Outside Yinshan City, the rebel camp.

The scout who had been observing the movements in Yinshan City ran into the tent in a hurry.

"General, I have something important to report!" The scout's face was filled with panic, excitement and horror.

"what happened?"

Li Zhongwu, who was observing the terrain, saw the scouts so nervous that his heart tightened. He frowned and shouted, "Why are you so flustered?"

The scout took a deep breath and said quickly, "General, I and others just saw a group of people leaving Yinshan City and heading towards the direction of Oak City."

"Oakwood City?"

Hearing this, Li Zhongwu was stunned for a moment, then rushed out of the tent impatiently, only to see billowing smoke rising in the distant sky. The black smoke rushed straight into the sky, as if it was going to dye the sky black.

They fell into a trap.

Something must have happened to Cao Ming.

His face instantly became solemn. Since they could see the smoke signals, the northern barbarian army in Zhumu City must be able to see it as well.

Now that Yinshan City has sent troops there, it is certain that Oak City will do the same.

This also means that Cao Ming and his men are very likely to have been surrounded and attacked from both sides, and are doomed to die.

"Pass the order down, lead 5,000 light cavalry and follow me!" Li Zhongwu ordered loudly, his voice full of firmness and urgency.

The rebel soldiers quickly moved and got ready. The horses neighed, the weapons clashed, and the entire camp was instantly caught in a tense bustle. He knew that time was running out, and they had to rush to Oak City to provide support as soon as possible.

"General, this must be a trap." The deputy general said anxiously.

Li Zhongwu nodded, his voice became extremely deep, with a strong chill in his tone: "Now that the Northern Barbarians from Yinshan City have just set out, we still have a chance."

He said this to both comfort the others and give him a reason.

Even though he knew in his heart that they would most likely not be able to catch up with the barbarian army, he could not just give up on Cao Ming and the others.

This war is not only for victory, but also for everyone to see the peaceful and prosperous times.

Li Zhongwu rode on his warhorse, his eyes as sharp as torches, looking towards the distant sky. Billowing smoke rose in the sky, as if challenging him. He gripped the reins tightly, a raging rage burning in his heart.

"Everyone hurry as fast as possible. We must intercept them before they reach Oak City." He was riding on a warhorse, his voice extremely high-pitched.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The soldiers shouted in unison, their voices shaking the earth, and their morale was high.

Li Zhongwu led his troops and quickly marched towards Zhumu City.

In the darkness of the night, the wind whistled in his ears and the sound of war horses' hooves echoed in the night, but Li Zhongwu's heart was unusually calm.

He knew that although this operation was full of huge risks, it also gave them an opportunity. He wanted to see whether this group of northern barbarian troops could travel a thousand miles a day and how long it would take to get from Zhumu City to Yinshan City.

……

At the same time, the battle outside Oak City was already raging.

Cao Ming and his rebel soldiers fought with all their might. Although their numbers far outnumbered the escort team, the dense sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, which also showed that the reinforcements from the Northern Barbarians were getting closer and closer.

Once the reinforcements from the Northern Barbarians arrived, they would face the risk of being attacked from both sides, and their situation would become increasingly dangerous.

On the battlefield, swords flashed and blood and flesh flew everywhere. The screams and roars of the soldiers mixed together to form a bloody symphony.

"General, we can't hold on any longer!" a volunteer soldier panted, his face covered in sweat and blood. His voice was filled with despair and powerlessness, as if every word was telling of their plight.

"This is really abominable!" Cao Ming roared, wielding the long knife in his hand and slashing the enemy with all his might. Blood splashed on his face, and his eyes were full of rage and anxiety.

He knew that they were falling into a trap set by the Northern Barbarians, but he was powerless and could only watch the battle situation develop step by step in an unfavorable direction.

The constant scolding and the anxious roars of the rebels made Cao Ming, who was already as anxious as an ant on hot pan, even more uneasy.

His heart was beating like a drum, and he could hardly hold the long sword in his hand. He instantly understood that this was a strategy of the Northern Barbarians. This was not a team escorting supplies at all, but a trap, a trap to lure them into the trap.

It's over, it's over!

He was completely disheartened and looked around blankly.

