At the tender age of eight, he was hastily dragged out and made emperor!

No matter who you are, as long as you live in this world, it is impossible to be lucky forever. Everyone will have bad luck at some point, it's just a matter of sooner or later.

Life can be long or short, but it is precisely these ups and downs that make life full of uncertainty.

If this is true of people, then it is even more true of the dynasty.

The world is vast, so vast that there are all kinds of dynasties with different territories, sizes, models, cultures, and ideologies.

Among these, those countries with adjacent territories may coexist peacefully, be hostile and antagonistic, or exploit each other. But no matter what, some things that happen to neighboring or enemy countries may one day happen to one's own country as well.

Compared to Xichuan, Beilu, Dongyu, and Nanzhao, Dayu is relatively young, with its reign lasting only over fifty years, which is a very long time for a person, exactly the trajectory of a lifetime.

However, its perspective from the perspective of the nation's rule is very short.

Compared to its neighboring enemy states, the Great Yu has experienced far more, but it is precisely this richness that has given it a greater resilience and pioneering spirit. Once things change, the Great Yu will surely raise the strongest voice in the world!

"Kill--"

"Da da da--"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!!"

The deafening battle cries, mixed with the sound of horses' hooves and the whooshing of air, echoed across the nameless grassland. On this battlefield, two torrents of troops collided as they galloped, two formations of no less than ten thousand cavalrymen, creating a commotion that made the earth tremble.

"Whoosh—"

On this battlefield, at a higher vantage point, the sound of horses neighing could be heard from time to time. Surrounded by countless cavalry generals and soldiers, General Zong Ning of the Great Yu, mounted on his horse, stared intently at the battlefield before him. As he looked around, two torrents of black and red converged, and the collision was extremely visually striking!

A rain of arrows streaking through the sky.

Among the cavalry formation, there were no fallen figures.

Warhorses charging wildly.

And there was also the clash of swords...

In this battlefield, a veritable carnage, when the bugle call to charge sounds, human life is as worthless as grass, utterly worthless!

"General!!"

"General——"

Shouts rang out behind them. Some cavalry generals gathered behind Zong Ning showed complicated expressions. Watching their comrades-in-arms, who had been together day and night, fighting fiercely with the elite cavalry of the Northern Barbarians on the front line, with a dozen or even more of their own cavalrymen falling down every now and then, this feeling was too agonizing for them.

"Shut up!!"

Zong Ning's eyes were fierce, and his whole body exuded a sharp aura. His hands, which were tightly gripping the reins and whip, were white, which was enough to show what he was feeling at that moment.

But since this battle has begun with the Northern barbarians, the feeling of reluctance must be suppressed deep within one's heart; sometimes, ruthlessness is precisely a sign of compassion and loyalty.

Compassion does not control soldiers, justice does not control wealth.

These words are very profound.

"hold on."

"hold on."

Zong Ning stared at the battlefield, muttering to himself. Today was the first battle against He Laixiong's troops. Both sides had high morale and fighting spirit. To achieve victory today, the test was not how well the soldiers were, but rather which of the two commanders, Zong Ning and He Laixiong, could remain calm and who could be the first to spot the other's mistakes.

At this moment, the fallen soldiers are the coldest numbers.

If this affects our formation and causes us to lose our composure, even more people will die in battle, and the battle may even turn into a one-sided pursuit and slaughter!

"Kill--"

"kill!!!"

On the front lines, the shouts of battle rose higher and higher on the left flank of the Yu cavalry. Ma Yan, who was caught up in the cavalry formation, seemed to be born on the horse's back. He wielded his lance and led his cavalrymen to charge forward. For Ma Yan, who had been through many battles, this kind of charge that abandoned the advantage of cavalry was undoubtedly the most foolish thing to do.

Those familiar comrades and brothers fell one after another in the charge against the enemy. Wherever the two sides passed, there were only scattered armor and weapons, except for the wet, black and reddish grass. Occasionally, some white things could be seen. But for the soldiers on both sides who were now bloodthirsty, they cared about nothing but the enemy in front of them.

kill! !

kill! !

kill! !

Those soldiers who were still alive, whether they were from the Great Yu or the Murong, had only one thought: to keep fighting until they were killed by the enemy. Otherwise, this thought would not disappear.

"Charge!!!"

On the battlefield, amidst the constant shouts of battle, Ma Yan swung his lance, slashing down two Northern barbarian cavalrymen in succession. Blood mixed with bits of flesh, and even some white matter splattered everywhere. Ma Yan's armor and face were already stained red with blood, and several arrows were still dangling in front of Ma Yan's breastplate.

Seeing the opening, Ma Yan's tiger-like eyes widened in fury. He wielded his spear and swept it across the battlefield. Screams echoed wherever he went. At Ma Yan's roar, the hundreds of Yu cavalrymen on his left, right, and behind him instinctively converged on him. During this time, screams continued to rise as elite Northern Barbarian cavalrymen and Great Yu iron cavalrymen fell one after another.

"Block it!!!"

"Block it!!!"

At the same time, the commander of the thousand households, Tielenachuan, saw the Yu cavalry on the other side, led by a burly man, charging fiercely towards him. Tielenachuan swung his scimitar, deflecting the incoming arrows from time to time, and roared angrily with his eyes wide open.

"Kill--"

"Kill all Yu dogs!!!"

The Northern barbarian cavalry, their eyes bloodshot, surged forward like madmen, blood splattering everywhere. Ma Yan, at the forefront, wielded his lance with the grace of a dragon.

Crying to kill.

A collision sound.

Roar.

Screams.

