Endless plains were suddenly flooded with countless troops.

  After confronting each other for more than a month, both the Caesarians and the Optimates had accumulated enough strength.

  Coincidentally, without any prelude, they almost simultaneously chose today as the day for a decisive battle.

  In the south, the Han army was deployed in batches. On the east side were the 500,000-strong Wolf Army led by Wang Honghan and the Yellow Dragon Army led by Liu Zhengmin.

  Up to now, whether it is Wang Honghan or Liu Zhengyun.

  They were promoted from deputy to chief under the appointment of Emperor Liu Zhengting and took up the position of Grand Marshal of the two major legions.

  These one hundred thousand allied troops were all elite soldiers and powerful generals of the Great Han army. They stood tall against the wind, with an air of grandeur.

  On the west side, the golden eagle flag embroidered with the eagle spreading its wings and flying was fluttering in the wind, and the 80,000-strong Tianying Army under Zhang Jinzhong's command had long been waiting in formation.

  In the center, unexpectedly, the ones who were holding their ground were actually the one million private soldiers of the Cheng family.

  Whether it's fame, morale or combat effectiveness, they should be the weakest link in Gu Dao Yan's hands. However, Gu Dao Yan chose them to undertake the most difficult task of central defense.

  This choice has left even their own people baffled, let alone their enemies.

  In the rear of the Han army's camp stood a high tower several zhang tall.

  On the high tower, ten zhang long and wide, Gu Dao and other high-ranking generals are all here, looking out at the battlefield, pointing to the mountains and rivers.

  Opposite them were the tens of thousands of soldiers gathered from the Golden Wolf Army, the Flying Horse Corps and the four tribes of Xianbei, Di, Jie and Qiang.

  The hundred thousand strong Golden Wolf Army stood proudly, occupying the central position with an air of superiority. They were the most formidable army on the continent, their name known throughout the land and their power striking fear into the hearts of all, thus they undisputedly became the vanguard of the Xiongnu people.

  On the east side, facing off against the 100,000-strong allied army of Huang Long and Cang Lang were the prairie tribes' united forces. Apart from the four major ethnic groups, there was also a reserve force of 10,000 Xiongnu cavalry.

  In the battle of North Border, the Red Ocean has indeed lost more than half of its strength and suffered the most severe blow in history. However, the four northern tribes did not fare well either. Except for the Di tribe, which had preserved its strength under the leadership of Lao Jian, the other three tribes were also severely damaged. The army of 100,000 was now reduced to only 70,000.

  However, on the plains, it is precisely where cavalry can exert its greatest advantage. With 80,000 against 100,000, although slightly outnumbered, they are not necessarily at a disadvantage.

  In the west, facing off against the 80,000-strong Heavenly Eagle Legion were the 50,000 elite soldiers of the Flying Horse Legion and 10,000 Xiongnu reserve troops.

  At 60,000 against 80,000, similarly at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.

  Apart from the Central Army, the two major forces have roughly equal numbers, while the Left and Right Armies, as well as the Han army, all have an absolute advantage in terms of numbers.

  The number of Xiongnu has always been the greatest pain in the hearts of generations of chanyus.

  Even at their peak, their regular army never exceeded three million.

  In the battle of North Border, both the Golden Wolf Army and the Flying Horse Legion lost nearly 20,000 elite soldiers. They drew robust men from the reserve forces within their tribe to replenish their previous losses.

  Reorganize and assemble 20,000 reserve troops to follow the army.

  This was already the largest force that the Xiongnu could mobilize.

  The more places they occupied in the north, the more their manpower was insufficient. Although some surrendered Han officials were reinstated, their loyalty was yet to be tested, and it was necessary to leave a certain number of troops to garrison them.

  In their old home, a garrison must also be left behind to deal with any possible contingencies.

  The Xiongnu were able to gather an army of over 150,000 on a single battlefield, which can be described as "pouring out like a swarm".

  It's fortunate that it is such a vast and boundless plain, able to accommodate such an unprecedented multitude.

  This is also the biggest reason why both sides chose this place as the final battlefield without prior agreement.

  One after another bugle call, wave after wave of drumbeat.

  The troops marched in columns like countless giant dragons with various colors, winding and twisting on the emerald green plain.

  In the Jinwu Army, Hami and Ci were staring at each other from a distance, their faces solemn.

  "Imperial teacher, has the ancient Daoist gone mad?"

  The interrogator was the Xiongnu's Modu Chanyu, who was perplexed by Gu Dao's deployment of the silently famous 100,000 private soldiers from the Cheng family in the central position.

  Everyone knows that the combat effectiveness of private soldiers is far from comparable to that of regular troops. Even if they are powerful, can they be more powerful than the Empire's three major legions?

  Hamidi sneered coldly: "I don't know what kind of medicine is being sold in the gourd of Gu Dao." He took a deep breath, and his voice actually carried a hint of admiration:

  "However, twenty years ago, I had a run-in with him in the Northern Territory. He was both cautious and daring at the same time. Hmph... apart from one person, I've never seen a general like that before. So I also can't explain why he's doing this, and I don't even dare to confirm whether he's just pretending to be mysterious."

  Twenty years ago, the Xiongnu launched a large-scale invasion southward, raiding and invading our borders.

  The Red Ocean and the Wolf Legion were besieged, gradually becoming unable to hold on. Gu Dao Xiao was ordered to lead troops to support them. The Sky Eagle Legion marched north to resist the enemy and clashed with the 50,000-strong Golden Wolf Army led by Ha Mi Ci several times, ultimately returning with a small victory.

