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At the foot of Langjuxu Mountain.

This mountain holds extraordinary significance for the nomadic peoples of the grasslands.

Hundreds of years ago, a peerless general from the Central Plains dynasty led his army to seal the Wolf Mountain and drive their ancestors to the bitter cold land of the northern desert.

That was a humiliation etched into my very bones.

Today, Huyan Ba, the once arrogant Great Chanyu of the Northern Barbarians, is trapped at the foot of this mountain that symbolizes humiliation.

Chen Baipao's three thousand Great Snow Dragon Riders finally surrounded him and his remaining ten thousand troops.

After a full day of relentless pursuit, both Huyan Ba ​​and his most elite guards were exhausted.

Even more deadly was that the poison that Su Zhe had previously placed in the horse feed finally took full effect at this moment.

Many of the Northern Barbarian army's warhorses, exhausted from the long march, could no longer hold on, foaming at the mouth and collapsing to the ground, never to rise again.

A cavalryman who has lost his horse is like a tiger whose teeth have been pulled out.

Although Huyan Ba's personal guards were exhausted, they were still the most elite warriors of the Northern Barbarians, and their loyalty was beyond question.

They quickly dismounted and formed an impenetrable circle, firmly protecting their Chanyu, Huyan Ba, in the center.

They prepared for a final stand with their bows and spears.

The Great Snow Dragon Riders launched several probing charges.

But these Khan's personal guards were exceptionally tenacious in their resistance. With a dense rain of arrows and an indomitable spirit, they managed to hold off the advance of the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry.

Seeing this, Chen Baipao reined in his warhorse. He knew that a pointless cavalry charge against such a cornered and desperate elite force would only increase casualties.

He calmly raised his hand and issued an order that surprised all the Northern Barbarian soldiers.

"All troops dismount and obtain crossbows!"

Three thousand Snow Dragon Riders dismounted in perfect unison and took out their specially made repeating crossbows from behind their backs.

They quickly lined up in three rows.

With Chen Baipao's command, "Release the arrows!"

The three thousand Snow Dragon Riders, who were once an invincible heavy cavalry force, were transformed into three thousand well-equipped heavy crossbowmen.

A dense rain of arrows, accompanied by sharp whistling sounds, poured down on the small circular formation of the Northern Barbarian army.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

The sound of arrows piercing flesh, accompanied by screams of agony, rang out one after another within the circular formation.

Although the Northern Barbarian army had shields for protection, under such saturation attacks, gaps and chaos quickly appeared on the outer perimeter of the circular formation.

Huyan Ba ​​knew he couldn't continue to passively take hits like this.

Under such a barrage of arrows, it was only a matter of time before they were completely annihilated.

"Come with me and charge out!"

He let out a beastly roar, gripping his scimitar tightly in his remaining left hand, and personally led hundreds of his bravest guards in a fierce charge out of the formation.

His target was very clear: not far away, the enemy commander-in-chief, Chen Baipao, was wearing silver armor and directing the firing.

He wanted to break the deadlock he was facing with a desperate decapitation strike.

Chen Baipao seemed to have anticipated his actions.

Seeing Huyan Ba ​​rush out, Chen Baipao showed no panic whatsoever.

He threw away the repeating crossbow in his hand and took back the iconic silver spear from beside the saddle.

He mounted his horse, spurred it on with his legs, and charged towards Huyan Ba ​​like a white lightning bolt.

No further words were spoken.

Ace against ace, general against general.

Two men, representing the highest combat power of their respective armies, clashed violently on this land at the foot of Langjuxu Mountain.

"clang!"

The swords and spears clashed, producing a deafening roar.

Although Huyan Ba ​​had lost one hand, he fought like a cornered beast, and his attacks remained incredibly fierce.

His scimitar wielded with ferocious power; every move, every stance, was a style of fighting that disregarded his own defense, seeking only to perish with the enemy.

He knew very well that this was his last chance.

In contrast, Chen Baipao was frighteningly calm.

The spear in his hand seemed to come alive, transforming into a nimble silver snake that always managed to parry and deflect the opponent's attacks with the slightest precision.

His marksmanship, though not as sweeping and powerful as Hu Yanba's, was far more deadly.

Each counterattack added a new wound to Huyan Ba's body.

After a fierce battle of a hundred moves, Hu Yanba's stamina began to wane.

Excessive blood loss, coupled with a whole day of running, made his movements sluggish.

Finally, after a powerful but clumsy strike, he revealed a fatal flaw.

Chen Baipao keenly seized this fleeting opportunity.

He no longer used his spear for defense, but instead thrust it forward with unstoppable momentum.

The tip of the gun traced a straight silver line through the air.

"Pfft!"

The sharp spear tip pierced through Huyan Ba's thick chest armor without any resistance, emerging from his back and drawing out a handful of warm blood.

All of Hu Yanba's movements froze at this moment.

He looked down, staring incredulously at the section of the gun barrel protruding from his chest, his eyes filled with bewilderment and confusion.

He, the eagle of the grasslands, the war god of the northern barbarians, how could he die here?

With a flick of his wrist, Chen Baipao unleashed a burst of powerful internal energy, flinging Huyan Ba's towering corpse off the tip of his spear and onto the ground.

He dismounted and swiftly severed Huyan Ba's head.

He raised his once invincible head high, and with all his might, let out a long, earth-shattering roar that echoed across the entire battlefield.

All the Northern Barbarian guards who were still putting up a last stand finally collapsed upon seeing the head of their Great Chanyu.

The expression on their faces changed from fearless to utterly desperate.

"Clang..."

It's unclear who was the first to throw down their weapon and kneel down.

Immediately afterwards, the sounds of weapons hitting the ground rose and fell in succession.

All the surviving guards of the Khan's tent gave up resistance and knelt down to surrender.

Almost at the same time that Chen Baipao killed Huyan Ba, Su Zhe, who was far away in the capital, heard the crisp and pleasant notification sound of the system in his mind.

[Ding! Enemy commander 'Huyan Ba' has been successfully killed, and the main force of the Northern Barbarian army has been completely annihilated!]

[Host has achieved an epic victory, merit points +200000!]

[Congratulations, host! You have received a special reward: Summoning authority for the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry (3,000 men)!]

[Congratulations, host! You have received a special reward: the Emperor's Aura Observation Technique!]

Tiger and Leopard Cavalry!

That heavily armored elite cavalry that left a glorious name in history and was known as "the most valiant in the world"!

There is also the Emperor's Aura Observation Technique, a strange ability that can see into people's hearts and distinguish between loyalty, treachery, good, and evil.

With these two items, the chances of winning the struggle for the world will be greatly increased!

Chen Baipao did not linger at the foot of Langjuxu Mountain. He sent men to preserve Huyan Ba's head with lime and then sent it back to the capital at top speed.

When the head that had once struck fear into the hearts of countless people was presented to Su Zhe, the siege of the capital, which had lasted for months and nearly driven the Great Qian Dynasty to the brink of collapse, finally came to a perfect end.

Su Zhe looked calmly at the head that remained open in death.

"Order that it be hung above the north gate and exposed to the sun for three days as a warning to others."

"Furthermore, convey my decree: reward the three armies and distribute prizes according to their merits! Three days later, a grand ceremony to present the captured prisoners will be held in front of the Imperial City!"

A grand feast is about to begin, in which the spoils of victory will be divided and the power dynamics of the military and the imperial court will be completely reshuffled.