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

Chapter 333: One against a hundred, who dares to stop me?

"The righteous Li Zhongwu is here, who dares to stop him?" This angry shout was like rolling thunder, coming from the other side of the battlefield, shaking the entire battlefield, as if the heaven and earth were moved.

The sound penetrated the clang of swords and the noise of neighing horses, and reached the bottom of everyone's heart.

The Northern Barbarian Army's formation began to waver at this roar, and hesitation and uneasiness appeared on the soldiers' faces.

Li Zhongwu's name has long been well-known, and his bravery and fearlessness have become legendary among the enemy.

At this moment, hearing his voice, many people couldn't help but feel a little fear in their hearts.

On the other side of the battlefield, Li Zhongwu's horse was galloping like the wind. He was wearing heavy armor, and exuded irresistible power from head to toe.

The spear in his hand danced like a dragon, and wherever he passed, the enemy troops retreated one after another, and no one could stand up to him. Every swing of his spear was as powerful as thunder and unstoppable.

Li Zhongwu was already famous and feared by the enemy. Now he was leading the charge, like an invincible god of death.

As he raised his sword and slashed it, the enemy's formation was torn apart, broken arms flew, blood splattered, and scarlet arcs were drawn in the air. His fearless momentum was like a violent storm, sweeping through the hearts of the Northern Barbarian Army.

His eyes were like torches, scanning the surroundings as if he was looking for his next target. Whenever his eyes fell on a certain place, the enemy troops there would retreat involuntarily, as if he could defeat them with just a glance.

Li Zhongwu's existence itself is an invisible deterrent, which greatly reduces the morale of the enemy.

At this moment, Li Zhongwu was like an invincible god of death, making people extremely frightened.

Hu Yanhuan, who was leading a group of warriors to attack and kill Lin Zhongyun, suddenly heard a roar. The roar made him pause for a moment, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. However, he quickly regained his composure, wielding the battle axe in his hand, determined to fight a life-and-death duel with Li Zhongwu.

He looked in the direction of the voice and saw Li Zhongwu charging into his army like a god from heaven. No one in that huge army dared to step forward to fight Li Zhongwu.

His mighty Northern Barbarian army of tens of thousands was forced to retreat step by step by Li Zhongwu alone. This was a great shame and humiliation for him.

This scene made Hu Yanhuan furious. He roared and was about to ride his horse to chase after him when suddenly a very familiar figure appeared in his sight.

I saw that the man on Li Zhongwu's flank, who was closely protected by everyone, was wearing Lin Zhongyun's battle robe. Who else could it be but Lin Zhongyun.

"Is it possible?" Hu Yanhuan suddenly felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart. Could it be that Lin Zhongyun really wanted to be a deserter and bear the infamy for eternity?
Just when he was full of doubts, the deputy general who was charging in the front also rode back and reported to Hu Yanhuan anxiously: "General, there seems to be something wrong with this rebel army!"

"During this period of time, the resistance of the rebels seems to have weakened a lot." The deputy general came to Hu Yanhuan and said with a puzzled look on his face.

Although he did not understand the art of war, he could still detect the abnormality of the rebel army. He knew what this war meant to his Northern Barbarians. If Lin Zhongyun really escaped, he would definitely be blamed.

Hu Yanhuan's heart tightened, and he looked up at Lin Zhongyun, who was running for his life behind Li Zhongwu. He suddenly realized that they had fallen into a trap. Lin Zhongyun in the rebel army was just in disguise.

The real Lin Zhongyun had actually already started to break out with Li Zhongwu.

Hu Yanhuan frowned and thought quickly about a countermeasure.

He knew that if they didn't act now, all their efforts would be in vain.

"Everyone chase Li Zhongwu immediately. Intercept Li Zhongwu at all costs. Don't let him escape with Lin Zhongyun." He shouted loudly, his voice full of anger and determination, as if he wanted to eat Lin Zhongyun and the other man alive.

After hearing the order, the Northern Barbarian soldiers turned their horses around, raising clouds of dust, and galloped towards Li Zhongwu and Lin Zhongyun like a group of hungry wolves.

At the same time, Hu Yanhuan let out a heart-shaking shout, "Warriors of the Hu Yan tribe, everyone, charge with me, and swear to kill Lin Zhongyun here!"

