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

The fighting continues.

The sky was beginning to lighten, and the air smelled pungent and unpleasant.

Smoke rose from many places on Chihan Mountain.

A cold wind blew from time to time, and the chill made people shiver.

"Ha ha!!"

"Old Duan!! We've hit the jackpot this time!!"

"Look what this is!!"

Changgun Mansion of Chihan Mountain.

Shu Yuqing couldn't hide his excitement. He held up the roster in his hand and stared wide-eyed at Duanmu Yu, who was looking for something. Upon hearing this, Duanmu Yu quickly walked towards Shu Yuqing.

There was a lingering smell of blood in the air.

A dozen or so corpses lay scattered about, their gruesome knife wounds covering their vital points. Their faces were filled with resentment, but that's how war is.

The victor is king, the loser is villain!

"This is it!!"

"This is it!!"

Duanmu Yu's hands were red. As he flipped through the roster he was holding, the scabbed wound on his face burst open, and blood flowed down the wound, but he seemed not to notice.

"Damn it, there are more than a dozen members of the Northern Barbarian royal family and royal clan. Look at this guy, Murong Kan, he's a descendant of the old Northern Barbarian chieftain Murong Tuo!!"

Duanmu Yu's breathing became rapid. Pointing to the roster, he said to Shu Yuqing, "With this roster, as long as they're not dead and didn't escape in the chaos, we can find them all!"

“It’s so cool!!”

Shu Yuqing laughed heartily, "From joining the army to guarding the border, to being transferred to Shanglin, to participating in the suppression of the rebellion, and then to serving in the Northern and Southern armies, damn it, in all these years, I've never felt so good as I do today!!"

"Haha!! Huanglong has done a great job this time!!"

"No!! Damn it, we've done a great service with Huanglong this time! Damn it, compared to the younger generation, I've actually become a coward!!"

"You're right!"

Duanmu Yu tried to calm himself, clutching the roster tightly in his hand. "If Huang Long hadn't suggested a surprise attack on Chihan Mountain, we wouldn't have even dared to think about it. After all, that's Chihan Mountain!!"

Compared to Huang Long, Wu Liang, and other members of the Imperial Guards, and to the sons of noble families such as Zong Zhi, Chang Feng, Sun Ben, Li Bin, Xu Bin, and Dong Heng, Duanmu Yu and Shu Yuqing had much richer experiences. During their years guarding the northern frontier, they fought many battles against the northern barbarians. As a result, they had a deeper understanding of the northern barbarians, including their language and writing, which Duanmu Yu and Shu Yuqing knew to some extent.

But precisely because of this, in the subconscious minds of Duanmu Yu and Shu Yuqing, the war pattern was closely centered around the major battles on the front lines. As for the isolated army penetrating deep behind enemy lines to continuously raid enemy-controlled tribes and armies, that was something they dared to think about and do.

Because they were well aware of the Northern barbarians' strength!

This is by no means a sign of fear.

Rather, it's a sign of knowing the inside story.

But what about Huanglong?

Deep down, they never took the Northern barbarians seriously. Even knowing how fierce and brave they were, so what? They all had two shoulders and one head. They would bleed and scream if they were cut. Killing one was enough, killing two was a bonus. Why should they be afraid of them on the battlefield?!

The northern barbarians were fierce.

The warriors of the Great Yu are equally impressive!

"Jiang Hu!! You lead the men and continue the search!!"

After nodding in approval to Duanmu Yu, Shu Yuqing pointed at Jiang Hu and said, "Gather up everything else: gold, silver, jewels, warhorses, armor, provisions, and so on. Get a rough estimate of the quantities. Old Duan, let's continue fighting the enemy. The large group of Northern barbarians at Chihan Mountain is gone, but there are still quite a few smaller ones. Let's finish this battle completely first!"

"go!"

Without hesitation, Duanmu Yu tossed the roster to Jiang Hu, saying, "Keep this safe. These are all the brothers' battle achievements. Without this, it will be difficult to explain later."

"Do not worry."

Jiang Hu took the roster and nodded emphatically to Duanmu Yu, "I may lose my life, but I won't lose any of this."

"Fuck your mother."

Shu Yuqing, who was about to leave, kicked Jiang Hu upon hearing this, shouting, "We're going to win this battle! What kind of discouraging talk is this?!"

"They're all fucking alive."

Jiang Hu glared and said, "This time, I want the Great Yu General's Sword bestowed by His Majesty!!!"

"Ha ha……"

Hearty laughter rang out from here.

After a night of fierce fighting, Chihan Mountain had long since become a battlefield, with corpses, limbs, and severed arms scattered everywhere, silently telling the story of how brutal the battle had been the previous night.

