With the rise of my family, I can summon the Daoist Soldiers' Nest.

On the open plains, a cavalry unit was speeding across the wasteland.

At the very front of the column, a tiger-shaped Taoist soldier moved with incredible speed, his muscles bulging and his explosive power astonishing, leaving the Lin family soldiers riding warhorses far behind.

After running for a while, Lin Ye finally raised his hand to signal to stop, and the Crimson-Eyed Tiger Guards also slowed down.

Lin Ye took a few deep breaths of the crisp air, trying to calm his turbulent emotions.

The urge to tear the Second Prince of the Northern Xiongnu to pieces that I felt upon hearing his name had gradually cooled down.

Reason ultimately prevailed over anger.

He knew that with only his own men, even if they encountered the second prince, it would be like throwing an egg against a rock.

The mere presence of the acquired martial arts guards who might accompany the other party is enough to give me a run for my money.

Moreover, given the Second Prince's noble status, he must have contracted with flying Dao soldiers. If the battle turns against him, he can take off and leave at any time, and he simply cannot stop him.

"Still too weak..." Lin Ye sighed inwardly.

Filled with this lingering resentment, he drove his Tiger Guards on a wild gallop as soon as he left Lulong City, completely disregarding the feelings of the Lin family cavalry behind him. Looking back now, some of the warhorses were foaming at the mouth and panting heavily.

Fortunately, he was ordered to garrison the small town this time, and he led a cavalry force with high mobility. Otherwise, if it had been infantry, they would probably have been left far behind by him.

Lin Ye silently turned the Tiger Guard back to the team.

Looking at the lord's calmed face, the soldiers had doubts but no one dared to ask any questions. They could only suggest taking a short rest, watering and feeding the horses, before continuing their journey.

Lin Ye and his group's destination was Jingbian County, which was under the jurisdiction of Yulin Prefecture.

Under the orders of General Zhenwei Nangong Wan, they had to arrive at the location and set up defenses before the Northern Xiongnu could divide their forces.

Considering that the main force of the Northern Xiongnu consisted entirely of cavalry, which was highly mobile, the Lin family army, consisting of 2000 men, was equipped with warhorses and was a pure cavalry force.

This was thanks to the fact that Wuwei County, where the Lin family lived, had a wide and open terrain suitable for raising horses, and that the county had accumulated a lot of wealth over the years, with a sufficient reserve of warhorses, which gave the team a strong ability to launch long-range raids.

In the previous days of siege battle, these cavalrymen failed to scale the walls and fight, and even Lin Ye's imposing Crimson-Eyed Tiger Guards could only wait below the city walls and did not play a substantial role.

Now that they finally have a chance to prove their worth, the morale of the entire army is high.

Having heard of the infantry's illustrious achievements in defending the city and the generous rewards that followed, the cavalrymen were all eager to prove themselves in the upcoming battle.

After a brief rest, the thousand-cavalry force set off again, passing through several county towns along the way. They found that the city gates were all closed, the city walls were deserted, and the garrison soldiers watched them pass by from afar through the battlements.

About a day later, the army officially entered the territory of Yulin Prefecture, and the scene before them was immediately very different from that of Lulong Prefecture.

When we arrived in Lulong Prefecture, we saw almost no villages or towns along the way. The people were all forcibly relocated to the county or prefectural cities, since it was the front line of the battlefield facing the Northern Xiongnu, and a major battle could break out at any time.

Although the outlines of many towns had already appeared within the territory of Yulin Prefecture, these towns were now completely deserted and devoid of human habitation.

Clearly, having heard the news of the Northern Xiongnu's southward advance, the local people had already fled, hiding in the deep mountains or nearby cities to avoid disaster.

"A small group of Northern Xiongnu troops just crossed the border," Lin Qiang reported solemnly as he rode back. "I also found clear hoofprints of warhorses on the road we just passed."

