These ballads are desolate and bleak; the men of the prairie possess a bold and stubborn nature, yet at this moment, under the bright moonlit night, they are exiled, having lost their homeland, lost their past, and the grief in their hearts involuntarily resurfaces, extremely evident.

The entire camp is filled with an intense sorrow and anguish.

And a longing for the beautiful days of the past.

However, in such circumstances, longing for the good times of the past is spiritual suicide for a warrior.

The Great Khan identified the origin of the melody.

It comes from the direction of the eastern battlefield.

There, is Military God Jiang Su.

The Great Khan’s forehead vein bulged: "Jiang Su...shameless wretch!"

A commander who, even with cards in hand, would opt for more prudent strategies, the former Jiang Su, had been somewhat blinded by the invincible title of Military God.

But the Western Regions campaign ended in strategic defeat.

Broke the arrogance of General Jiang Su.

Yet it’s truly an ironic affair.

After losing the [Invincible Military God] mentality.

He instead returned to the most prudent, most formidable state of the Military God.

The Great Khan finally laughed heartily: "A fierce and ruthless Chen Wenmian, losing restraint and becoming the mightiest Military God, the most courageous of this era, Prince Qin Li Guanyi, Chen Tianqi the first Divine General of Chen Country a hundred and eighty years ago."

"For a farewell banquet, it’s indeed excellent."

As the moonlight gradually faded, the Great Khan initiated the campaign, dividing the army into several routes, he personally leading one; this time both the Great Khan and the Turkic iron cavalry embraced the resolve to die.

If they could successfully break through, then like their ancestors, they would roam in all directions, awaiting the possibility of resurgence.

If they failed.

It would merely mean death.

The prairie people, the Turks, do they lack the courage to face death?!

Thus ended, answering Longevity Heaven. As your children, riding, living, fiercely fighting across this vast land, we have not lost our valiant spirit.

In the end, there was no servile submission, no resorting to weakness.

With our blood, we irrigate the expansive prairie.

The Great Khan led his forces in breaking through, successfully piercing the original blockade.

This time from the flanks, charging into Qin Prince Li Guanyi’s Qilin Army, at the flanking position, the Great Khan had no interest in confronting the vile Military God Jiang Su directly, nor in engaging Li Guanyi at this moment.

He chose the position between Qin Prince’s army and Jiang Su’s army’s flank.

Weak defenses.

First charging Jiang Su’s army, then turning the troops, creating an arc.

Returning again. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Instead, traversing through Qin Prince’s Qilin Army’s units and exiting.

As he had anticipated, he almost effortlessly charged into Jiang Su’s flank, then turned, brushing off Ying Country’s famed general, and evading Chen Country’s last elite.

The Great Khan, through tactical maneuvers.

Forcefully created a thread of vitality within a circle of death.

Then exerting all efforts, tunneled through this thread of life!

And just as he led his forces out, an arrow sliced through the air, its piercing sound was almost despairing silver; the Great Khan’s expression turned solemn, raising his hand, sweeping his heavy spear to meet the arrow.

In an instant, the incessant sound of bows and arrows echoed.

On the camp’s sides and outskirts, suddenly appeared countless ambushers, all wielding arrows and mechanical crossbows; ahead, a young Divine General clothed in black armor and scarlet battle robe Civil and Military Sleeves lowered his war bow, night-like serenity in his eyes.

"Great Khan, Li Guanyi is here, waiting long."

"You, why come so late?"