The tragic scene on the battlefield made him feel extremely desperate. The blood dyed the sand red. His comrades fell one after another, and their lives quickly disappeared before his eyes.

At this time, the reinforcements from the Northern Barbarians had just arrived.

The endless yellow sand was surging, and the sound of horse hooves came into his ears through the thick sand, so harsh and staggered.

As Cao Ming listened to the dense sound of horse hooves, his heart grew heavier.

A general who had experienced many battles could tell how many reinforcements were coming from the dense sound of horse hooves. But it was precisely his experience that made him fall into great despair.

Such dense horse hoof sounds were undoubtedly from the elite among the elite in the Northern Barbarian Army, and it was unknown whether they were the match of this group of Northern Barbarian Army.

Given the current urgent war situation, if they arrive, the balance of victory will completely tip towards the Northern Barbarians.

There is no doubt that if they continue to stay here, they will be dead.

"Retreat! This is a trap!" Cao Ming shouted loudly, his voice full of anxiety.

The rebel soldiers heard the order, quickly adjusted themselves, and began to retreat in an orderly manner. However, the elite troops of the Northern Barbarians had already made preparations, and they quickly surrounded them, trying to trap the rebels in an encirclement.

"Don't panic, hold your ground!" Cao Ming commanded while swinging his long sword, desperately cutting a bloody path. His long sword chopped on the enemy's shield, making a dull thud, and the blade scratched through the enemy's armor, bringing up streaks of blood.

The Northern Barbarian soldiers were also fighting desperately. Their spears and daggers kept stabbing at the rebel soldiers, and the battle became more and more fierce.

In the desert at night, there were flashes of swords and shadows, cries of killing, and blood dyed the sand red.

Cao Ming's heart was filled with resentment. He knew that they had fallen into the trap of the Northern Barbarians, but he was still unwilling to give up.

The figures of his comrades falling one by one appeared in front of his eyes. Their blood and lives were paying a heavy price for this battle. His heart was filled with anger and pain, but more of it was helplessness and despair. "Brothers, hold on! We still have hope!" Cao Ming shouted loudly, trying to boost morale, but he knew that the situation was extremely unfavorable.

The reinforcements from the Northern Barbarians have arrived, and the situation on the battlefield is becoming increasingly dangerous.

"Damn it, how could they come so quickly?" Cao Ming growled unwillingly, his eyes full of ferocity as he looked towards the Northern Barbarian army.

It is obvious that this place is thirty miles away from Oak City, but now it has only been less than half a quarter of an hour since the signal fire was lit.

He had never expected such a speed.

Before he came here, Li Zhongwu had warned him to be careful of the reinforcements from the northern barbarians.

He had always kept it in mind, otherwise he would not have waited for an hour until the escort team was far enough away from Oak City before taking action.

However, the distance he thought was far enough was nothing compared to the iron cavalry of the Northern Barbarians.

It can be said that the current dangerous situation was caused by his underestimation of the speed of the Northern Barbarian Cavalry, and he did not expect that this was a trap from the beginning to the end.

At this time, the Northern Barbarian cavalry rushed into the battlefield like a storm.

Their horses neighed and their spears were like a forest, quickly surrounding the rebels. Cao Ming looked at the enemy coming like a tide, and his heart became heavier.

The Northern Barbarian Cavalry were extremely skilled in tactics. They were divided into several small teams, and each team was like a well-trained falcon, quickly locking onto the target and launching an attack.

Their horses were tall and strong, and their hooves made a dull sound on the sand, like thunder. The cavalrymen held spears, the tips of which flashed coldly in the moonlight, and quickly stabbed at the rebel soldiers.

"Kill!" The northern barbarian cavalry shouted in unison, their voices shaking the earth. Their spears attacked as fast as venomous snakes, piercing the armor and bodies of the rebel soldiers, and blood splattered on the sand, dyeing the battlefield red.

Cao Ming watched the rebel soldiers fall one by one, his heart filled with anger and despair.

In a regular battle with real swords and guns, there is still an insurmountable gap between infantry and cavalry, not to mention that they are facing the iron cavalry of the northern barbarians, and the gap is infinitely widened.

Even so, he swung his long sword even faster, with each strike carrying endless anger and power. He knew that they had fallen into the trap of the Northern Barbarians, but he still refused to give up.

