightly in his hand, and a surge of blood burned in his heart.

He knew that this battle would determine their fate. The two men were getting closer and closer, with a determined light flashing in Li Zhongwu's eyes, he faced the other man without flinching.

"Come on, Li Zhongwu!" Hailanhak roared, the scimitar in his hand flashing coldly in the sun, like a ferocious venomous snake, rushing straight at Li Zhongwu. His attack was like a violent storm, unstoppable.

Li Zhongwu was shocked and quickly adjusted his posture and stepped forward.

His sword drew a graceful arc in the air and slashed down towards Hailanhak's attack.

The two weapons collided in the air, making a deafening metal collision sound, sparks flying, and instantly ignited the atmosphere on the battlefield. "Good!" Li Zhongwu's heart was shocked, and he felt the power of Hailanhak. He knew that he had to go all out and never let the other party gain the upper hand.

The two men were like two ferocious beasts, fighting a life-and-death battle on the battlefield with swords flashing and fierce fighting.

Hailanhake's attack was like a storm, every move was deadly. Li Zhongwu looked for opportunities to counterattack while defending.

His body was as nimble as a swallow, and he quickly dodged the opponent's attacks, secretly thinking about the right time to counterattack.

"Li Zhongwu, you really live up to your reputation, but today I will let you see the power of the Northern Barbarians!"

Hailanhak roared, and his attacks became more and more fierce. Each of his swords contained great power, and he rushed straight towards Li Zhongwu.

Li Zhongwu gritted his teeth secretly, knowing in his heart that if Hailanhak seized the opportunity, the consequences would be disastrous.

He kept repeating to himself that he must persevere and not let the Northern Barbarian warriors succeed easily.

"For the sake of the righteous army and my brothers, I will never retreat!" Li Zhongwu's heart was filled with fighting spirit. He held the sword in his hand and swung it out with flashes of sword light, meeting Hailanhak's attack.

The figures of Li Zhongwu and Hailanhak intertwined in the sunlight, like two flashes of lightning, breaking the tranquility of the battlefield and igniting the fighting spirit in the hearts of the soldiers.

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"For the sake of victory, we must never give up!" Li Zhongwu said to himself as he fought hard, vowing to fight the battle to the end.

……

"This Li Zhongwu..."

At this moment, Hailanhak on the battlefield frowned and stared closely at the situation on the battlefield, a feeling of worry rising in his heart.

As Hailantaishi's top general, he was well aware of his power. Although he was not as powerful as Chagan Wuli and Huyanhuan, he was still a leader among the younger generation of the Northern Barbarians.

However, he was now evenly matched with Li Zhongwu, and as an experienced fighter with a sharp eye, he could see that Li Zhongwu was intentionally holding back and was not exerting his full strength at all.

"Is he testing our bottom line?" Hailanhak thought to himself, his face becoming more solemn.

If this continues, Li Zhongwu will only become more and more courageous, and Hailantais will be defeated sooner or later.

What’s more important is that this time they have finally found an opportunity to launch a surprise attack, but they are very likely to be dragged down by Li Zhongwu like this.

Hailanhak's heart was in turmoil. He clenched his fists. The nervousness plucked his heartstrings, making them beat wildly.

His eyes were like those of an eagle, locked on the center of the battlefield, and he was secretly calculating what would happen next.

A strong murderous intent was emanating from his surroundings, as if even the air had become heavy. The soldiers around him also felt his breath and involuntarily took a step back, fearing that they would anger Hailanhak, who was now looking sullen.

"We can't delay this any longer!" Hailanhak felt anxious. He knew that if Li Zhongwu was allowed to continue, the consequences would be disastrous.

Although the charge of the Northern Barbarian Cavalry was temporarily blocked by the rebels, time waits for no one. If no action is taken, their advantage will be gone.

He made a quick decision, turned around, and whispered to the deputy general beside him: "Pass the order, mobilize all cavalry, and prepare to launch a second charge! At all costs, we must suppress Li Zhongwu!"

The deputy general took the order and quickly ran to the rear to convey the command.

Hailanhak turned around and cast his gaze back to the battlefield, praying in his heart that Hailan Tesh could turn the situation around in the next battle.

Although Highlandesh had tried his best at this point, he knew that if the battle was not ended quickly, the consequences would be even more tragic.

"Li Zhongwu, you are such a tough opponent!" Hailanhak muttered to himself, with a hint of viciousness in his eyes. He clenched his sword tightly in his hand, ready to strike at the right time and give Li Zhongwu a fatal blow.

At the same time, on the battlefield, Li Zhongwu felt Hailanhak's murderous intent and was secretly alert.

He knew that the other side would not give up easily, and the next battle would be even more dangerous. He had to help Hailan Tesh stabilize his position as soon as possible to prevent the Northern Barbarians from counterattacking.

"Pikemen, get ready! We can't let the enemy catch their breath!" Li Zhongwu shouted loudly, his voice echoing on the battlefield, inspiring the soldiers' fighting spirit.

The rebel soldiers responded in unison, their spears flashing coldly in the sunlight, ready to meet the coming challenge.

Hailanhak showed a sneer on his face, and a sinister light flashed in his eyes. He knew very well that Li Zhongwu's persistence would only make him pay a greater price.

As the horn in his hand sounded, the Northern Barbarian cavalry rushed to the battlefield again like a tide, ready to launch a fierce charge.

"Charge!" Hailanhak's voice was like thunder, shaking the entire battlefield.

Following his command, the Northern Barbarian soldiers rushed towards the rebel army like a tide, with horses neighing and swords and spears clashing, as if a violent storm was about to sweep in.

The soldiers of the rebel army and the northern barbarians clashed again at this moment, blood and roars intertwined, and the battle horn sounded again, as if foreshadowing that a more brutal battle was about to come.

However, unlike the last time, this time the Northern Barbarian Cavalry lost the advantage of the previous commanding heights, and the speed of the charge was much slower than last time.

The soldiers' footsteps became heavy amid the corpses and mud on the ground, and the hooves of the war horses made a dull sound on the corpses, which made people feel uneasy.

After the last round of fierce charge, the entire battlefield was already devastated, with corpses scattered all over the ground, blood soaked the grass, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

The Northern Barbarian Cavalry had to slow down during the charge, for fear of being tripped by the corpses on the battlefield and causing unnecessary losses.

All this caused trouble to their charge, and their original momentum was weakened.

"Kill him!" Hailanhak gnashed his teeth, anxious. He knew that if Li Zhongwu was allowed to hold his ground, the consequences would be disastrous.

So he mobilized more cavalry and tried to find a breakthrough in the chaos.

But he knew in his heart that the rebel army's defense had begun to solidify, and the soldiers' eyes were full of determination and courage, as if every resistance they made was revenge for their lost brothers.

Just as the Northern Barbarian cavalry approached, Li Zhongwu gave an order: "Fire!" The spearmen all exerted their strength, and their spears stabbed out like raindrops, directly attacking the rushing cavalry.

This time, the Northern Barbarians' charge was not as fast, and the people were less timid, so their accuracy naturally improved a lot.

Moreover, with such a close distance and dense charge, it is not easy to miss a target.

For a moment, the spear tip flashed coldly in the sun, like a silver ocean, blocking the attack of the northern barbarians. (End of this chapter)