And so it was. The guards stationed at Chihan Mountain, along with their personal guards and troops, were decimated and scattered by the night raid launched by the Imperial Guards and the vanguard of the Southern Army. From the very beginning, the battle was one-sided. The warriors of the Great Yu who participated in this battle, regardless of their age, background, or rank, harbored a great deal of resentment and anger deep in their hearts. Before the battle even began, many of them were prepared to die.

Even if we die fighting at Chihan Mountain, we will still destroy the sacred mountain, the ancestral home of the Northern Barbarians!

"You despicable dogs of Nanyu!!"

"If you've got the guts, fight fair and square!!"

"Put down your knife, you sons of bitches from the north!!"

"Damn it, why waste words with them?!"

At one point on Mount Chihan, two groups of hundreds of people were locked in a tense standoff, and what was rather surprising was that both groups had quite a few young people.

On the Dayu side, Zong Zhi, Chang Feng, Li Bin, Dong Heng, Sun Ben, Xu Bin, Cao Jing, Han Cheng, Shangguan Xiu... these noble sons were all wounded, but after a night of fighting, they had long forgotten the pain.

On the Northern Barbarian side, Murong Kan, Yuwen Jing, Bulu Guhan, Yuchi He, Tuoba Qing, Qiu Mulingchuan, Huyan Chi... were surrounded by their respective personal guards at the core.

"Damn it, we've struck gold this time!!"

Unlike the vast majority of people who couldn't understand the Northern Barbarian language, Cao Jing seemed very excited. He said to the group of noble sons gathered at the front, "This time, among the Northern Barbarians, there are not only members of the royal family, but also nobles and sons of powerful clans. Damn it, we've hit the jackpot this time!!"

"real or fake!?"

Cao Jing's words caused many people to gasp in surprise.

Especially the Southern Army soldiers standing behind them, every single one of them was staring excitedly at the Northern barbarians in front of them.

"Can't you guys even read clothes?!"

Seeing that many people were like this, Changfeng glared, raised his sword, and pointed at the Northern barbarians in front of him, saying, "Who the hell is wearing clothes that ordinary Northern barbarians can wear?"

These words excited many people.

Murong Kan, Yuwen Jing, Bulu Guhan, Yuchi He, Tuoba Qing, Qiu Mulingchuan, Huyan Chi... clearly noticed the changes in the group of Nanyu people in front of them, especially the Nanyu people at the front who were about the same age as them, and they looked at them as if they were looking at gold and silver.

"I want to fight alone!!!"

The first to lose his temper was Murong Kan. He picked up his dulled sword, pushed aside Yuwen Jing and Tuoba Qing, and roared indignantly.

Last night's sudden battle killed his only loved one who cared about him and loved him.

"What did this guy say?"

Seeing Murong Kan push people aside and step forward, Dong Heng, holding his knife, looked at Cao Jing and said.

"He wants a one-on-one fight."

Before Cao Jing could speak, Sun Ben's deep voice rang out.

"what?"

Dong Heng gave a strange look.

"Ha ha--"

After that, Changfeng, Libin, Hancheng, Shangguan Xiu and others burst into laughter, some even laughing so hard they cried, as if they had heard a joke.

In this situation, you actually want to fight them one-on-one?

What is this if not the biggest joke?

"I am Murong Kan of the Murong royal family! Who dares to challenge me one-on-one?!" This scene infuriated Murong Kan. He angrily raised his battle sword and glared at Chang Feng and his group who were laughing.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of Chang Feng, Cao Jing, and Sun Ben changed.

"I am Tuoba Qing!!"

"I am Yuwen Jing..."

"I am..."

Under these circumstances, Tuoba Qing, Yuwen Jing, Bulu Guhan, and others stepped forward one after another. Compared to death, they could not accept being ridiculed by these people from Nanyu.

Nanyu was their defeated foe.

They couldn't accept what they were seeing!

Even if I die, I'll take a few people down with me.

Zong Zhi, Chang Feng, Li Bin, Dong Heng, Sun Ben, Xu Bin, Cao Jing, Han Cheng, Shangguan Xiu… The expressions of these noble sons changed. Any one of these guys who stood before them, if captured alive and brought back to Yudu, would bring a considerable reward!

"Da da da--"

In this situation, the sound of hooves came from behind Zongzhi and his men. This sudden scene alerted many of the Southern Army's vanguard, but when they saw the cavalry coming from a distance, their vigilance disappeared, replaced by a gaze with a different kind of ambiguity.

A force of over a hundred Imperial Guards escorted their commander forward. Huang Long rode ahead, holding his lance, his eyes coldly fixed on the road ahead.

As they approached the vanguard of the Southern Army led by Zong Zhi and Chang Feng, a group of noble sons, the Southern soldiers dispersed to both sides. Huang Long led his cavalry forward, while the noble sons who were standing, including Zong Zhi, Chang Feng, Li Bin, Dong Heng, Sun Ben, and Xu Bin, looked at Huang Long with a change in their gazes.