"General, we can't hold on any longer!" a personal soldier shouted beside Cao Ming.

Cao Ming gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with anger. He knew they had no way out, but he still refused to give up. He swung his long sword even more fiercely, each blow carrying endless anger and power.

"Fight to the death and carve out a bloody path!" Cao Ming shouted loudly, leading the soldiers to launch a final charge towards the enemy's position.

The situation on the battlefield became increasingly intense. The sound of swords clashing echoed in the night sky, and the firelight illuminated the tense and determined faces of every soldier.

War horses neighed, soldiers screamed one after another, blood dyed the sand red, and every inch of the battlefield was filled with blood and death.

Cao Ming's heart was filled with despair, but he still did not give up. He knew that as a general, he could not retreat, and he had to lead the soldiers to persevere until the last moment.

A raging rage burned in his heart, and this rage gave him the strength to continue fighting in despair.

"Northern barbarians, you will not succeed!" Cao Ming swore silently in his heart, with a determined light flashing in his eyes. He swung his long sword more fiercely, and each blow was filled with endless anger and power.

But the enemy's offensive became more and more fierce, and the rebels' defense line gradually collapsed. Cao Ming watched his comrades fall one by one, and the despair in his heart became more and more intense.

He knew that they didn't have much time left, and if Li Zhongwu's reinforcements did not arrive in time, they would be wiped out.

……

However, at the same time, Li Zhongwu led his personal guards and ran wildly in the night.

They had left the main force several hundred meters behind them, but even so, they were still not as fast as the barbarian troops that left Yinshan City.

Li Zhongwu's heart was filled with anxiety and uneasiness. He knew that if they could not reach the battlefield in time, Cao Ming and his rebel army would face great danger.

"Faster! Faster!" Li Zhongwu shouted, his voice full of anxiety. His warhorse galloped in the night, and the horse's hooves made a dull sound on the sand, like a thunder.

His personal guards followed closely behind, and each of them tried their best to catch up with the Northern Barbarian cavalry.

Li Zhongwu became more and more anxious as he watched the Northern Barbarians' cavalry galloping in the night.

He knew that they had tried their best, but they could not catch up with the Northern Barbarians. His heart was filled with helplessness and despair, but he was still unwilling to give up.

He held the reins tightly, squeezed his legs against the horse's belly, and urged the horse to speed up. However, gradually, they could not even see the figure of the Northern Barbarian Cavalry.

The darkness seemed to have swallowed up all hope, and Li Zhongwu's heart became heavier. His guards also felt this powerlessness, their breathing became rapid, and their faces were full of fatigue and anxiety.

"General, we can't hold on any longer!" A guard shouted breathlessly, with a hint of despair in his voice.

Li Zhongwu gritted his teeth, his eyes gleaming with determination. He knew that they could not give up and could not let Cao Ming and his rebel army fight alone. A raging rage ignited in his heart, and this rage gave him the strength to move forward in despair.

"Hold on a little longer, we will definitely catch up!" Li Zhongwu shouted loudly, trying to boost morale.

However, the next moment, the horses under their crotches also collapsed. The horses' panting became rapid, they were exhausted and could no longer move forward.

"General, accept your fate. We are too late!"

A guard had a face full of disappointment, his eyes full of confusion and fear, "Even if we rush over now, it would be like walking into a trap if we go with only a few of us. Please think twice, General!"

"Please think twice, General!"

"Please think twice, General!"

"Please think twice, General!"

For a moment, all the guards knelt down and kept shouting, hoping that Li Zhongwu would change his mind.

In fact, not only them, but even Li Zhongwu himself knew in his heart that it was too late, they could not catch up at all, and Cao Ming and the others were doomed to die.

Li Zhongwu took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

The speed of the Northern Barbarian Cavalry was much faster than they had imagined. Although it could not reach the speed of a thousand miles a day, the distance between Oak City and Yinshan City was not a thousand miles away at all.

This means that if they want to attack Yinshan City, they will have to face the troops stationed in both Yinshan City and Zhumu City at the same time.

Their previous plan had to be carefully considered, and his plan of surrounding without attacking completely failed.

At this moment, Hu Yan Leng led the Northern Barbarians and quickly cleared the battlefield... (End of this chapter)