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

Seeing that Li Zhongwu was about to lead his men to break through successfully, Hailanhak was extremely anxious.

His face was ferocious, and his eyes were flashing with anger and anxiety. He naturally understood the importance of this attack to the entire Northern Barbarians and to his Hailan tribe.

If Li Zhongwu were allowed to escape, his plan would fail completely, and the glory and future of the Northern Barbarians would be in jeopardy.

"We must not let him escape!" Hailanhak thought to himself, veins on his forehead bulging.

He knew that if Li Zhongwu really succeeded in breaking through, it would have a huge impact on the battle situation at the front.

The morale of the rebels will rise, and the situation he has worked so hard to build will collapse in an instant.

And if Lin Zhongyun did not die this time, or survived the disaster, Hailanhak could not imagine what the angry rebels would do.

Just as they had imagined before, Lin Zhongyun would definitely die in this battle no matter what.

Only when Lin Zhongyun died could they completely eliminate their worries and imagine the future.

A fierce feeling burned in Hailanhak's heart. He knew that there was no way out at this moment and he could only try his best to prevent Li Zhongwu from escaping.

He suddenly raised the sword in his hand, his voice as loud as thunder, shaking the surrounding soldiers: "Kill them! Even if it costs your life, you must stop them!"

At that moment, the atmosphere on the battlefield seemed to freeze, and all eyes were focused on him.

The soldiers of the Northern Barbarians felt Hailanhak's anger and determination, and they all straightened their chests and ignited their fighting spirit. They knew that this was not just a battle, but a contest of life and death.

"Li Zhongwu, we can't let you escape so easily!" Hailanhak's voice echoed in the cold wind, revealing a fearless momentum. He ordered in a deep voice: "Tish, immediately lead the guards to launch a crazy interception. No matter what the cost, we must stop Li Zhongwu!"

"Yes, General!" Hailantes' eyes widened with anger, blood burning in his heart, and he immediately responded to the order.

He understood the significance of this battle. The grievances between the rebels and the northern barbarians had long been deep, and today's victory or defeat would determine their fate. His personal guards pounced on Li Zhongwu's team like wolves and tigers, vowing to turn all this into nothing.

In the cold wind, swords clashed, shouts and drums intertwined, and a fierce battle began again.

War horses neighed, iron armor clanged, and the Northern Barbarian cavalry rushed towards Li Zhongwu's troops like a raging tide, determined to completely submerge them in the Northern Barbarian's raging tide.

"Damn it!" Li Zhongwu, who had just escaped and was about to rest, heard the dense sound of horse hooves behind him and felt a strong pressure in his heart.

He looked back and saw Hailanhak's guards rushing towards him like a beast, which made him feel nervous. He knew that time was running out and he had to speed up to escape.

"Hurry, keep charging forward!" Li Zhongwu shouted loudly, his voice like a war drum, inspiring the soldiers around him.

Under his command, the soldiers of the rebel army tried their best and bravely advanced forward, trying to break through the interception of the northern barbarians.

However, at this time, Hailantes had already gone blood-thirsty, his eyes were red and he was completely reckless.

He had only one thought in his mind: he must stop Li Zhongwu and never let him escape.

Whether it was the rebels or his compatriots standing in front of him, they were all trampled under the horses' hooves.

Hailantes danced his sword wildly, like a madman. The sword flashed and blood splattered, which was terrifying.

His personal guards followed closely behind him, rushing forward like an unstoppable torrent.

At the beginning, the corpses all over the ground could slow down Hailantes' pace, but as the battle became more intense, his rage grew and he had no time to care.

Soon, the team entered a flat plain, and Hailan Tesh's team was like a team in an empty land, invincible.

The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, shaking the grassland and echoing between the vast sky and earth, as if playing a tragic symphony for this battle.

Even though Li Zhongwu had already run a long way before, the quality of the Northern Barbarians' fine war horses showed their absolute advantage at this time.

The horses were like arrows in a storm, galloping forward. The distance between Hailan Tesh's team and Li Zhongwu was getting closer and closer, just like a hunter in the dark, gradually approaching its prey.

At this moment, Hailantes was lying on the horse's back, letting the cold wind whistle in his ears, his heart filled with fanaticism and desire.

All he had eyes for was the prey in front of him, and the will to fight in his heart was like a raging wildfire, unstoppable.