He rode on the tall warhorse, holding the whip tightly in his hand, staring at the front with a firm and sharp gaze. His face was as gloomy as the sky before a storm, as if water could be squeezed out of it, revealing his inner anger and determination.

No matter what, this time he was determined to completely eradicate Lin Zhongyun, to eliminate the root of the problem, to prevent future troubles and ensure the peace of the tribe.

The sound of the Northern Barbarian soldiers' horses' hooves was as deafening as thunder. Their figures galloped across the vast grassland, raising a cloud of dust, as if even the earth was shaking under their iron hooves.

Their faces were filled with ferocious expressions, as if they were a group of bloodthirsty beasts, vowing to tear Lin Zhongyun into pieces without leaving a trace.

They had only one unshakable belief in their hearts, that is to catch up with the two men at all costs, kill Lin Zhongyun on the horse, and kill all the rebels in front of them without leaving any survivors.

With Hu Yanhuan's shout, the morale of all the northern barbarian warriors was completely ignited, and their eyes were burning with fighting spirit. The horses galloped wildly on the vast grassland, like black lightning streaking through the sky, heading straight for Li Zhongwu and the fake Lin Zhongyun.

Their speed was getting faster and faster, so fast that even the wind couldn't catch up with them. Hu Yanhuan's eyes flashed with cunning, he knew very well that as long as they could quickly break through the rebels' defense line, this battle would come to a successful conclusion.

At this time, the chaos caused by the rebels who had previously poured into the Northern Barbarian Army had gradually subsided. After all, the number of Li Zhongwu and others was still too small to form an effective resistance.

Such chaos might cause great confusion to others, and to the previous Daqian government troops, but to these battle-hardened Northern Barbarian troops it was just a small trouble, and they quickly regained their composure.

At the beginning, the Northern Barbarian Army might find it difficult to resist, but as they calm down and carefully observe the people around them, they can easily find those who are wearing their armor but making strange movements.

In this situation, even if the rebels were disguised in armor, it was difficult to cover up the flaws in their movements. The elite scouts of the Northern Barbarian Army had already seen through the identities of these rebel pretenders one by one. They quickly adjusted their tactics and concentrated their forces to launch a fatal attack on these imposters.

At this critical moment, they heard Hu Yanhuan's angry roar again. They quickly turned their eyes and immediately saw Li Zhongwu who was fleeing. They chased him without hesitation, as if nothing could stop them from moving forward.

Hu Yanhuan had a deep understanding of the ever-changing battlefield, and he knew that he could not give the enemy any chance to breathe. The whip in his hand was like a baton in the hands of a conductor, leading the northern barbarian warriors to break through the rebels' defense line like a raging flood.

The dark clouds in the sky began to gradually disperse, and the sunlight shone through the gaps in the clouds, casting mottled light and shadows on the fierce chase, making the entire battlefield seem more tense and exciting.

In this life-and-death struggle, every moment seemed so long, and every breath was filled with unknown dangers. However, Hu Yanhuan had only one unshakable goal in mind: to win. Just as the Northern Barbarian Army was about to approach Li Zhongwu, a dense rain of arrows suddenly flew from the side, shooting directly at Hu Yanhuan and his men.

The arrows accurately shot down several Northern Barbarian warriors, interrupting their charge and instantly changing the situation on the entire battlefield.

Hu Yanhuan roared, quickly adjusted his strategy, and ordered the troops to disperse to avoid further losses.

Li Zhongwu seized this opportunity and fled forward even more desperately, as if his life depended on this moment.

The sound of Li Zhongwu's horse's hooves and the shouts of the pursuers behind him intertwined, and his heart was beating violently in his chest, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

Between life and death, he kept adjusting his breathing and trying to keep himself calm so that he could better deal with the challenges that were to come.

The sudden rain of arrows bought him a precious respite, but he knew it was only a temporary relief.

He must quickly find an opportunity to break out, otherwise he will be caught in an endless pursuit and will never be able to escape the enemy's pursuit.

At the same time, Lin Zhongyun had been protected by everyone and was in the center of the army. He was only one step away from escaping.

At this critical moment, he seemed to feel the call of fate. Every step he took seemed extremely heavy, yet full of desire to survive.

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Listening to the roars coming from all around him, he couldn't help but look in the direction of Li Zhongwu, silently praying in his heart that Li Zhongwu could escape safely.

