The halberd of Prince Qin cleaved down, saying, "The enmity of family and country must, of course, be avenged."

"But——"

The Fierce Tiger Sky Shouting Halberd struck heavily, the Great Khan relying on his troops and military position to surpass the army Li Guanyi currently commanded, forcibly blocking under the blessing of the military formation.

Prince Qin held the Fierce Tiger Sky Shouting Halberd with one hand.

He raised the other hand, pressing down on the body of the Fierce Tiger Sky Shouting Halberd as if pressing slowly downward, murderous aura surging, saying word by word: "Deal with them one by one."

"First, we must work together to resist external insults, then deal with the matter between me and Chen Dingye."

Yet there came the Gray Wolf Roar, Chen Wenmian had arrived, wielding the weapons in his hand, cutting off the rest of the generals’ support for the Great Khan, Li Guanyi suppressed the Great Khan, Chen Tianqi moved his wrist, and Chen Baxian’s weapon nearly spun and stabbed out.

Chen Baxian’s spear skills, Mountain Shattering.

General Xue’s spear skills, Wave-Rolling.

Returned to the battlefield after five hundred years, they two, back then, had quite a bit of friction, yet on the battlefield, they could still trust each other, and on this day, facing a great battle against the grasslands, it was yet another slaughter.

The divine weapon’s absolute skill, like an old friend’s smile.

The Great Khan finally couldn’t withstand the joint force of these two top ten divine generals of the world.

The Great Khan retreated.

His mouth corner with fresh blood, he looked at Li Guanyi over there, and said slowly: "I miscalculated..., what a pity, what a pity, I never thought you could truly let go of your hatred and come against me."

"In that case, I need not say anything to sow discord between you and Chen Dingye."

"Then, let’s fight to the death."

"Li Guanyi!"

The Great Khan stretched out his hand, wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and at this moment, he had a happy and heroic mindset - before the strategy began, he had already determined, if successful, he could strike the resolve to unify the Central Plains.

And now that he failed, even in failure, it was only death.

What difference does it make?

The world is turbulent, the chaotic times have come to this.

Even for him, he is not free...

But quickly, the Great Khan realized something was wrong, the supply from the rear suddenly slowed down, the rear troops surprisingly did not arrive as usual, unable to continue merging.

The Great Khan’s expression was grave, Chen Dingye smiled faintly:

"Hahaha, Great Khan, oh Great Khan, do you really think, this lonely king is striving with everything, just to take your life?!"

"Do you think, your life is really that precious?!"

The Great Khan’s heart sank.

For so many years of grievances, Chen Dingye with his own life, turning twenty thousand elites of Great Chen into a quagmire of flesh and blood, dragged the Great Khan to death here, forcing him to call for massive reinforcements, yet, at this moment, his reinforcements, clearly did not arrive.

Could it be that the intelligence has been intercepted again? 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

The young generals and the massive army, whom the Great Khan had high hopes for, had indeed received orders, knowing their Great Khan was chained by that poisonous dragon of Chen Country, with its own blood and flesh, pulling them tightly at the front, and they were anxious too.

They followed the Great Khan’s orders, sending troops, but this vast hundred thousand army, in front of a mere eight thousand, had to halt, the mother river of the plains flowing by.

The front eight thousand cavalry wore armor with tiger-like mottled marks.

In front of this mother river nurturing the plains for thousands of years stood an elder, the elder with a dignified bearing, wearing black armor, with a black cloak draping smoothly, the solemn black like a silent iron mountain.

A particularly long spear held sideways.

It actually intimidated the entire rear hundred thousand troops on the grasslands and those valiant generals, making them with a hundred thousand strong, not dare to step forward, they did not fear those eight thousand cavalry, a hundred thousand troops, with famous generals, how could a mere eight thousand stop them.

What truly deterred them was the man in front.

A gun, a person.

The gun named Silent Annihilation.

The man called, Military God.

The first divine general of the Central Plains, Jiang Su.

Participating in battle.