"How large is it?" Lin Ye asked immediately upon hearing this.

"The number of people should not be large, probably only three or four hundred, like vanguard scouts."

After all, we've been marching at breakneck speed since receiving the order; their main force certainly hasn't arrived yet.

"Forget about all that, head to Jingbian County at full speed immediately!" Lin Ye made a decisive decision and gave the order in a deep voice.

The cavalry spurred their horses forward again, galloping along the official road. The towns they passed through became increasingly desolate and deserted, but the hoofprints on the ground grew denser and denser.

"Look over there, there are smoke rising from the town ahead!" Liu Yun, who was riding a Cracked Claw Wolf, suddenly pointed into the distance to warn people.

"Let's go check out the situation!"

Lin Ye took the lead and led his team toward the town.

Before even reaching the town entrance, corpses appeared one after another along the road, including men, women, and children. Most of them lay sprawled on the roadside, their bodies bearing the distinctive cutting marks of the Northern Xiongnu scimitar.

Clearly, these people were being pursued by the Northern Xiongnu cavalry while trying to escape the town.

Upon entering the town, the scene before one's eyes was even more horrific. The streets were littered with corpses, many children were decapitated, and many women were dressed in rags, clearly having suffered unspeakable torture and humiliation before their deaths.

"Alas, they probably haven't received news of the Northern Xiongnu's southward advance and haven't had time to hide in the county town..." a soldier sighed, his tone filled with grief and indignation.

Witnessing these horrific scenes, Lin Ye's eyes instantly filled with bloodshot veins. He clenched his fists tightly and roared through gritted teeth, "Go! Find these beasts immediately and avenge our fellow villagers!"

Lin Qiang stood to the side, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

According to military orders, their most urgent task at this moment was to seize Jingbian County before the enemy, but seeing Lin Ye's expression of wanting to devour the Northern Xiongnu army alive, he really couldn't bring himself to dissuade him.

Moreover, he himself was also burning with immense rage at the sight of such acts of slaughtering civilians.

"Send the gargoyles to scout!"

The three gargoyles immediately took to the air and began a fan-shaped search.

Before long, the gargoyle sent back a message that the Northern Xiongnu cavalry had been spotted by a small river about ten miles ahead.

Lin Ye straddled the broad back of the Crimson-Eyed Tiger Guard, letting the fierce wind whip across his face. The Tiger Guard beneath him sped away, leaving the iron cavalry far behind.

But the horrific scenes in the town kept replaying in his mind like a brand, impossible to shake off.

Although he was originally a soul from another world, the memories of his previous life as a Chinese person had long been integrated into his blood.

When he first arrived in this world, he learned that he was in a country called Northern Han, where the people called themselves Han people, and that the dynasty that ruled the Central Plains was the Great Tang. The sense of cultural belonging that transcended time and space made him instantly feel at home.

Furthermore, upon learning that he was surrounded by powerful enemies on all sides—the Xiongnu in the northern grasslands, the Nanman in the southern jungles, the sand bandits in the western deserts, and the Japanese pirates on the eastern islands—this geopolitical situation was remarkably similar to that of his previous life.

This further fostered a strong sense of national identity in him, and he had long regarded the Northern Han and even the Tang Dynasty as his spiritual homeland.

It was this deep-seated sense of identity that led him to throw himself into the fight against the Northern Xiongnu without hesitation.

At this moment, witnessing such atrocities against his compatriots, the ethnic hatred that had been building up in his heart erupted like a volcano, and he wished he could draw his sword and slaughter his way across the grasslands and pacify the barbarians.

For a moment, he even regretted not being born in the Dongming Kingdom, so that he could have set sail sooner to settle scores with the Japanese pirates who had been so hated in his previous life.

However, as his thoughts shifted, Lin Ye's eyes flashed even colder. Since he was already here, he might as well make the best of it. He would use these Northern Xiongnu beasts as a sacrifice for his sword!