We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

"Sacred Mountain?"

Yue Yun paused slightly.

At first, he only felt that this mountain was extraordinary and had a certain charm. He thought it was just a famous mountain, but he didn't expect that it was the sacred mountain of the Northern Hu tribe.

Looking at the primitive awe mixed with fear in the eyes of the surrendered soldiers, it seems that this mountain may also be related to the racial beliefs of the northern Hu people.

Li Leshi showed disdain on his face.

Daqing also has the Three Mountains and Five Peaks, namely Kunlun, Buzhou, Tianshan, Taishan, Huashan, Hengshan, Songshan and Hengshan.

Any one of these famous mountains is much more majestic and sacred than this damn Beihu Sacred Mountain.

But then the surrendered soldier spoke in halting Xia dialect, "Langjuxu Mountain... is the birthplace of the Wolf God. He emerged from the sacred lake atop the mountain to protect the people of our grasslands... Successive Khans are buried here. It is... a place favored by the Eternal Heaven! Desecrating this sacred mountain... will bring about catastrophic disaster!"

Although this Hu man's Xia language was not very good, it was mixed with a lot of Hu words.

But Yue Yun and Li Leshi had fought on the grassland for so long after all, and they could understand most of the Hu language, so they understood what he meant.

Yue Yun had heard from Li Che a long time ago that people on the grassland rarely believed in their ancestors and did not use the dragon as a totem. Instead, they used the wolf as a totem.

They fight with wolves to protect the sheep, and regard wolves as their faith. After death, they place their bodies in places where wolves appear, practicing "sky burial".

If this Wolf Mountain is really the sacred mountain where the Wolf God came out, its status in the hearts of the Northern Hu people should be extremely high.

Li Leshi listened to the cries of the surrendered soldiers without any fear. Instead, his tiger eyes burst into an even hotter light.

He suddenly turned to look at Yue Yun, his voice trembling with excitement. "General, this is a godsend! Your Highness sent us deep into the Mobei Desert precisely to crush the northern barbarians' arrogance, forcing them to surrender and never dare to encroach on our Fengguo territory again."

"Killing a few tribes and burning a few pastures is certainly satisfying, but compared to this..."

He suddenly raised his hand, pointing to the snow-capped Langjuxu Mountain in the distance beneath the gloomy sky, and his voice suddenly rose:

"If our Fengtian Army cavalry can conquer their sacred mountain, we will build an altar for our Fengtian soldiers on the sacred ground where they worship the Wolf God and bury their ancestors!"

"With the blood of the enemy, I pay tribute to the heroic souls of my fallen comrades! I declare to this grassland, and indeed to the whole world, that anyone who dares to challenge the majesty of our nation will be crushed to dust, even if it is a sacred mountain!"

"Such a feat is more powerful than the annihilation of ten tribes. It will surely terrify the Northern Hu for a hundred years! From now on, the backbones of those Hu people will tremble at the sight of my Fengguo black royal flag!"

Li Leshi's words were like a hot iron, burning the hearts of every soldier who heard them.

Their eyes instantly became fanatical, their chests heaved violently, and they subconsciously clenched the swords and guns in their hands!

The soldiers who were selected to step into the grassland were naturally the brave warriors of the Fengtian Army. They were not only skilled in archery and horse riding, but also had the courage to fight to the death.

These good men of the country only hope to use the swords and guns in their hands to make a name for themselves for their own prince, and they don't care about life or death.

“No…I can’t go!!!”

Upon hearing Li Leshi's words, the surrendered soldier raised his head suddenly like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

Yue Yun frowned and looked over, only to see that the man's face was filled with extreme fear. He screamed so loudly that his voice changed in pitch.

"At the foot of Wolf Mountain... lies the royal court of the Kuntu tribe! King Kuntu's banner is there, and the royal court alone has tens of thousands of elite cavalry!"

"Adding the various allied forces defending the royal court... a hundred thousand soldiers is no less than a hundred thousand. How many of you... do you have? Ten thousand cavalry? Going to attack the royal court? Attack the sacred mountain?"

"That's courting death! General Fengguo!"

Perhaps he was frightened by Li Leshi's words, or perhaps he was afraid that the Fengtian Army's iron hooves would step into the sacred mountain, disturbing the Wolf God and causing him to be angry and blame him.

The surrendered soldier panted heavily and spoke as fast as popcorn as he continued:

"Besides, you massacred our tribe, and it made such a big noise! ​​There must have been fast horses that escaped, and they would have already reported to the royal court."

"The wolf riders of the royal court...maybe they're already on their way!"

"If you don't leave now... when the royal army surrounds us, you... you won't be able to escape even if you have wings! You will all die here!!"

The words of the surrendered soldiers were like a basin of cold water, instantly extinguishing the fanaticism in the eyes of some soldiers.

One hundred thousand soldiers with bows and arrows!

Even though the Fengtian Army cavalry were all brave men, they knew the difference between fighting bravely and committing suicide.

However, the soldiers just calmed down and did not feel any fear. They just looked at their commander together.

Since entering the grassland, Yue Yun has led them to victory after victory, fighting for hundreds of miles and slaughtering countless tribes.

As his battle record improved, Yue Yun's prestige also increased.

As long as he gives the order, these cavalrymen will dare to charge forward even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead!

Yue Yun remained silent, sitting upright on his horse, like an unmelted iceberg.

His sharp eyes passed over the surrendered soldier's terrified and distorted face, and cast towards the Langjuxu Mountain in the distance, and then slowly swept over the Fengtian Army soldiers who were collecting the remains of their comrades.

