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

On the open and vast grassland, a team of Northern Barbarian scouts were carefully patrolling the land.

They looked around vigilantly, as if every blade of grass on the grassland was under their surveillance.

Suddenly, a dense and rapid sound of horse hooves came from afar, breaking the tranquility of the grassland, as if a storm was coming.

The scouts immediately became alert. They quickly dismounted their horses and used the undulating terrain of the grassland to cleverly hide their bodies.

"Did you hear that?" a scout asked nervously in a low voice, with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice.

"Shh, don't make any noise." Another scout warned seriously, and at the same time gestured to everyone to remain highly vigilant and not make any noise.

They exchanged nervous and worried glances, and everyone's heartbeat was accelerating, as if they could hear each other's heartbeat.

A young scout couldn't help but whispered: "What should we do if we are discovered? Our mission..."

"Shut up!" The captain shouted in a low voice, but his voice was still very low so that it would not be heard by the enemy in the distance. "Remember our mission. No matter what happens, this news must be safely delivered to Hailanhak. This is our responsibility and our honor. We cannot afford to lose it."

If something important is missed, none of you can bear the responsibility, so each of you should pay attention."

After being scolded like this, the scouts looked at each other and lowered their heads silently at the same time.

Their eyes were full of determination and they knew that this mission was more important than their lives.

They knew that if the mission failed, not only would they be in danger, but the entire Beiman's strategic layout would also be seriously affected. This was not only about their personal life and death, but also the future of the entire Beiman nation.

"Should we split up?" an experienced scout suggested, "This way we can at least ensure that someone can bring back the message."

The captain thought for a moment and replied in a low voice: "No, we don't know the enemy situation right now. Dispersing actions may be more dangerous. Let's observe the situation first."

"Besides, you think too simply of the general. In addition to us, there are several other teams who have the same responsibility as us to deliver the letter."

Having said this, he turned around and looked at everyone, and whispered: "But even so, you can't pin your hopes on others. What if the others..."

At this point, his voice suddenly paused, and his face turned ugly. He did not continue, but everyone knew that if it really came to that time, the future of the Northern Barbarians might really be over.

When the other scouts heard this, their expressions changed. Although the captain did not continue, they knew in their hearts that if it really came to that time, the future of the Northern Barbarians might really be over.

At this moment, they only felt that Alexander had never felt that the future of the entire nation was so close to them and so urgent. Their hearts were filled with a sense of responsibility and mission, and they knew that they could not fail.

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, and the dust was flying, as if even the sky was shaken by this force. The scouts' heartbeats accelerated, and sweat began to seep from their foreheads. They nervously waited for what might happen next.

"Everyone remember," the captain emphasized again in a low voice, "no matter what happens, we must not let the Northern Barbarians down. If...if we really encounter the worst, we must make sure that at least one person can escape and bring back the news."

The other scouts nodded heavily, and everyone prayed silently in their hearts, hoping to complete this mission safely and live up to the expectations of the Northern Barbarians. Their eyes were full of determination and determination, and they knew that they could not fail.

"Here they come!" a sharp-eyed scout whispered, with a hint of nervousness in his voice.

Everyone immediately held their breath and stared at the gradually clear figure in the distance. Their heartbeats accelerated, sweat began to seep from their foreheads, and they nervously waited for what might happen next.

The air was filled with tension, and everyone knew that the next few minutes would determine their fate and might also affect the future of the entire Northern Barbarians. Their eyes were full of determination, and they knew that they could not fail.

On this vast grassland, time seems to be infinitely stretched.

The scouts exchanged encouraging glances with each other, silently conveying their determination: no matter what challenges lie ahead, they will go all out to complete this difficult task.

At this tense moment when everyone's nerves were tense and their hearts were beating faster, a group of cavalry suddenly appeared on the distant horizon.

I saw a fully armed cavalry team galloping towards me. They wore felt hats and brandished wild swords, dressed like northern barbarians.

This scene gave the scouts hiding in the bushes a glimmer of hope, and they seemed to see a savior in their eyes.

The young scout was so excited that he almost jumped up. He lowered his voice and said to the captain anxiously: "Captain, look! Those are our Northern Barbarians! Now we can complete the mission!"

However, the experienced captain did not let his guard down.

He stared at the cavalry closely, his eyes full of caution and suspicion. He reached out and held down the eager young scout, and said earnestly:
"Calm down, kid. Don't act rashly. We need to observe carefully."

The young scout looked at the captain in confusion and asked, "But Captain, they are obviously our people, right?"

The captain shook his head, his voice low and serious: "On this grassland, appearances are often deceiving. What if this is the rebel army pretending to be here? We can't take that risk."

He paused, recalled his past experience, and continued: “I remember one time, we encountered a similar situation.

At that time, we saw a group of cavalry wearing our uniforms and thought they were reinforcements, which resulted in us rashly exposing our position. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a trap set by the enemy, and we suffered heavy losses as a result. "

When the young scout heard this, he was shocked and began to understand why the captain was so cautious.

He realized that in this dangerous battlefield, every decision could be a matter of life and death.

The other scouts also became alert and began to observe the cavalry carefully, trying to find clues from the details.

They know that any small detail may become the key to judging the enemy and ourselves.

"Look at their riding skills," an experienced scout whispered, "they are indeed very similar to the style of us northern barbarians."

