In my dream of returning to the Tang Dynasty, I snatched Wu Zetian from my lap.

Several guards attacked again, but Barto quickly fled out of the tent.

Meanwhile, a fierce battle between the two sides' personal guards has broken out.

The entire camp was chopped into pieces and finally collapsed with a crash.

"Chief, mount your horse quickly!"

"quick!"

"The main force of the Tang army is here! The main force is here!"

Barto hastily mounted his horse, looking at the entire military camp under the azure sky, now a sea of ​​fire, with warhorses galloping everywhere. His face was extremely grim.

"drive!!"

He couldn't care less about anything else; saving his life was the priority. He whipped his horse hard, trying to escape.

Stab it!

At the same time, a fiery red Akhal-Teke horse charged out from the collapsed main camp tent.

"Traitor, where do you think you're going!"

"The Tang army of 100,000 has arrived, and none of you will escape!" Li Yuanchang's booming voice resounded throughout the central army camp.

These words were as devastating as a sudden descent of heavenly soldiers, delivering a heavy blow to the already panicked rebel camp.

Historically, raids where the outnumbered defeated the enemy were often deceptions, exploiting information gaps. When the enemy panicked, they had no idea what was happening, fearing encirclement, and all tried to escape.

"drive!!"

Li Yuanchang broke away from the guards and chased after Barto.

The Akhal-Teke horse beneath him moved with lightning speed, closing the distance in an instant.

Barto panicked, repeatedly shouting, "Stop him! Stop him!!"

"what!"

A large group of cavalry turned and charged, their scimitars sharp, aiming to slash at Li Yuanchang's head.

Li Yuanchang was already in a killing frenzy, his potential was unleashed, and his combat power continued to surge. He dodged sideways on horseback, avoiding vital points, and his bright armor blocked the slashes of two more curved swords.

puff! !

Blood splattered as he cut two people in half at the waist, their intestines spilling out.

The cavalry surrounded them, attempting to kill them.

But Chi Dian leaped and led Li Yuanchang out of the encirclement.

Li Yuanchang had no desire to fight; what he wanted to do was to carry Bato's head to intimidate the rebels and suppress the rebellion in one fell swoop.

Once the rebel forces at the front lines breach Fue City first, killing Barto will be futile.

He continued his pursuit, and with the help of Guo Chao and others who caught up, he chased after them for more than 300 meters, and was about to stop Bato.

Amidst the chaos of battle, a runaway fiery horse suddenly charged sideways.

In the blink of an eye, there was almost no way to dodge.

boom! !

With a hiss, the crimson lightning lost its balance, and with the immense inertia, Li Yuanchang was sent flying, crashing to the ground and rolling several times, leaving him feeling dizzy and disoriented.

Before they could react, another group of rebels rushed at them.

Guo Chao and his men fought valiantly and managed to stop them.

Li Yuanchang stood up unsteadily, shook his head violently, blood seeping from his forehead, and even his vision was blurred.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

The air was filled with a cacophony of shouts.

He bit his tongue, drawing blood, and forcibly restored his consciousness, instantly clearing his pupils and ears.

Upon closer inspection, Barto had already taken the opportunity to escape at least two hundred paces.

With reinforcements already arriving from the rebel forces, it was becoming increasingly difficult to mount up and pursue them. He made a decisive move, rolling several times to dodge the rebel attacks and charging towards Chidian.

With a sliding kneel, he easily removed the compound bow from the horse's back and then drew it fully.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The composite bow trembled, like a trapped beast.

Li Yuanchang aimed intently at the rapidly moving Barto, lowered the arrow tip by three inches, and then released it.

call out! !

The armor-piercing arrow whistled through the air, piercing the ear of a rebel soldier and spraying blood, before finally embedding itself firmly in the hind leg of Batto's horse, piercing straight through.

Boom!

Barto and his horse crashed heavily to the ground, further aggravating their injuries.

"Your Highness!!" Guo Chao roared, throwing the fallen sword at him.

Li Yuanchang caught it steadily, and under cover, quickly mounted his horse and charged out like a god of war.

The red lightning roared, the horses' hooves thundered, and they took ten steps per second—it was terrifying!

Those rebels would have a hard time even catching up with them, let alone surrounding and killing them!

"Rise!" Li Yuanchang roared.

"Roar!" Red Lightning leaped up, leaping over the spear formation in front of him and easily passing over the heads of dozens of people. His terrifying mobility left the rebels helpless, and they could only watch him go.

Barto, disheveled and bleeding from his arrow wound, had just gotten up when he saw Li Yuanchang charging towards him with his sword, seemingly unstoppable.

His whole body was ice-cold, as if he had been frozen in place. He tried desperately to escape, but he couldn't find his way north.

After a three-second moment of shock, he turned around.

"No!!" The desperate cry was filled with resentment.

puff! !

Blood splattered seven feet high, and a head the size of a watermelon flew out, only to be firmly caught by a hand upon landing.

Before the surrounding rebels could react, Li Yuanchang had already raised his arms and shouted.

"Barto is dead, the Tang army has arrived! Surrender and you will not be killed!!"

Every word seemed to carry the supreme power of the Tang Dynasty, shaking the military camp.

Scattered and scattered, the guards joined in shouting, "Barto is dead! Surrender and you will not be killed!"

"The Tang army has arrived! Surrender and you will not be killed!!"

A series of loud noises rose and fell, accompanied by the sight of a bloody human head.

"Great Chief..."

"The Great Chief is dead!"

Clang!

Clang!

The sound of weapons being discarded was incessant. The already panicked and unaware of the situation, the rebels were terrified and lost all will to rebel, surrendering en masse.

Wherever Li Yuanchang went, it was like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, with everyone fleeing and surrendering, just like a plague!

The 20,000 giants were overwhelmed in just half an hour.

With the conclusion of this battle, Li Yuanchang's name will undoubtedly be etched in the history of Tang Dynasty's foreign wars.

Li Yuanchang didn't linger. Dawn was about to break, and once the fog dissipated, the fact that more than two hundred people had stormed in would be exposed, and there was no guarantee that things wouldn't change.

Furthermore, the nearly 20,000 remaining soldiers could not be controlled by just over 200 people.

Li Yuanchang simply let these people flee on their own, and then dealt with them when the Tang reinforcements arrived.

He then led his troops out of the main rebel camp once again, carrying Bato’s bloody head, and sped towards Fuai City!

The moment they charged out of the main camp, the first ray of sunlight shone down from the azure sky, and the Han Prince's army, bathed in blood, looked like war gods!

Arriving like lightning, departing like the wind, breaking through 20,000 with just 200, achieving success and retiring gracefully, creating a miracle!

……

Fuai City!

Like a purgatory, the scene of zombies besieging the city cast a shadow of destruction over the entire city, and the defenders on the city walls were struggling to hold on.

The allied forces of the ten tribes are besieging the city with great ferocity and are on the verge of capturing it.

"Report!!"

"Tang reinforcements have arrived! The main camp has been attacked and is engulfed in flames!"

"Report!!"

"Dead! Dead! Chieftain Barto has been slain!!"

"Report!!"

"Chief, the Tang army of 100,000 has arrived! Run!!"

"..."

From the rebel ranks around Fuai City, frantic reports kept ringing out.

The leaders and generals who were overseeing the battle from below the city were all struck dumb, their legs buckling on the spot.

"The commander-in-chief was beheaded??"

"One hundred thousand Tang soldiers?!"