  This was the only defeat in Hami's life, how could he forget it?

  "Is there someone else? Who is it?"

  Modu seemed curious and asked.

  "Jiang Gongming..."

  The name that had been worrying him for a long time slowly came out of Hami's mouth.

  The Battle of Taiyuan was a decisive battle that determined the fate of Central Plains, but he was trapped in Wollongong City and could not attend in person. He didn't know if it was a kind of luck or a deep regret.

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  Ten miles away from the main battlefield, a group of men in gaudy clothes and with faces painted in five colors were sitting idly on the ground.

  "We come to help them fight, but they guard against us like a thief. Hmph..."

  Xu Haifeng's smile paused for a moment, although he didn't say it to Geng Yangming, but just by looking at how he changed his appearance and was unwilling to reveal his true identity openly, one could tell that there must be a reason behind it.

  Geng Yangyuan also guessed a few points, and was very cooperative along the way. Even when facing the envoys sent by Gu Dao, he pretended to be deaf and dumb, with everything being handled by Xu Haifeng.

  However, as he gazed out at the three thousand infantrymen stationed in front of him, his heart was burning with a suppressed anger.

  In front of them, the three thousand private soldiers formed by the Southern aristocratic families were waiting in a tight array.

  Although they were on the same level, it seemed to be a defense against the Huns on the surface. However, Gongyang saw at a glance that what these people were defending against was this group of fake barbarian soldiers themselves.

  In his heart, no matter what kind of calculation Xu Haifeng had, he was helping the Han people.

  However, Gu Dao's actions left him greatly disappointed.

  He was a man of great authority among the barbarians, and his prestige was rarely matched. He had never been treated this way before, so he was naturally unhappy.

  "Cough..."

  He lightly coughed, and for some reason, Xu Haifeng also developed this habit, before speaking, he would first cough to indicate that he had something to say.

  Gēng Yáng's head indeed turned around, staring at Xǔ Hǎi Fēng.

  "Brother Gongyang, the great war is about to begin." As if aimlessly, Xu Haifeng said lightly.

  "That's right."

  Xu Haifeng's voice suddenly became stern: "Alright, Gēng Yáng, listen up."

  Geng Yang was taken aback, never expecting that with the outbreak of war, Xu Haifeng would immediately change into a different person, even his title changed. He too was a man of great talent and immediately understood what was happening.

  In times of war, where did so many complicated formalities come from? The distinction between superiors and inferiors is even more strict and stern. How can we still call each other brothers?

  He was not only not annoyed, but also had a hint of comfort in his heart, this is the kind of person who can do great things.

  Ke Yun's expression turned serious and he said loudly: "In..."

  "When the battle breaks out later, as soon as the Black Flag Army makes a move, you will lead your tribesmen and the baggage to retreat from the battlefield, no mistakes are allowed."

  "Hmm? Is..."

  As for this order, Gongyang was perplexed and bewildered, but he only lost his spirit for a moment before immediately making the decision to obey the command.

  In this battle, he was not the commander-in-chief, and his own three hundred tribesmen were not the main force in combat.

  Only three hundred people in this kind of military battle with tens of thousands, I'm afraid not even a splash of water can be splashed. Rather than that, it's better to obey orders and temporarily become a turtle with its head shrunk in.

  Moreover, in his heart, there was still a little doubt, not knowing how far Xu Haifeng could go in this war, that was the biggest basis for him to decide whether to advance or retreat.

  If the Black Flag Army were to be defeated in this war, all of Xu Haifeng's promises would become empty words, and there would no longer be any opportunity for them to come true.

  Xu Haifeng smiled slightly, and he naturally understood the hesitation in Gongyang's heart. However, after today, he could be certain that the barbarian tribe would become one of the most loyal troops in his army.

  Because they will meet a brand new Black Flag Army, a truly invincible Black Flag Army.

  "Lin Jiahui..."

  "In..."

  He looked at him deeply and asked:

  "Do you remember your mission?"

  "My lord can rest assured, I swear to die rather than disappoint your expectations."

  Knitting his brow, Xu Haifeng said discontentedly:

  "What I want is a living Lin Jiahui, a Lin Jiahui who can complete the tasks I assign to him, not a dead man."

  Lin Jiahui's face flushed with a layer of redness, he said loudly: "Yes, sir, I will definitely not disappoint your expectations."

  He patted his shoulder and turned to Li Guanying who was standing still beside him, "General Li, you're the same too..."

  "It is..." Li Guanying bowed deeply: "I will definitely do my best."

  Xu Haifeng's gaze was fixed on this handsome face, and he said slowly: "If you can win the battle today, I will let you be in charge of sweeping away the enemy in the north - what do you say?"

  Li Guanying suddenly lifted his head, and he exchanged a glance with Xu Haifeng for a moment. The astonishment in his eyes turned into hesitation, and finally, an endless fighting spirit gradually surged up. He said softly: "Thank you, sir."

  Xu Haifeng's mouth corners held a hint of a smile, his gaze shifted onto Liu Junshu's body.

  The latter nodded slightly to him, although he didn't say a word, but that firm gaze had already given Xu Haifeng the best answer.

  "War is coming."

  Xu Haifeng slowly said, he raised his hand and waved, more than 300 people immediately followed him to retreat backwards. In the rear was a low mountain, one of the few highlands in Taiyuan.

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