The sound of horses' hooves.

At this moment, the conflict is undoubtedly the most beautiful thing for those who admire war, but precisely because of this, tragedy is inevitable.

"die!!!"

With a ferocious expression, Ma Yan, who had slaughtered countless Northern barbarians, saw a Northern barbarian general in the crowd, clad in armor and wielding a curved sword, roaring with an equally ferocious expression. He couldn't understand what kind of gibberish he was shouting, but Ma Yan's breathing quickened, and his heart pounded. He, who had been on the verge of exhaustion, now felt an inexhaustible energy!

With that roar, Ma Yan, like a demon from hell, relentlessly slashed at the Northern barbarians who stood in his way, closing the distance between him and the Northern barbarian generals!

"General!!"

“Follow me!!”

"Hurry!!"

"kill--"

Behind Ma Yan, over a hundred Yu cavalrymen, each with a different expression, watched as Ma Yan charged headlong into the northern barbarian horde. They roared and howled as they followed him, the threat of death long gone.

Get out of my way!!!

When Ma Yan's roar rang out again, the Northern barbarian cavalryman before him widened his eyes. He found himself suspended in mid-air, but then, as he saw half a body slowly falling amidst the chaos of the battlefield, he looked down in horror, blood flowing uncontrollably...

"Die!!!"

But in this situation, who would care about him?

Ma Yan roared, unafraid of the Northern barbarian cavalry charging at him from both sides. With a constant swing of his lance, Ma Yan charged towards the Northern barbarian general who was roaring and wielding his scimitar as he attacked him.

"what!!!"

Screams rang out, and Ma Yan charged forward, raising his lance high. At the head of the lance was a man, Tiele Nachuan, who gripped the lance tightly. Blood gushed from his mouth and nose, and splattered from his abdomen. But soon, Tiele Nachuan only felt a blur before his eyes, and more screams rang out. Darkness quickly invaded Tiele Nachuan's consciousness...

"hateful!!!"

"Damn!!"

In contrast, not far from this battlefield, some military officers roared through gritted teeth. Surrounded by his men, He Laixiong's face was gloomy, his gaze fixed on Ma Yan and his group who had broken through the right flank of his main force. In particular, the burly officer at the head of the group raised his lance high and roared to the sky. The cavalrymen behind him roared along with him with fanaticism and worship. He Laixiong gripped the hilt of his sword tightly. He never expected that Zong Ning would have such a fierce general under his command.

Who is this person?!

A deep voice sounded.

"General!! It's Ma Yan!!"

Among the military officers, one roared coldly, "When I was stationed at the Tuowu Mountains, I fought against him. He is a border resident of the northern frontier. At the time of our encounter, he only had about three hundred cavalrymen under his command. Now..."

The man's voice echoed in Kōrai's ears, but Kōrai's mood only worsened.

Because of Han Qing, even if there are heavy casualties among the troops of Nanyu stationed on the northern border, there will always be batches of fearless people willing to join the border defense and fight with them. In He Laixiong's view, Ma Yan's appearance is probably not an isolated case, but rather there are many.

Against such a formidable enemy, without overwhelming force, it would be extremely difficult to break through Nanyu's northern defenses and penetrate into Nanyu's heartland!

"General!! Let's go into battle..."

"General! Shoot these Nanyu dogs!!"

"General!!!"

A constant stream of requests to join the fight echoed in He Laixiong's ears.

Karayo's cold eyes watched as the cavalry, constantly breaking through the main force's cavalry formation, gathered at a distance from their unit. Those arrogant, haughty, and furious faces, accompanied by roars, coalesced in the chaos. Of the five thousand Yu cavalry that had gone into battle, more than thirty percent had been lost, yet their fighting spirit remained strong. Karayo even saw madness in their eyes...

Following the convergence of the Yu cavalry, and passing through the muddy battlefield, the main force's cavalry was also gathering. Similarly, He Laixiong saw many things. Passing through the main force's assembled cavalry, He Laixiong vaguely saw figures moving, and a sense of alertness immediately arose in his heart.

"Boom boom boom——"

"Dong Dong Dong!!!"

At that moment, a rapid, resounding drumbeat began.

"Kill!!!"

Zong Ning raised his spear high, charging downhill amidst the cavalry, using the terrain to his advantage. Behind them, countless infantrymen charged forward.

"hurry up!!"

“Follow me!!!”

The infantry, divided into several formations, roared incessantly. Shield-wielding swordsmen stood on the outside, followed by spearmen and halberdmen, protecting the archers behind them. They charged forward at incredible speed. This sudden turn of events threw the Northern barbarian cavalry, who had broken through the enemy lines and gathered together, into chaotic disarray.

"Surprise attack!!!"

"spread!!"

"kill!!!"

No one expected that, under such circumstances, the troops of Nanyu, who had not yet deployed, would actually move at this moment, and more importantly, so quickly!

Under such circumstances, the Great Yu Iron Cavalry, who had broken through the Northern Barbarian cavalry formation and gathered together, roared in anger when they heard the familiar sound of drums and saw the banner representing the General Who Destroys the Barbarians amidst the rushing torrent of cavalry.

"Spread out from both wings!!"

"Kill the Northern barbarians!!!"

"Beware of arrow attacks!!!"

"quick--"

One roar after another rang out, causing the Yu cavalry, who were originally facing the elite northern barbarian cavalry, to gallop swiftly to the flanks. Almost at the same moment, wave after wave of arrows came crashing down. Some of the unlucky Yu cavalrymen were hit by the incoming arrows and fell down screaming as they galloped at high speed.