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

The night was as dark as ink, covering the entire camp, as if even the starlight was obscured by the smoke of war.

The sound of fighting coming from afar was like a tragic war song, echoing in the silent night.

Li Zhongwu stood in front of the big tent, staring at the increasingly dark night sky, knowing in his heart that the time had come.

He took a deep breath, feeling the smell of blood and rust in the night wind, and walked out of the tent. The sword in his hand flashed coldly in the dim light.

The atmosphere in the camp was like a fully drawn bowstring, tense and solemn.

Under the light of the fire, the soldiers looked resolute. Some of them were sharpening their swords, the blades flashing with cold light; others closed their eyes and prayed, silently reciting blessings for their families. Everyone was ready to go, preparing for the upcoming battle.

Everyone is ready and armed, waiting for the order to go through fire and water.

Li Zhongwu looked around, his eyes falling on the soldiers who had followed him through life and death.

There were not many of them, but everyone's eyes were burning with an unyielding fighting spirit. As long as they could rescue His Highness from the enemy's siege, they would fear nothing.

Although the enemy outnumbers us, it is worth it as long as we can rescue His Highness from danger. He thought to himself and strengthened his belief.

He gripped the hilt tightly, his eyes as sharp as torches, looked up at the starry sky, and swore softly: "Even if I die, I will bring His Highness back safely."

After saying this, he strode towards the warhorse, which seemed to sense its master's determination and snorted softly.

Li Zhongwu jumped on his horse, his armor flashing coldly in the moonlight.

The wounds on his body were aching slightly, but he had no time to care. This battle not only concerned the safety of His Highness, but also the fate of the entire country.

Just as Li Zhongwu put on his armor and prepared to mount his horse, his subordinates gathered around him, all with worried faces, trying to dissuade him.

They knew that Li Zhongwu's injuries had not yet healed, and going into battle in person at this time would be like adding insult to injury.

"General, why are you doing this?" An old subordinate couldn't help but speak out, with obvious worry in his voice. He had followed Li Zhongwu for many years and knew the general's temperament well, but at this moment he couldn't help but want to persuade him.

"General, your injuries have not yet fully recovered. If you go out now, I'm afraid your condition will worsen."

"That's right, General. You are still injured. It is too risky to do this!" Another young soldier stepped forward and said with a worried look on his face, "General, everyone can see your concern. Please rest assured, we will complete the mission this time."

"Yes, General, please leave this task to us."

"Please rest assured, General. We will definitely rescue His Highness. General, just wait for our triumphant return!"

More soldiers echoed his words. Although they admired Li Zhongwu's courage, they were more worried about his safety.

They knew that every time the general went to war, it could mean a battle between life and death, and this time, they did not want to see the general get hurt again.

Li Zhongwu was silent for a moment, his eyes scanning every face full of expectation and trust. He took a deep breath and then began to laugh wildly.

This unbridled laughter was filled with both joy for everyone and determination to face the difficulties ahead.

He waved his hand nonchalantly, with a fearless light in his eyes, "You guys, do you really think that my name, Li Zhongwu, is for nothing?"

His voice was loud and firm, as if it could penetrate the night sky. "I, Li Zhongwu, have been a soldier all my life. How can I be timid because of a minor injury? The glory of a soldier lies in being able to go through fire and water for the country and the monarch."

"But..." Someone else wanted to speak up to persuade him, but was interrupted by Li Zhongwu's wave of his hand.

"Okay, I have made up my mind about this matter, no need to say more!" Li Zhongwu put his hands behind his back and shouted in an unquestionable tone: "This mission is very important to you, but it is even more important to Your Highness, so this time I, Li Zhongwu, as a general, must not be absent."

"For a soldier, the best fate is to die on the battlefield. I, Li Zhongwu, have only achieved my current status thanks to your support. Now that your highness is in danger, how can I just sit there and watch? If I don't personally take action, how can I be worthy of your highness's trust and cultivation of me?"

His words were like heavy hammers, hitting everyone's heart. The subordinates were shocked by Li Zhongwu's determination and loyalty, and their hearts were filled with respect and reluctance. They knew that this was not just a battle, but also a test of loyalty.

