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On the distant riverbank, more than 300 Northern Xiongnu soldiers were resting around a campfire.

The bonfire was lit with cattle and sheep that had been stolen from the town, sizzling and oozing oil, filling the air with their aroma.

Several centurions, seated in the center, were feasting, with newly captured Han women pinned to their laps. Their rough hands groped the women's bodies, causing the women to burst into tears and desperately try to escape.

Just as they were basking in the brief pleasure of their looting, a deep, thunderous roar suddenly came from afar.

"Not good! It's the Northern Han cavalry!" The centurion in the lead exclaimed, his face changing drastically.

He shoved the woman off his lap, drew his curved blade, and with a flash of cold light, ended her life. Then he roared fiercely.

Despite being in the heart of the Northern Han territory and resting, these Northern Xiongnu soldiers still maintained their basic vigilance.

Hearing the commotion, the others forgot about eating and drinking and rushed towards the riverbank with strange cries, where their warhorses were tied up, drinking and resting.

However, it was all too late.

Although the main force of the Lin family army was still far away, Lin Ye, Liu Yun and others had already led their elite vanguard to the front like arrows released from a bow.

The massive bodies of the Crimson-Eyed Tiger Guards, carrying a stench of blood, instantly closed in on the Northern Xiongnu cavalry who hadn't even had time to mount their horses!

Lin Ye took the lead, his Crimson-Eyed Tiger Guard sprinting with all four hooves, while Liu Yun and seven or eight other guards rode their Cracked-Claw Wolf Kings to protect him closely. This elite martial arts squad was incredibly fast.

After all, this place is deep within the territory of the Northern Han, and the main force of the Northern Xiongnu army has not yet arrived.

With the gargoyles hovering high in the sky having thoroughly scouted the surrounding area for dozens of miles, there was absolutely no worry about an ambush. Therefore, Lin Ye and his group simply left the large cavalry force far behind.

By the time the Northern Xiongnu soldiers on the riverbank heard the sound of horses' hooves, Lin Ye and his men had already silently charged in.

The Crimson-Eyed Tiger Guard roared suddenly, its eyes flashing red light, and two blazing fire rays shot out instantly!

A centurion who was about to mount his horse to fight had no time to react before two rays pierced his chest, killing him instantly without even letting out a scream.

The surrounding Northern Xiongnu soldiers were shocked to see that the attackers were only ten riders, and all of them were riding horsemen. Immediately, another centurion roared and gathered his men together.

While directing some men to charge on foot towards Lin Ye and the others to desperately block them, he urged the remaining men to continue running towards the river, attempting to seize back the warhorses first.

Lin Ye took the lead, and the Crimson-Eyed Tiger Guard transformed into a crimson whirlwind, crashing fiercely into the Northern Xiongnu crowd.

He infused his spear with powerful internal energy and, using the momentum of the Tiger Guard's charge, suddenly swept it out horizontally.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Amid a series of dull thuds, four or five Northern Xiongnu soldiers charging towards them were sent flying by the gun barrels, swords and all.

Blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed from his mouth, and he flew backward like a kite with a broken string, flying three or four meters away before crashing heavily onto his companion.

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Before the sound of the spear hitting the ground could be heard, Lin Ye flicked his wrist, and the spear, like a serpent emerging from its hole, instantly retracted and thrust out.

The spear tip gleamed with a chilling black light, piercing through the chest of a centurion without any resistance.

Lin Ye's eyes were icy cold. With a flick of his arm, he lifted the centurion onto the tip of his spear, swung him around, and then hurled him away!

The heavy body crashed into the enemy ranks ahead, knocking over seven or eight more Northern Xiongnu soldiers, causing chaos and disarray.

Liu Yun and the others followed closely behind, riding the Cracked Claw Wolf, charging left and right. With each swing of its claws, the limbs of the Northern Xiongnu soldiers flew everywhere.

In just a moment, this team of martial artists left behind forty or fifty corpses, tearing a gap in the crowd.

However, at this moment, the Northern Xiongnu soldiers on the riverbank had successfully mounted their horses, and more than three hundred riders roared as they launched a counter-charge, their hooves kicking up clouds of dust.

Despite being covered in blood, Lin Ye was not afraid at all. His eyes were filled with fighting spirit, and he led Liu Yun and the others to charge against the cavalry again!