His eyes were full of worry and expectation, hoping that Li Zhongwu could find a glimmer of hope in this chaos.

Soon, his prayers seemed to be answered. Li Zhongwu was seen charging left and right in the enemy camp, as agile as a dragon, and gradually widened the distance between him and the pursuers.

His figure appeared and disappeared in the sunlight, as if he had merged into the mottled light and shadow, becoming an elusive phantom.

However, the next moment, another war horse suddenly tore through the light and shadow, appeared in his sight, and followed closely behind Li Zhongwu.

The appearance of this warhorse was like a shadow, instantly shattering Lin Zhongyun's hope.

Gradually, the distance between them became closer and closer, and the tense atmosphere could almost be cut off.

Every sound of horse hooves seemed to strike at Lin Zhongyun's heart, making him feel suffocated.

He knew in his heart that it was not that Li Zhongwu had slowed down, but that Hu Yanhuan had become faster.

Hu Yanhuan, the brave general in the Northern Barbarian Army, is no ordinary man, and the warhorse under his crotch is even more unusual.

At this time, a large number of Northern Barbarians were following behind him. In a pursuit like this, the Northern Barbarians were famous for their might, and this was the Northern Barbarians' home ground, so he could already imagine what would happen to Li Zhongwu.

Staring at Li Zhongwu's figure, Lin Zhongyun felt an indescribable excitement in his heart. Who could have imagined that this former grassroots hero would eventually transform into a brave warrior who was ready to face death head-on.

Even when he recruited Li Zhongwu, he had not anticipated the situation today. If Li Zhongwu had not appeared in time, he might have been captured by the enemy and become a prisoner of the Northern Barbarians.

Lin Zhongyun's thoughts were in chaos, but he quickly adjusted his mindset. He knew that he could not give up hope now. He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, silently thinking that no matter what, Li Zhongwu's sacrifice could not be meaningless.

At this critical moment, the guards guarding him anxiously urged: "Your Highness, we can't wait any longer. If we continue like this, we will be discovered by the Northern Barbarians sooner or later."

"That's right, Your Highness. We must not let General Li's efforts go to waste." Another voice followed, full of urgency. Lin Zhongyun took a deep breath, his eyes as firm as steel. He knew clearly that the decision at this moment would determine the fate of everyone. He waved his hand to signal the guards to prepare to break through, while he himself was concentrating on observing the battle situation in the distance.

Li Zhongwu was still fighting fiercely with Hu Yanhuan. Every clash of swords made Lin Zhongyun's heart rise to his throat.

Lin Zhongyun knew very well that only if they successfully broke through, Li Zhongwu’s bloody battle would be truly meaningful.

He no longer hesitated and gave orders decisively. The guards rushed out from their hiding places like arrows and headed straight for the weak link of the Northern Barbarian Army.

"All troops, listen up and follow me!" Lin Zhongyun's voice echoed on the battlefield, firm and powerful.

He was the first to rush out of the bunker, and his sword flashed through the enemy troops like lightning. The guards followed closely behind, forming an unstoppable shock wave.

At this critical moment, Hu Yanhuan led his army and followed closely behind Li Zhongwu and others. The sound of horse hooves was as loud as thunder, and the dust raised covered the sky.

The soldiers of the Northern Barbarian Army were wearing heavy armor, holding sharp weapons in their hands, and their eyes revealed a savage and fierce aura.

Hu Yanhuan stared at Li Zhongwu and others in front of him intently. He knew very well that as long as he could capture Li Zhongwu, this decisive battle would end with the victory of his Northern Barbarians.

He shouted loudly: "Brothers, work harder! As long as we catch Li Zhongwu, there will be a big reward waiting for you!"

After hearing these words, the soldiers' morale was boosted and they chased the enemy ahead even harder.

Hu Yanhuan took the lead and rushed to the front of the team. He let out ferocious roars and looked at the increasing number of Northern Barbarian soldiers behind him. His heart was filled with excitement and anticipation.

To him, Li Zhongwu is now like a prey that cannot escape even with wings, and his Northern Barbarian Army will undoubtedly win the victory in this battle.

"Quick, everyone, capture Lin Zhongyun and there will be a huge reward!" He waved his weapon and looked at Li Zhongwu who was getting closer and closer to him, with murderous intent in his heart.

(End of this chapter)