Li Zhongwu climbed onto the horse, and the warhorse seemed to be infected by its master's passion, breathing out hot air in excitement.

The armor gleamed coldly in the moonlight, as if foreshadowing the upcoming battle.

He looked back at his subordinates, his eyes full of trust and encouragement, then he spurred his horse forward, leading this group of loyal and brave men to the unknown battlefield.

The wind whistled in my ears, as if whispering a song for their heroic deeds.

In fact, Li Zhongwu had already made up his mind to sacrifice himself for the country and His Highness, and he was willing to sacrifice everything, including his own life.

He knew that this battle was not only to rescue His Highness, but also to boost morale and deal a heavy blow to the enemy.

"I, Li Zhongwu, have lived to this day and have long disregarded life and death.

If I can sacrifice my life for the safety of His Highness and the peace of our country, it will be the greatest honor of my life." His voice was sonorous and powerful, striking everyone's heart.

The subordinates were shocked by Li Zhongwu's courage and their hearts were filled with respect and reluctance.

Although they still felt uneasy, under the influence of Li Zhongwu, all their hesitations turned into firm determination.

"All generals, listen to my orders and follow me to the battle!" Li Zhongwu's words were like the morning bell and evening drum, shaking the hearts of everyone present.

As soon as Li Zhongwu finished speaking, the surroundings fell into silence.

After a moment of silence, the soldiers' eyes shone with determination. They looked at each other, as if silently communicating the same belief: for His Highness and for the country, they would not hesitate.

"Yes! General!" Firm voices echoed in the night sky, and the general's lofty ambitions infected every soldier.

They knew very well that this battle might mean life or death, but for the sake of His Highness and the country, they were willing to follow Li Zhongwu and move forward bravely.

The wind was rising, the drums of war were beating, and the soldiers followed closely, embarking on a journey full of unknowns and dangers.

The sound of horses' hooves and the flying of dust, their shadows stretched out long in the moonlight, as if it was an endless journey.

Li Zhongwu rode on his horse, looking forward with a determined gaze. He knew very well in his heart that this battle was likely to be the most difficult one he had ever fought. However, he, Li Zhongwu, had no hesitation.

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At the same time, in the barbarian camp far to the north.

"Damn it!" Chagan Uli glared at the military reports that were hastily delivered into the tent. His eyes almost spit fire and his heart was filled with anger.

He wanted to vent, to yell, but reason told him not to do so. So he could only suppress his anger in his heart, and his shouts could only turn into muffled roars through clenched teeth.

Even Hu Yanhuan, who was full of confidence and high-spirited before, now had a look of worry on his face. His complexion turned ashen, as if he had lost his former glory.

Although he did not fly into a rage like Chagan Uli and show his anger directly on his face, the bulging veins on his clenched fists clearly showed his unrest at the moment.

"How hateful, Mingming..." Hu Yanhuan clenched his teeth and roared in his heart, his voice full of unwillingness and anger.

Lin Zhongyun and his rebel army were clearly surrounded by them, so how could they still burst out with such tenacious fighting power? Why were they still resisting so stubbornly and refusing to surrender easily?

Why was all this happening? He was deeply puzzled.

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He didn't understand why they had an absolute advantage, far superior to their opponents in both manpower and strategy, but they were unable to completely defeat Lin Zhongyun's rebel army. This made him feel extremely frustrated and puzzled.

Hu Yanhuan paced in the tent, his thoughts like sand and dust blown by the wind, unable to calm down. He knew very well that the outcome of this battle was not only related to his own honor, but also to the future of the entire tribe.

"Pass the order down to intensify the offensive and never let the rebels have a chance to breathe!" Hu Yanhuan finally made up his mind, his voice revealing unquestionable firmness.

"Yes!" The messenger quickly took the order and left. Then the horn sounded outside the tent and the drums of war rumbled, indicating that a new round of fighting was about to begin.

Chagan Wuli clenched his fists and stared at the battlefield in the distance through the curtain. He knew that the cruelty of this battle was far beyond imagination, and the life and death of every soldier hung by a thread.