"But their formation is a bit loose," another scout pointed out, "not like our usual marching style."

The captain nodded and continued to observe. He knew that at this critical moment, any wrong decision could lead to disastrous consequences.

There was a barely perceptible worry in his eyes.

"Everyone stay alert," the captain ordered, "Don't expose our position easily. We have to make sure they are really our people before we show up." Although the young scout was still anxious, he also understood the captain's intention.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He knew that now was not the time to act impulsively, but a time that required calm analysis and judgment.

As the cavalry drew closer, the scouts' heartbeats grew faster.

Everyone knows that the next few minutes will determine their fate. They must make the right judgment, which is not only related to their own life and death, but also to the interests of the entire Beiman. This is a psychological and wisdom contest, and they cannot relax at all.

The captain's eyes were as sharp as a hawk, carefully examining every detail of these people.

He was thinking in his heart: should he believe what he saw, or continue to be cautious? This decision might change the direction of the entire battle.

He knew very well that as the captain, every decision he made could affect the safety of the entire team, and it was also related to whether the news could be conveyed to Hailanhak in time, thus affecting the victory or defeat of the entire battle.

As the cavalry team got closer, the scouts' heartbeats quickened and they held their breath nervously for fear of being discovered.

The cavalry team went straight through the area where they were hiding and finally stopped at a shallow ford not far away to rest.

They carefully observed the group's every move through the gaps in the grass.

The cavalrymen dismounted skillfully, their movements were neat and sleek, they removed the saddles, patted the horses' necks, and let them drink water and rest.

A man who looked like a small leader shouted loudly: "Brothers, take a rest and replenish water. We still have a long way to go!"

The other cavalrymen responded one after another. Some began to take out dry food from their bags, while others squatted by the stream to wash their faces.

Their movements were casual and skillful, and they were obviously accustomed to this kind of marching life.

Two cavalrymen sat on a large rock, gnawing on some dry meat and talking in low voices:
"Hey, do you think we can defeat those damn rebels this time?" asked a cavalryman with a thick beard, with a hint of fatigue in his voice.

His companion shook his head and sighed, "Who knows? I heard that the rebels have been very active recently, and Chief Hailanhak has been worried about it."

"you do not say."

The bearded cavalryman echoed, "If you ask me, since we have come this far, why not make a concerted effort? Otherwise, we are in a difficult position..."

"That's right. In this case, we don't know if the Khan can bypass us in the end." Another person sighed and said helplessly.

"Hush," his companion looked around vigilantly, "don't say such things casually.

If the people above hear this, we will be in big trouble.”

Not far away, another group of cavalrymen were cleaning their weapons, their movements were skillful and clearly showed their rich experience.

One of the younger cavalrymen suddenly asked, "Brother, do you think we can see the captured rebel leader this time? I heard that he was the best general in the rebel army. How could he be captured just like that?"

An older cavalryman glanced at him and whispered, "Don't ask around. We can't meet that kind of important person. Just do your job well."

But he then changed the subject and muttered to himself: "If the righteous Li Zhongwu is captured, then this war will also be over..."

At this critical moment, the scouts lurking in the dark heard the conversation and exchanged meaningful looks with each other. The captain nodded slightly, as if he was convinced that these people were indeed soldiers under Hailanhak's command.

At this tense moment, the little leader shouted again: "Everyone get ready, we will set off in a quarter of an hour.

Remember what Master Hailanhak said, this mission is extremely important, everyone must be fully alert!"

Hearing this, the young scout suddenly became anxious. He couldn't help but whisper to the captain, "Captain, are we falling into a trap? They really look like our own people."

"They are leaving and it would be a shame if we missed this opportunity."

After hearing the young scout's words, the captain nodded silently, closed his eyes and thought, weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

He knew very well that what the young scout said made sense. If these people were really under Hailanhak's command, then their direct meeting with them would mean that their mission would be completed soon.

However, if these people were actually rebels in disguise, wouldn't they be walking into a trap if they went out now?
Now, even though he is experienced, it is difficult for him to make a decision at the moment.

After a period of silent thinking, he finally took a deep breath and made the final decision: "Well, I will go with him to contact them.

You continue to hide and observe the situation closely. If you find anything unusual, take immediate action. "

But before taking action, he solemnly reminded everyone: "Remember, if things change, you must ensure that at least one person can evacuate safely and pass on the message. Our mission is more important than our lives."

All the scouts nodded seriously to show their understanding. They knew that this decision might bring huge risks, but it might also be the best chance to complete the mission.

No matter what the outcome, they are ready, and they are willing to do whatever it takes for the benefit of the Northern Barbarians.

In order to ensure that the rest of the people would not be discovered, he took Lao Zhang and hid in another direction first, and then appeared and slowly walked towards the cavalry team.

When the captain and the young scout cautiously stepped out of their hiding place, all the scouts' hearts were in their throats.

This moment will determine their fate and the whereabouts of this important intelligence.

The moment the captain and his men appeared, the cavalrymen who were resting immediately became alert. They picked up their weapons and stared at the captain and his men closely.

However, after seeing the armor on the captain and the others, the vigilance on his face seemed to be reduced a little.

Upon seeing this, the captain shouted loudly: "You are from the Hailan tribe, we are under the command of the Khan..."

(End of this chapter)