Although Huyan Dada had been hiding well, Gao Lan observed the Northern Huns' movements while fighting, gradually deducing the positions of the command personnel. Upon closer inspection, he identified Huyan Dada. In that instant, Gao Lan, without hesitating, channeled a large portion of his Inner Qi into his Long Spear and hurled it fiercely in Huyan Dada's direction.

The Throwing Spear, with a sharp whistle, flew directly toward Huyan Dada. Although half of the Inner Qi was extinguished mid-air, the remaining power still penetrated through Huyan Dada and the trusted aide protecting him.

"All soldiers, charge with me!" Gao Lan, having pierced Huyan Dada with a single spear, didn't announce the enemy general's death. He merely roared in fury as he led all the soldiers in a counterattack against the Northern Hun soldiers.

Having lost their Commander-in-chief, the Northern Huns still fought for survival, but without a command system, Gao Lan seized the opportunity to strike fiercely, killing nearly a thousand. They retreated about a hundred paces before the continuous reinforcements from their kin halted Gao Lan's advance.

However, at this time, Gao Lan, with overwhelming momentum, had completely suppressed the Hun People in this direction. Although their numbers dwindled to just over two thousand, they thoroughly suppressed the Northern Huns.

"Go, take five hundred men to protect our Lord!" Gao Lan turned and instructed Wang Mo. Wang Mo, with an expression of deep respect, immediately led five hundred men to protect Yuan Tan. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Before the Northern Huns in Gao Lan's direction could catch their breath as Wang Mo redirected part of the troops, Gao Lan launched another counterattack. This time, seizing the initiative, he rendered the Northern Huns, now without a command system, entirely unable to contest with Gao Lan.

Having participated in the largest war in today's world, Gao Lan's battlefield experience utterly crushed this group of Northern Huns who struggled to command even a thousand men. Though at a numerical disadvantage, Gao Lan firmly suppressed the counterattacks of these old and weak Huns.

"Crack!" A dull sound echoed as the roof of the largest grain warehouse of the Northern Huns collapsed. In that instant, all the Han Army soldiers turned back sharply, marking the countdown to the Hun People's demise as the roof came crashing down!

"No!" Countless Northern Huns screamed in despair, immediately followed by a more terrifying counterattack.

Yet at this moment, a long string of Hun language suddenly echoed from the Northern Huns Camp, fluently halting all of the Huns' counterattacks.

"Fellow brothers, attack the Han Camp with me! Our grain is depleted. Even if we break through the Han defense line, we will have no supplies. The only plan now is to seize the Han army's provisions while they are fully deployed! Soldiers, attack the Han Camp with me!" The long string of words resounded through the camp.

At that moment, the desperation enveloping the Northern Hun Clan, due to the annihilation of their grain warehouse, suddenly turned to hope!

Immediately, hundreds of thousands of Northern Huns turned and charged toward the Han Camp, covering an area of twenty-five hundred mu. Meanwhile, the Han Army seemed frantic, slashing at the North Huns in pursuit as if desperately trying to pull back the Northern Huns. Alas, stopping ten thousand was barely possible to hold a small area but stopping hundreds of thousands was wishful thinking.

Despite the Han Army tirelessly chasing the Northern Huns ahead, the Huns fought for survival, sprinting towards the Han Camp without a backward glance to face the Han forces.

Thus, the Han Army slaughtered no less than twenty thousand Northern Huns, but to their overwhelming numbers, it was akin to a drop in the bucket.

The distance between both camps was no more than five hundred meters. From the center of this camp to the center of the other, covered in just One Incense Stick's Time, the surging Northern Huns, nearly insane, couldn't even notice how vulnerable the Han Camp was.

Maybe some noticed, thinking the Han Army was fully deployed. Perhaps, at this point, the Northern Huns were in such chaos that no one could command them. All Hun Clan members crazily pursued those ahead.

Nobody realized the one who shouted "Hun People" had already left their ranks, nor did anyone know the Han Camp didn't contain as much grain as the Huns expected.

There would be no one to tell the Huns that this twenty-five hundred mu Han Camp was a grave prepared for them. After the hundreds of thousands of Northern Huns charged into the camp, a colossal firework exploded in the sky, followed by thousands of Han soldiers emerging from the camp's underbrush.

In that moment, many Northern Huns realized they had been duped, but they couldn't fathom what strategy could eliminate tens of thousands of Kunlun Deity Descendants, and in the next instant, they understood. But it was already too late, and they were finished!

Suddenly, over a thousand points of fire erupted across this twenty-five hundred mu camp. Unlike the Northern Huns' specially nurtured fireproof materials, all the Han Camp's wooden boards were flammable. Despite repeated warnings over the past few days, fires still broke out.

Thus, as thousands of fire points appeared, the camp's fate was sealed. A multitude of tung oil shavings, along with countless suspended pinewood boards, ignited rapidly. Immediately, the tung oil network buried between the boards was triggered, and the flames spread along the tung oil paths.

Simultaneously, gales came from both north and south, fanning the flames. The originally ferocious flames surged into enormous fire serpents, forming massive fire tornadoes due to the air currents.

"Everyone, block the exits!" In mere breaths, the camp spanning thousands of mu ignited simultaneously. Sheni Pei, standing atop the walls, ordered all soldiers. Under the efforts of over ten thousand, the ten-zhang-wide opening was quickly sealed.

At the instant the fire ignited, countless Northern Huns frantically ran toward the perimeter, many getting trampled immediately. However, the spreading oil paths drove the tongues of flame to the camp's center within a short time, and the originally frenzied Northern Huns descended into utter madness.

Yet regardless of the madness, it couldn't withstand the blaze covering over two thousand mu, with combustible materials laid two feet thick.

"The history of the Northern Huns can come to a halt here." Sheni Pei stood on the walls watching the shadows running and falling amidst the flames, speaking of the Northern Hun soldiers.

"Did we really live on such a camp before?" Yuan Tan, shocked by the sight of the entire camp ablaze within a few breaths, spoke.

"If it weren't our camp, how could it have been arranged to burn so easily?" Sheni Pei glanced at the distant flames, feeling less cold from the rolling heat waves.

"Weren't you afraid we'd burn to death?" Yuan Tan said in terror.

"Didn't I repeatedly order not to play with fire?" Sheni Pei laughed, and at that moment, Jii Ling, Gao Lan, and other generals felt a chill on their backs.

"It's truly our ancestors' blessing that I wasn't burned to death." Yuan Tan expressed wistfully.

"No need to watch any further. Besides the possibly few remaining tribes inside the camp, no other Northern Huns would survive our camp. Quelling any remaining flames will allow us to rest here for a day before proceeding," Sheni Pei said coldly.

"So, have the two hundred-year-long disputes between Han and Hun People come to an end?" Yuan Tan watched the shadowy figures running and falling at times amid the flames, hearing the screams, and felt how unpredictable the world could be.

"Indeed, the Han and Hun dynasties' enmity, stretching from Pre-Qin over several hundred years and impacting dozens of generations, has concluded. We have triumphed. My Lord, please order to clear out the Northern Huns Camp, eliminate thoroughly, leave none behind." Sheni Pei slowly began speaking.

"Jiangh Qi, Wang Mo, Zhu Han, Liu Yuu, the four of you, each lead two thousand men to clear the Northern Huns Camp. Make sure to give each corpse two additional cuts, leaving no survivors." Yuan Tan ordered calmly, and with this order, the era of the indomitable Northern Huns was entirely swept into history.