"How did the Han army manage to reach the central granary?" Xubo Rong, who was ordered to remain as the ten thousand riders during the relocation of the camp, had personally set up the entire Northern Migration Hun Clan camp.

"Don't worry about that now. You go get our most elite cavalry, I'll go stop our young and strong men. Otherwise, if the provisions really get burned, we're done for!" Huyan Dada roared.

Xubo Rong knew there was no time to argue. He immediately mounted his horse, shouting an order. The Northern Huns soldiers, who were already dressed in leather armor and wrapped in sheepskin, all mounted their horses under his command.

These were the five thousand truly elite Hun cavalry left behind by Kun Wan's order, not the forcibly conscripted Hun elite cavalry but truly battle-hardened veterans.

"Kill!" Xubo Rong pulled the reins without saying much, directly charging towards the central granary. He understood the importance of formation more than any other Northern Hun.

So even though the granary was on fire, Xubo Rong forcibly arranged the formation before launching a charge towards the center of the camp.

The thunderous sound of hooves hitting the ground shook the surrounding snow with each step. The continuous sound of hooves merged into one, not avoiding any tents, directly charging towards the central granary.

"Not good!" Before Xubo Rong's cavalry arrived, Sheni Pei already felt the faint yet distinct rhythm of the earth's tremor, and immediately understood that there was still a truly elite cavalry within the Northern Huns' camp.

"Jiang Qi, how many are left?" Sheni Pei asked.

"More than twenty large granaries are left!" Jiang Qi tossed a can of tung oil on the flames without raising his head, then threw the torch on, followed by bags of shavings, finally managing to ignite the granary. Just like the Han army, the Northern Huns had also nurtured flammability!

"There's no time!" Sheni Pei's face was serious. He had to stop the Northern Huns here!

He had to make the Northern Huns watch their granaries being burned, only then could they proceed with the next step. Otherwise, if the Northern Huns broke through here, it would be a real question how many more Chen Jie could mobilize, prioritizing rescuing the granary.

"Zhao Rui, Xia Zhao, Yan Jing, come with me to face the enemy!" Sheni Pei took a deep breath, finally deciding to draw Deputy General Gao Lan to his side.

"Gao Lan, if you can't hold the northern defensive line, then remember, if you die, it would be like when our former lord caused defeat due to a mistake. Last time, it was the death of the former lord, and this time it will be the downfall of the Yuan Family of Hebei!" Sheni Pei shouted at the increasingly retreating Gao Lan after deploying Zhao Rui, Xia Zhao, and Yan Jing.

The moment the sound reached Gao Lan's ears, his eyes filled with guilt and regret. The ensuing distraction allowed a Northern Huns Qi Refining to Gang soldier to seize the opportunity and slash at Gao Lan's abdomen with a fierce blade.

Looking at the spots of blood on the snow, Gao Lan was filled with confusion. He was probably the weakest Inner Qi Separation. Immersed in the past, he was injured by a Qi Refining to Gang during a formation battle. If not for the armor stopping it for a moment and instinctively pulling away, he would have died there.

"For the Yuan Family?" Gao Lan murmured, guilt showing in his eyes.

Looking around at the retreating elite Yuan army, they shouldn't have been so weak. These elites were once capable of facing any opponent under Gao Lan, and now they were being beaten back by the Northern Huns' old and weak, it was his fault.

The Northern Huns Qi Refining to Gang, seeing the blood on his blade, even showed madness in his eyes. Even as a Qi Refining to Gang, he managed to injure an Inner Qi Separation General in a one-on-one fight.

This impossible event caused the Northern Huns generals, stuck at the Qi Refining to Gang Peak, to begin stepping forward.

"Have I really grown this weak?" Gao Lan sneered. He could feel the surging Inner Qi within his body, comparable to Zhang He, yet it felt like a membrane was binding him, preventing him from utilizing his strength.

"Prepare to die!" The Northern Huns Qi Refining to Gang was already glowing with a milky white radiance. Yet at that moment, a heavy crossbow bolt grazed Gao Lan's face, leaving a bloody trail, then shot directly into the eye of the Northern Huns officer.

"Gao Yuanbo, if you want to die, don't drag my soldiers with you!" Yuan Tan roared, jumping out from the tunnel. He was worried about the unfavorable situation, so he brought three thousand men here personally, only to witness this scene when he arrived. Gao Lan really was beyond help.

Gao Lan looked at Yuan Tan with guilt, and that look made Yuan Tan's heart sink. He suddenly understood why Gao Lan was acting like this. Both Gao Lan and Zhang He had come out of Guan Yu's shadow, whether through hatred or other means, they both moved on.

The power of a Breakthrough Level General speaks for itself, but to leave an indelible shadow on the mind of an Inner Qi Separation General with just one move is overthinking it. Those considered the essence of an empire, though momentarily subdued, cannot be oppressed for a lifetime.