In fact, he brought his soldiers here and achieved these results, which was enough to report to the emperor.

Although the northern Hu tribes did not surrender to the Fengtian Army, most of them expressed their desire for peace. Although those powerful tribes did not seek peace, they did not dare to provoke the Fengtian Army easily.

But... Yueyun still felt a little unwilling.

If Goryeo provokes Fengguo, it will be destroyed!

If Khitan provokes Feng State, the country will be destroyed!

Shiwei provoked Feng State and now can only survive in the northernmost part!

Why can't we make the Northern Hu people surrender when they come to us?

His Highness defied all odds and pushed me, a man who had never led a large army, to take on such an important task, but I failed to produce enough results to repay him.

Yueyun was unwilling to go back like this.

Just then, the sound of horse hooves came from afar.

A powerful cavalry rushed in from the other side of the camp like a whirlwind, their horses' hooves crushing the frozen soil and ice, stirring up a cloud of snow dust.

The leading general was nearly nine feet tall, with broad shoulders and a broad waist. He wore only a simple leather armor, which was splattered with dark red blood. In his hand, he held a huge mace, which was still dripping with blood.

This person is none other than the most powerful barbarian general in Fengtian Army, Jitaihan!

"General!"

Ji Taihan pulled the reins suddenly, and the black horse under his crotch stood up and stopped not far from Yue Yun.

He didn't even look at the surrendered soldier trembling on the ground, but grinned and reported in a muffled voice:

"There's not a single deserter left. I'll chase them for thirty miles and kill them all. Their heads are hanging on the saddles!"

Although Ji Taihan was an illiterate and reckless man, he was also a studious person. In addition, he really had the country in his heart, so he learned Xia Yu almost perfectly.

I can't say I'm as fluent as my mother tongue, but I can communicate in a simple way. It shows that as long as you are willing, it is not difficult to learn a language similar to your mother tongue.

At least they are much better than those Hong Kong stars who have been eating mainland food for decades but still speak halting Mandarin.

But then Jitaihan waved his strong arm and pointed at the Sauron warrior behind him.

I saw that beside the saddles, there were strings of hideous and bloody human heads hanging. A rough count showed that there were hundreds of them.

Upon hearing this, Li Leshi's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but shout, "Okay!"

Yue Yun understood what he meant. If all the deserters were eliminated, then the biggest hidden danger would be completely eliminated by Ji Taihan using such brutal means.

In such horrible weather, the Northern Hu royal court could not have sent scouts so far away, so naturally they would not have known about the arrival of the Fengtian Army.

Time! They gained precious time!

Yue Yun finally withdrew his gaze from the direction of Langjuxu Mountain.

He slowly looked at the soldiers, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.

Yue Yun came to the top of the hill with a gun in one hand, and suddenly pulled the reins. The majestic warhorse under him felt the master's will and let out a long neigh that pierced the clouds and split the rocks.

"Send the order!"

"Begin organizing the troops immediately. Stop clearing the battlefield. Behead all prisoners on the spot. Abandon all cattle and sheep!"

"Abandon all captured baggage and take only three days' rations, arrows, kerosene, and weapons!"

All the soldiers were shocked and stared at Yue Yun, waiting for him to give the final order.

Yue Yun smiled slightly, looked towards the distant mountains, and said loudly:

"Target—Langjuxu Mountain! Northern Hu King's Court!"

"In the name of His Majesty the King of Feng, we will crush the sacred mountain of the Hu people and build an altar to offer sacrifices to the heavens! With the blood of the barbarian chiefs, we will comfort the heroic souls of our comrades and spread the prestige of our Feng army!"

"In this battle, there is no retreat! If you don't win... you will die!"

After he finished speaking, the soldiers fell into silence.

"Roar!!!"

After a brief moment of dead silence, there was a roar like a landslide or tsunami.

The blood of all the Fengguo cavalrymen was instantly ignited and boiled, and their fear was thrown away!

Trample the sacred mountain and sacrifice the heroic souls with blood!

Following the king’s will is the direction they are heading and their immortal military spirit!

Jitaihan opened his mouth wide, roared like a beast, and raised his mace high.

A group of Sauron warriors also followed suit. This group of fierce alien warriors had already become the sharpest blades under King Feng.

Li Leshi's eyes burned with fanatical fire. He suddenly drew out his sword and pointed it at the sky!

His Highness gave him the name Leshi with the expectation of "carving on stone to record it". Now, Li Leshi finally has the opportunity to make great achievements and repay His Highness's kindness.

The morale of the Fengtian Army was greatly shaken, except for the surrendered soldier kneeling on the ground, who was completely paralyzed by the murderous aura that soared into the sky. His face was pale and looked like mud.

But no one cared about him anymore. The cavalrymen began to gather, sharpen their swords and guns, collect arrows, and look towards the direction of Langjuxu Mountain from time to time, with fanaticism flashing in their eyes.

Half an hour later.

Yue Yun suddenly squeezed the horse's belly, and the white warhorse rushed like an arrow from a bow, heading towards the direction of the wind and snow leading to Langjuxu Mountain.

The red cloak danced wildly in the cold wind, like a battle flag symbolizing death and conquest!

Ten thousand Fengguo cavalry followed closely behind like a black steel torrent, stirring up a cloud of snow and dust.

Heading straight towards the heart of Beihu, the mountain that is revered as a sacred mountain!