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An eagle strikes the northern plains, four hundred miles away.

Another day has passed, and the chill on the grassland grows heavier with each passing moment. The rising smoke from the cooking fires becomes incredibly thick and hangs low under the oppressive twilight.

Mirohan and Helian Feng sat on either side of a campfire, staring at the flickering flames with complex expressions.

Snapped--

A moment later, Mirohan lashed his whip hard, but even that failed to vent his anger.

"I am truly filled with rage! A full 60,000 troops have been reduced to this state of fleeing in disarray. It is utterly shameful!"

"No, I will not swallow this insult!"

After saying this, he was about to get up and call upon the warriors around him to gather them together and fight back.

Helian Feng hurriedly reached out to stop him and asked in a deep voice:

"Your Majesty, do you think you can avenge us with this small force?"

"I have spared no effort in preparing for this great battle!"

Mirohan shouted, his expression filled with rage:

"How dare he, a lowly commoner who crawled out of the mud, defeat me, the king?"

"A full 60,000! Most of them I watched grow up, and they're just gone like that..."

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger."

Hearing his complaints, Helian Feng kept comforting him until the other man's expression softened slightly before saying:

"Your Majesty need not worry too much."

"Although Lu Xiao was prepared on Eagle Strike Plain and caught us off guard, in that chaotic situation, not all of our warriors were killed by him. Some of them must have been able to escape."

"Just wait patiently, and those lost warriors will eventually return to your embrace."

"I don't want to wait!"

Upon hearing that his entire army had not been wiped out, Mirohan realized there was some truth to it, and quickly grabbed Helian Feng's arm, urging him urgently:

"Quickly gather all the scattered warriors!"

"Doesn't Lu Xiao like to launch long-distance raids and sabotage rear bases? I'll follow his example and charge straight at the White Wolf camp!"

"Hurry up and go..."

Helian Feng remained motionless despite being pushed around.

He didn't intend to seize power at this time, but rather believed that his king was currently in a state of extreme tension and confusion, and was simply unable to think clearly about the issues.

Just as he expected.

About half an hour later, Mirohan finally calmed down.

By this time, it was already very dark, with only a distant sliver of light remaining.

Seeing that he was no longer speaking as wildly as before, Helian Feng analyzed seriously:

"Your Majesty, Eagle Strike Plains and the White Wolf Camp are at odds, so even if we want revenge, we cannot choose this place again, after all, this is the stronghold of the treacherous Lu Xiao!"

"Why do you think our tribe lost this battle?"

"We've fallen into the trap set by the cunning Zhou people!"

Mirohan stared intently at the campfire; the leaping and burning flames were a reflection of his wildly turbulent inner world.

"If we hadn't been ambushed on Eagle Strike Plains, our warriors could have easily wiped out the White Wolf camp!"

"As for the various Zhou forces that came to our aid, they will be dealt with one by one!"

"What Your Majesty says is correct."

Helian Feng saw that he understood that without the help of the Zhenbei and Pingxi border defense camps and several county magistrates, Lu Xiao would not have been able to raise more than 400 million to ambush them.

Therefore, he said:

There's an old saying among the Zhou people: "Pick the softest persimmon to squeeze, just like the eagles and vultures on our grasslands always let the young and strong enjoy their prey first, and then it's the turn of the old, weak, and sick!"

"Among the counties of the Great Zhou bordering my Northern Hu, Yinyuan County is backed by mountains and is naturally protected by the mountain gods. Neither you nor I can cross the mountains to enter the heart of Yinyuan County. And Yuyang County has the treacherous Lu Xiao. So why don't we go to Yanhe County and catch them off guard!"

"Yanhe County also sent troops to help that treacherous Lu Xiao this time, so let's return the favor with a generous gift!"

As Mirohan listened to his subordinate's analysis, he gradually fell into deep thought.

Of the three commanderies in the northern lands of the Zhou people, Yinyuan Commandery was the easiest to defend and the hardest to attack. Therefore, it was almost never within their attack range. Yanhe Commandery was also rarely visited because it was relatively barren.

It is precisely because it is relatively barren that it is easier to grasp!

"After this meal, we'll head straight for Yanhe County tonight!"

Seeing that his king was showing interest, Helian Feng directly stuffed a roasted lamb leg into the other's hand, urging the king to eat it while it was hot.

"The mutton soup will be ready soon, Your Majesty, please have some to tide you over."

"Only when we are well-fed will we have the strength to storm into Yanhe County, slaughter the Zhou people, and avenge our fallen warriors!"

"At that time, all the men will be killed, and all the women will be taken, leaving the Zhou people with an empty wasteland!"

Upon hearing this, Mirohan gradually became excited.

He glanced at the warriors around him. Although the number had dwindled from two or three thousand when they first broke through the encirclement to just over a thousand, the grassland cavalry was still invincible!

Even with just over a thousand warriors, it would be enough to wipe out Yanhe County!

Suddenly, Helian Feng raised a finger to make a shushing gesture, put his hand behind his ear and listened intently, muttering:

"Your Majesty, I...I think I heard the sound of horses' hooves, about three thousand in number!"

Mirohan immediately tensed up:

"Three thousand? There shouldn't be any tribes around here with that many cavalry, right?"

"no."

At this moment, Helian Feng had already lay down completely, pressing his ears close to the ground to listen carefully.

Mirohan was so nervous that he was sweating profusely.

"How is it?"

"We've confirmed that around three thousand cavalry are heading this way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Helian Feng immediately jumped up and hurriedly urged:

"Your Majesty, these people are definitely not from any nearby tribes. Let's go!"

In an instant, the entire temporary camp was in complete chaos, with about a thousand Hu soldiers scrambling to mount their horses, their hearts filled with anxiety.

After mounting his horse, Mirohan arrived at a small hill. Following the direction Helian Feng pointed, he looked over and was shocked to see a black line rushing towards them at high speed.

"They are Zhou people!"

He cried out in alarm and hurriedly spurred his horse:

"Run!"

Rumbling--

The dull thud of hooves instantly echoed across the plains.

From an aerial view, one can see that the smaller herd of horses in front is running at full speed, while the larger herd behind is moving faster and faster, causing the distance between them to shrink rapidly.

In just a quarter of an hour or two, the two sides were only a hundred paces apart!

On horseback, Lu Xiao gazed at the fleeing Hu soldiers and shouted loudly:

"Milohan, you are destined to die!"

call out--

Amidst the whistling of arrows, a gleaming, mountain-shattering arrow shot out, piercing through dozens of Hu soldiers and striking one of them directly in the head, causing him to fall from his horse.

Mirohan was terrified by the sight, for the fallen tribesman was right beside him.

If it had been just a little off course, I would have been the one to die!

He disregarded everything else and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Helian Feng, let's break through together!"

"Helian Feng?"