The war horses galloped and their hooves flew. They were like a black storm, sweeping across the battlefield, vowing to completely devour Li Zhongwu and his troops.

"Faster, faster!" Hailantes was almost crazy, roaring almost hoarsely, and whipping the horse's buttocks with the whip in his hand, increasing the speed as if he wanted to devour everything.

His voice echoed in the wind with unparalleled frenzy, and even the wind on the grassland seemed to tremble with it.

At this moment, on the vast grassland, in addition to the dense sound of horse hooves, there is also the "crackling" sound of whips, echoing on the grassland.

The sound was like a battle horn, inspiring the morale of the Northern Barbarian soldiers and urging them to charge forward.

Every crack of the whip was a ruthless verdict on life, accompanied by screams of pain, echoing in this once peaceful grassland.

The wind from the grassland blew up dust, covering the sky, as if casting a shadow over this life-and-death battle.

Hailan Tesh's personal guards surged in front of him like a raging tide. The sound of horse hooves and whips intertwined into a passionate war song, echoing across the vast grassland, which was terrifying.

"Li Zhongwu, give up. You are destined to be no match for me, the Northern Barbarians, on this grassland." The voice of Hailan Tesh's wild laughter came from behind, carrying with it ruthless ridicule and a sense of oppression, which made Li Zhongwu frown.

That voice was like a sharp blade, piercing into his heart, making him feel endless pressure and despair.

Even without looking back, he could still feel the overwhelming murderous aura, as if whispering in his ears, reminding him that death was approaching.

Li Zhongwu gritted his teeth, tightly grasped the spear in his hand, and silently said in his heart: "No matter what, I can't fall down like this! His Highness is still waiting for me!"

This belief was like a raging fire, burning his fighting spirit and driving him not to give up.

At this time, several soldiers who followed him to break through successfully looked at Li Zhongwu deeply, their eyes full of determination and indomitable spirit.

They knew that their general was facing unprecedented danger, and their mission was to protect him until the last moment.

So, they resolutely turned their horses around and rushed towards Hailantaishi's guards without hesitation. "General, hurry up, we are here to cover your rear!" As soon as the words fell, several people rushed towards Hailantaishi's team in the opposite direction like arrows from a bow, using their flesh and blood to buy Li Zhongwu a chance to retreat.

The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, swords were drawn, and the rebel soldiers faced the enemy without hesitation. They had only one belief in their hearts: never let the general get hurt. They would rather sacrifice their own lives to open a way for Li Zhongwu to survive.

There is no shortage of brave warriors on the battlefield, and even fewer warriors who died. Behind every great battle, what is truly passed down through the ages is not only the glory of the victors, but also the brave warriors who sacrificed themselves generously.

Their figures flickered on the battlefield, as bright as stars, emitting fearless brilliance.

"What a pity!" Looking at this group of rebels who came to die, Hailantes' expression froze, the smile on his lips disappeared, replaced by great admiration in his heart.

He knew in his heart that despite their different situations and races, they were all doing the same thing, fighting for the beliefs in their hearts.

At this moment, a complex emotion surged in Hailan Tesh's heart, including admiration for the enemy and thoughts about his own destiny.

He knew that on this grassland, the boundary between life and death had long been blurred, and everyone was fighting for his own beliefs, even though their positions were completely different.

"Send these people on their way!" He was the first to bear the brunt of the attack. The sword in his hand was like lightning, and he quickly knocked a volunteer soldier away. Blood splattered and dyed the grassland red.

Without further entanglement, Hailan Tesh's eyes were once again fixed on Li Zhongwu's figure, and a stronger desire to chase him ignited in his heart.

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He led more personal guards and chased after Li Zhongwu, vowing to completely defeat the most powerful opponent in his mind.

As Highlandesh pursued, the atmosphere on the battlefield became increasingly tense, with the sounds of swords clashing and shouts intertwined, as if playing the final battle song for this life-and-death contest.

Li Zhongwu's heart was filled with anxiety and anger. He knew that the Northern Barbarian cavalry chasing him were as ferocious as wild beasts. If he did not speed up, endless despair would be waiting for him.

Looking at his subordinates and brothers who were willing to die in order to protect him, Li Zhongwu's heart was filled with grief and determination.