In the instant the two armies clashed, Lin Ye's spear struck with pinpoint accuracy the curved blade of a Northern Xiongnu cavalryman.

With a crisp clang, the immense recoil caused the cavalryman's hand to split open, and the spear thrust forward, its tip piercing his throat.

The Crimson-Eyed Tiger Guards worked in perfect coordination, their massive tiger claws smashing the head of another cavalryman, splattering Lin Ye with foul-smelling blood.

Lin Ye moved through the ranks of this elite cavalry as if they were nothing.

The spear bent after being swung several times, so he casually snapped it in half and threw it away, then drew his sword from his waist.

With a flash of sword light, a cavalryman attempting a sneak attack instantly had a line of blood on his neck, his head hanging askew to one side, blood gushing out like a fountain.

Liu Yun and the others held firm on either side of Lin Ye, while the Cracked Claw Wolf's claws tore at the warhorses, creating a solid barrier for Lin Ye.

After only a few rounds of fighting, the Northern Xiongnu cavalry's offensive collapsed.

Faced with this group of god-like warriors and Dao soldiers, the ordinary Northern Xiongnu soldiers' psychological defenses completely collapsed. Screams filled the air as they turned their horses around and fled in all directions for their lives.

Just then, the Lin family's large cavalry force finally arrived, their hoofbeats echoing through the valley.

They gave the remaining enemy no chance to catch their breath, immediately spreading out in a fan shape and launching a relentless pursuit of the fleeing Northern Xiongnu cavalry.

With overwhelming numerical superiority, the notorious Northern Xiongnu vanguard was quickly and completely annihilated, with no one escaping.

Lin Ye dismounted and walked alone to the riverbank.

This place was originally where the Northern Xiongnu soldiers rested and camped. Now, apart from the messy embers of the campfire, the most shocking sight was the dozen or so ragged and haphazardly laid-out female corpses.

They were all Han Chinese daughters who had just been captured and were ruthlessly killed before the Northern Xiongnu army could hastily mount their horses, as a form of venting and revenge.

Seeing the horrific scene before him, Lin Ye clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the force. He gritted his teeth and ordered Lin Qiang behind him, "Leave no prisoners. Kill them all after you get their information."

A ruthless glint flashed in Lin Qiang's eyes as he clasped his hands in a fist salute, accepted the order, and left.

The skirmish was extremely fierce, with the Lin family cavalry suffering almost no losses.

The main reason was that the martial artists like Lin Ye were too strong, overwhelming the ordinary soldiers. In the final rout, the Northern Xiongnu cavalry were only concerned with escaping and could not organize any effective resistance.

After a simple burial of the fallen soldiers and the construction of a new grave by the river to bury the innocent women who had suffered, the Lin family army regrouped.

Hooves trampled across the riverbank littered with corpses, and the vengeful cavalry continued galloping toward Jingbian County, leaving behind only the remains of the Northern Xiongnu and a solitary grave weeping in the wind.

After another half-day of forced march, the Lin family army finally arrived at their destination, Jingbian County.

From a distance, the county town appears particularly desolate, with its city gates tightly closed and a drawbridge hanging high in the air.

Compared to the towering city walls of Lulong Prefecture, the city walls of Jingbian County appear rather shabby, only about three zhang high, and the top of the walls is not very wide.

After all, it was just a small county town under the jurisdiction of Yulin Prefecture, and its defensive capabilities were far inferior to those of Lulong Prefecture, which was located on the front line.

After the drawbridge at the city gate was lowered, Lin Ye led his troops into the city. He found the streets deserted, and the people coming and going were all in a hurry, their faces filled with fear and unease.

Most shops were closed, and the air was thick with the oppressive atmosphere of an impending great battle.

Lin Ye quickly completed the handover with Zhu Shaofeng, the magistrate of Jingbian County.

Although the county magistrate was a civil official, he remained calm and composed during this critical moment, quickly handing over the city defense map and control of the original garrison soldiers.

Lin Ye, who had just received the seal of the city's defenses, did not delay for a moment and immediately began to reorganize the troops and deploy defenses.

He broke up the Lin family cavalry into smaller units and deployed them throughout the city walls as a mobile force, while also reinforcing the city's defenses and inspecting the crossbows and rolling stones.