"We cannot fail. For the glory of the tribe and for our dead brothers, we must win!" Chagan Uli said silently in his heart. Although his voice was not spoken, his determination burned like a raging fire.

Although Lin Zhongyun's army was small in number, their will to resist was extremely firm. Every charge seemed to challenge the limits of death.

"Why are they so tenacious? What have we missed?" Doubts arose in Hu Yanhuan's mind again. He began to re-examine the battle, trying to find the reason why the rebels were so indomitable.

"Did I underestimate the determination of the rebels, or did I overlook a key detail?"

Hu Yanhuan was whispering on the side, while the Khan remained silent.

He knew that it was meaningless to be angry and complain at this moment. They had to calm down, re-examine this battle, and find the reasons for their failure. Perhaps, they needed a new strategy, a plan that could completely defeat Lin Zhongyun.

"We need to change." Chagan Wuli finally spoke, with a firm tone in his voice. His eyes were like torches, as if he had already sketched out a new tactical picture in his mind.

Hu Yanhuan nodded. He knew that now was not the time to be discouraged. They must unite and cheer up again. For the honor of the Northern Barbarians, they must not give up easily.

Just then, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door, and a figure stumbled in.

Hu Yanhuan took a closer look and found that it was Hu Yanzhong. He looked extremely miserable, with blood and dust mixed on his face, which looked particularly shocking.

His armor was broken and his robe was torn, obviously he had been in a fierce battle.

"What happened?" Chagan Uli asked anxiously, with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice.

Hu Yanzhong was panting heavily, his eyes full of fear and unwillingness, "Khan, the casualties are really too great."

His voice was intermittent, and he no longer had the lofty ambition he had before. His eyes were filled with resentment. "The rebels are really cunning. They all seem to be desperate. As long as our people break through their defenses, they will be attacked immediately."

Chagan Wuli frowned, knowing that the cruelty of this battle was far beyond his imagination. He asked in a deep voice, "How much did we lose?"

Hu Yanzhong shook his head in pain. "It is already dusk, the light is dim, and our soldiers have suffered heavy losses. Many warriors have fallen in a pool of blood."

His voice was filled with powerlessness and despair. "Sometimes the rebels would let us in, but it was actually a trap. It was so frustrating to fight them."

A surge of rage surged in Chagan Wuli's heart, like a raging flame, almost devouring his sanity.

He never expected that his carefully planned and painstaking attack would end in such a disastrous defeat, which dealt a great blow to his self-esteem.

He clenched his fists, his nails digging deeply into his palms, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

There was a gleam of ferocity in his eyes, like a hungry wolf, emitting a chilling aura.

"We must re-formulate our tactics and not let any more soldiers die in vain." His voice was firm and powerful, as if at this moment, his determination was even stronger and unshakable.

Hu Yanhuan stood aside, thinking expressionlessly. His eyes were deep and solemn, as if he was thinking about an extremely important question.

He understood that there were two options before them. One was to retreat now, preserve their strength, and wait for the opportunity to attack again; the other was to continue the attack and capture Lin Zhongyun at all costs.

Although the rebels were fearless and caused them heavy losses, their military strength was still inferior to theirs.

No matter how brave the rebels were, there would be a time when the battle would end. If they continued to attack, the rebels would definitely fall before them.

But as Hu Yanzhong said before, it was dark at night and not suitable for attack.

If they forcefully attacked, it would undoubtedly cause them huge casualties. In the end, even if they captured Lin Zhongqi, he would still be seriously injured.

Chagan Wuli looked at Hu Yanhuan with a glimmer of expectation in his eyes. He knew that Hu Yanhuan was an extremely smart person who could come up with a solution that would satisfy both parties.

Hu Yanhuan pondered for a moment, finally raised his head, looked at Chagan Wuli, and said slowly: "I think that the opportunity is rare and will never come again. Now we are only one step away from defeating the rebels. We should not give up."

Chagan Wuli nodded expressionlessly. This was not a solution. More importantly, they were running out of time. (End of this chapter)