His heart was broken and the scene before him was unbearable. These soldiers who had fought alongside him were now fighting for his chance of survival on the line between life and death.

He knew that only by staying alive could he avenge them and complete their unfinished business.

However, with grief surging in his heart, Li Zhongwu made a decision that no one expected - he turned his horse's head and rushed towards Hailan Tesh.

Instead of running away, it is better to face it head on!
At that moment, a blazing fire ignited in his heart, as if calling on him to bravely face the upcoming challenges.

"General, what are you doing?" The guard beside him shouted hurriedly, his voice full of nervousness and anxiety, "General, if anything happens to you, His Highness will really have no hope!"

His voice was like an alarm bell, striking Li Zhongwu's heart.

"That's right, General." Another soldier said to Li Zhongwu with tears in his eyes, choking with sobs: "Does the general want to let our sacrifice go to waste?"

Their eyes were full of anxiety and expectation, longing for Li Zhongwu's understanding and support.

"No, I can't run away at this time!" Li Zhongwu muttered to himself, tightly gripping the spear in his hand, with an indomitable fighting spirit burning in his heart.

His decision was firm and he no longer hesitated. He knew that escaping would only make everything more hopeless, but facing the enemy might still give him a glimmer of hope.

"Everyone, follow me and kill!" He looked determined, and shouted to his subordinates behind him, his voice as exciting as a war drum, "When two brave men meet on a narrow road, the brave will win!"

This sentence was like a flash of lightning, breaking through the dull atmosphere of the battlefield and igniting the fighting spirit in the hearts of the soldiers.

At this time, he had already understood that Hailan Tesh had broken free from the limitations of the terrain and was truly the king of this grassland.

Even with the sacrifice of these people, the warhorse under his crotch could not outrun Hailantesh after all.

In the end, he would be caught up by Highlandesh sooner or later, it was just a matter of time.

As for reinforcements, His Highness is currently struggling to take care of himself, so how can we expect reinforcements to come?
Li Zhongwu knew in his heart that the hope of waiting for reinforcements was as far away as a mirage.

He can only rely on himself and the brothers around him. For the sake of his beliefs and for the fallen comrades, he must fight back, even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead.

Li Zhongwu's voice was like a battle cry, inspiring the soldiers around him. Their eyes shone with unyielding light, and fearless courage burned in their hearts.

Under the leadership of Li Zhongwu, the rebel soldiers turned their horses around and charged towards Hailantaish's troops.

The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, swords were unsheathed, and the shouts of the rebels resounded across the grassland, as if they were going to tear the world apart.

"Kill!" Li Zhongwu shouted in front, pointing the spear in his hand straight forward, like a sharp sword, piercing the enemy's heart.

His voice echoed in the wind, inspiring the soldiers around him to move forward bravely. His figure was like a meteor on the battlefield, heading straight for Highlandes with fearless determination.

"Hmm?" Hailan Tesh was shocked when he saw Li Zhongwu dare to fight back, and then he showed an arrogant smile. The flame of fighting flashed in his eyes, as if he saw an opponent worthy of challenge.

"Brothers, kill them!" He shouted and led everyone forward.

Following Hailantash's order, the Northern Barbarians' personal guards pounced on Li Zhongwu like a flood and beasts. The sound of swords clashing resounded throughout the battlefield, deafening.

The soldiers' roars and shouts intertwined, as if playing a war song for this life-and-death battle.

Li Zhongwu's heart was filled with fighting spirit. He knew that today's battle would determine their fate.

Li Zhongwu brandished his spear and rushed forward, the tip of the spear flashing with a cold light, striking directly at Hailantaish.

His movements were like lightning, swift and precise, and he approached the enemy directly. Seeing this, Hailan Tesh had an idea and immediately mobilized the guards around him to prepare for Li Zhongwu's attack.

"Come on, Li Zhongwu!" Hailan Tesh was secretly excited in his heart, with fanatical light flashing in his eyes.

He raised the sword high in his hand, facing Li Zhongwu's spear, ready to fight against it.

The moment the two met, the air seemed to freeze. Li Zhongwu thrust his spear straight at Hailantash's heart, but Hailantash dodged sideways, and the blade slashed across Li Zhongwu's shoulder, creating a gust of wind.

The two men exerted their strength almost at the same time, crossing each other, swords and spears clashing, sparks flying. (End of this chapter)