"Surrender."

Huang Long reined in his horse, raised his spear, and looked at Murong Kan, Yuwen Jing, Tuoba Qing, and their group, who were glaring angrily. Speaking in the Northern Barbarian language they could understand, he said coldly, "The commander of the guarding army stationed at Chihan Mountain, Ruo Menghu, is dead. You have lost this battle!!"

A word stirred up a thousand waves.

Murong Kan, Yuwen Jing, Tuoba Qing, and their group could not hide their shock and looked at Huang Long in disbelief. Ru Luo Menghu was dead? How could this be?!

This was a renowned and fierce general of the dynasty.

He was the most loyal and trusted advisor to the dynasty.

How could he possibly die here?!

If even Luo Menghu is dead in battle, then what about the tomb-guarding army...?

"Impossible!! This is impossible!!"

"You're talking nonsense! How could Luo Menghu have died in battle?!"

"you……"

Under the astonished gazes of many, Tuoba Qing, Yuwen Jing, and the others glared and roared. They had to say these words because of what the young man in front of them had said, and their respective guards and personal guards had clearly changed.

"Wu Liang".

Huang Long remained silent in the face of this scene, looking down at the emotionally charged Tuoba Qing and Yuwen Jing, and then gestured to Wu Liang behind him.

"Like Luo Menghu's head, my general personally beheaded him!!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wu Liang rode forward, removed the severed head, and arrogantly declared, "Remember this: the one who killed Luo Menghu was the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guards, Huang Long!!!"

The moment they saw the severed head that Wu Liang was holding up, Murong Kan, Tuoba Qing, Yuwen Jing, Bulu Guhan and their group were all shocked as they stared at the severed head, while the crowd behind them completely lost their nerve.

"Don't waste your time here."

Huang Long ignored Murong Kan and the others, and rode his horse to look at Zong Zhi, Chang Feng, Li Bin and his group, saying, "There are quite a few members of the Northern Barbarian royal family, noble families, and tribal members in Chihan Mountain. Try to capture them all alive and bring them back to Dayu."

At this point, regardless of what Zongzhi and the others thought, Huanglong pulled on the reins, turned his mount around, and headed away. He still had a lot to do.

The various units of the Imperial Guard under his command are scattered across the land. He is leading Wu Liang and the others to collect the remains of his fallen comrades. All the battles that needed to be fought have been fought, and Huang Long no longer cares about the rest.

After this battle, many members of the Imperial Guards must have died.

Huanglong's heart aches.

These are all his comrades who spend every day with him.

They're definitely like brothers!

"Huang Long is right!!"

After Huang Long and his group left, Li Bin said in a deep voice, "Let's not waste time here. We need to hurry. Capture those who are willing to surrender alive, and kill the rest. There are still many Northern barbarians waiting for us to capture. Don't forget, this is behind enemy lines. Once we've dealt with all this, we need to leave as soon as possible!"

Li Bin's words brought many people back to their senses.

Yes.

The battle at Chihan Mountain is over, and now it's time to clean up the battlefield. They've completely forgotten the principle of "following the crowd prospers, resisting them leads to their demise." Damn it, what's the point of wasting time here? Aren't they just wasting their military merits?!

"Surrender!! Or die!!!"

Chang Feng's furious roar rang out.

"Surrender!! Or die!!"

Cao Jing's roar followed immediately.

"Surrender!! Or die!!!"

A series of unclear, mountain-like shouts rang out.

Compared to the changes in Murong Kan, Yuwen Jing, Tuoba Qing, and Bulu Guhan's group, many of their retainers and guards showed expressions of fear, and their weapons fell to the ground.

The death of Luo Menghu had a tremendous impact.

Once that energy is released, it's very difficult to raise it again.

"Take up your weapons!!"

"Pick it up!!"

"Don't tarnish the prestige of our dynasty in front of those Nanyu dogs!!"

"what!!!"

Amidst the roars of anger, screams of agony rang out from time to time. The madness of Murong Kai, Tuoba Qing, and their group seemed utterly ridiculous to Zong Zhi, Chang Feng, and Li Bin.

These ridiculous scenes were not only playing out here, but also in other parts of Chihan Mountain, with the military might of the Great Yu army spreading invisibly to every corner of Chihan Mountain.

This battle brought about many changes.

This is by no means as simple as taking over the sacred mountain, the ancestral home of the Northern Barbarians.

For all the soldiers who participated in this battle, whether from the Southern Army or the Imperial Guard, this was a baptism from top to bottom. It meant that the pent-up frustration and anger of the past dissipated as the battle gradually came to an end, replaced by supreme fighting spirit and pride. The military spirit of the Great Yu had returned...