Dream of the Red Chamber: Start by gaining Zhao Yun's martial prowess, and be ennobled in a sin

Inside the Northern Yuan army camp, as Han soldiers set fires everywhere, thick smoke billowed and flames shot into the sky in an instant.

"Boom..." A cluster of tents and provisions caught fire at the same time.

The fire, fueled by the wind, spread rapidly.

The tent's felt, wooden frame, and fur and other materials inside were all flammable.

Within a few dozen breaths, more than fifty tents in the camp were ablaze with fire, the flames illuminating half of the mountainside.

The Kheshig soldiers guarding the camp were stunned, not knowing what was going on or where the enemy attack came from!

The Northern Yuan soldiers, who had just been awakened from their sleep, rushed out of their tents naked, only to be met with a sea of ​​fire.

Some people were licked by the flames, their bodies engulfed in flames, screaming and rolling on the ground.

Some people were choked by the thick smoke and stumbled into another sea of ​​fire.

Some people had only taken three steps when they were hit by a rocket and fell to the ground.

"Enemy attack..."

"Fire! Fire!"

"Help……"

Shouts in various languages ​​mingled together, and the entire Beiyuan camp halfway up the mountain was in complete chaos.

A deafening cacophony of noise and chaos resounded throughout the entire Wolf Mountain.

Some people tried to find their team, but were separated by the chaotic crowd.

Some people wanted to take up arms to resist, but they didn't even know where their knives were.

Some people looked towards the golden tent and were horrified to discover that the large banner at the top of the flagpole outside the tent had disappeared sometime earlier.

The golden banner that originally symbolized the Golden Family and the Great Khan has been replaced with the bright red Han Dynasty flag.

The red Han Dynasty flag fluttered in the night wind, standing out conspicuously in the firelight.

All the Northern Yuan soldiers who saw it were terrified and their hearts trembled!

What's going on?!

Where is that huge golden wolf banner in front of the golden tent?

"The banner! Look, the banner is gone!"

"It's the flag of the Han people!"

"The Great Khan is dead!"

"The golden tent has been breached!"

"Where is the Great Khan? The Great Khan..."

Countless Northern Yuan soldiers looked toward the location of the golden tent. The glaring red Han flag filled them with panic and robbed them of their will to resist!

For a moment, many people were stunned and stood there, not knowing what to do!

The Northern Yuan soldiers who ran out of their tents looked at each other in bewilderment, fear spreading like a plague.

Then, countless people began to move, fleeing in panic in all directions.

Some people ran desperately toward the golden tent, eager to see what was going on.

Some people fled down the mountain, hoping to escape and save their lives.

A few people stood there, looking completely bewildered and unsure of what to do!

A small number of people even thought they were dreaming, rubbed their eyes hard, and slapped themselves a few times in an attempt to wake up from the nightmare.

At this moment, Jia Jing's role in capturing and killing the Northern Yuan Khan and his generals and commanders of ten thousand became apparent.

Of the tens of thousands of soldiers in the Northern Yuan army, only a handful were truly capable of issuing orders.

The Khan, the Crown Prince, the Left and Right Chancellors, the Head of Ten Thousand Households, and others had all been wiped out by Jia Jing in the Golden Tent.

Faced with the sudden attack by the Han army, no one could issue unified orders or organize an effective counterattack.

Furthermore, the Han army's attack occurred in the middle of the night, which was already sudden and made it difficult for the Northern Yuan troops to react effectively in a short period of time.

Meanwhile, three hundred Han cavalrymen seized this rare opportunity and quickly began killing and setting fires throughout the camp.

These three hundred men were all carefully selected elites, and Ma Guocheng and You Shiyong were also brave generals of the Han army.

Seeing that the Northern Yuan camp was in chaos, they immediately broke up into smaller groups.

They went in groups of three or five, cutting down anyone they saw and burning down any tents they encountered.

The long sword cleaved down, and a head fell to the ground.

The spear thrust out, and he fell to the ground with a scream.

They charged straight for the most crowded places, straight for the generals' tents, setting fires and killing people along the way. In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, they turned the entire mountainside camp upside down.

A centurion had just emerged from his tent, not even wearing a helmet, when he was shot in the throat by an arrow and fell backward.

A centurion, barefoot, tried to run away but was caught by Han cavalry and cleaved in two with a single stroke.

A group of several dozen Kheshig soldiers had finally managed to assemble, but they hadn't even had time to form ranks.

They were hit by more than a dozen rockets, and many fell down on the spot, their formation collapsing instantly.

Flames soared into the sky, shouts of battle were deafening, and screams of agony rose and fell.

Nearly 18,000 Kheshig soldiers were awakened from their sleep, slaughtered in the chaos, and defeated in despair.

No one knew how many enemies there were, no one knew whose orders to listen to, and no one knew which direction to charge.

The most fatal thing was... the red Han flag fluttering in the direction of the Golden Tent.

It was like a thorn, stuck in the heart of every Northern Yuan soldier.

Those who tried to find the superior discovered that the head of the household and others had long since disappeared.

Those who tried to organize resistance were trampled to death by the fleeing soldiers as soon as they uttered a single word.

The Northern Yuan camp of over ten thousand soldiers was completely disrupted and thrown into chaos by three hundred Han soldiers.

At this moment, at the foot of the mountain

Five thousand seven hundred Han cavalrymen were already fully prepared and ready to go. When Niu Jizong, Feng Tang, Han Wu, and Zhou Yingyuan saw the fire on the mountainside and the continuous stream of fleeing Northern Yuan soldiers, they knew that the time to attack had come.

Niu Jizong carefully observed the situation on Wolf Mountain and saw that the Northern Yuan soldiers at the foot of the mountain were also starting to panic.

He immediately leaped to his feet, raised his spear, and shouted:

"Soldiers! The Northern Yuan army has been routed. Our chance to kill the enemy and earn merit has arrived!"

"The destruction of the Northern Yuan hinges on this one battle! Everyone, charge with me!"

The Han soldiers present had been waiting for a long time. As soon as Niu Jizong gave the order, everyone immediately stood up, drew their swords and spears, and were filled with excitement.

Most of them were soldiers from the northwestern border towns, and none of them had no enmity with the Northern Yuan.

Seeing that they could break through the Northern Yuan royal court today and establish unparalleled merit, they were all extremely excited.

"Kill the Northern Yuan Tartars!"

"Kill that son of a bitch!"

"kill!"

The battle cries shook the heavens as more than 5,000 Han soldiers poured out of their hiding places and rushed towards Wolf Mountain like a tidal wave.

The thunderous sound of hooves shook the ground slightly, and five thousand spears gleamed coldly in the night, their faces filled with murderous intent.

"Waaah..."

"Waaaaah~~~~~"

The deep bugle call of the Han army rang out again at the foot of Wolf Mountain after countless years, sounding so awe-inspiring under the silent night sky.

The booming sound startled the Northern Yuan army at the foot of the mountain.

The defending troops at the foot of the mountain were now in complete disarray due to the rout of the troops on the mountain.

Many people had heard that the Great Khan was dead or that the Golden Tent had been lost. Seeing the firelight and shouts of battle on the mountainside, they were filled with fear and did not know what to do.

Then, they discovered that tens of thousands of Han cavalry suddenly rushed out from the foot of the mountain, and they were thrown into chaos, unable to resist.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"The Han army still has a large force!"

"They're charging!"

Countless Northern Yuan soldiers roared in panic, their faces filled with fear and confusion.

There are Han troops on the mountainside, and so many more Han troops are rushing in from the foot of the mountain. Could it be that the entire royal court has been surrounded by the Han army?

What exactly happened?