"Greetings Regent, may the Regent live for ten thousand years!"

Chen Huaiyi, the Deputy Commander of the Three Armies, bowed to Chen Yuan, a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"Greetings Regent, may the Regent live for ten thousand years!"

"Greetings Regent, may the Regent live for ten thousand years!"

"Greetings Regent, may the Regent live for ten thousand years!"

Following closely behind, Yang Huatian, Jiang He, Wei Wuque, and many other strong individuals bowed in unison.

After them, the hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers shouted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens.

The sound waves stretched endlessly, sweeping nearly a hundred miles, and even the primordial energy of the heavens and earth trembled.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the figure standing in the sky, their eyes filled with awe, fanaticism, and excitement.

The Regent!

The best in the world!

Awe-inspiring in the human realm!

The massive phantom formed by Chen Yuan overlooked the entire army. When the voices gradually subsided, he slowly raised his palm and pointed towards the northern horizon. In an instant, the world fell silent, as if frozen in time.

In the world, there was only this one man.

"Northern Expedition!"

The thunderous voice resounded through heaven and earth.

There was no lingering sound, no superfluous words, and no stirring of morale. The morale was already at its peak.

All that was needed was a single command.

"Northern Expedition!"

Deputy Commander Chen Huaiyi turned around and proclaimed loudly.

"Northern Expedition!"

Wei Wuque, the King of Beiliang, said in a deep voice.

"Northern Expedition!"

"Northern Expedition!"

"Northern Expedition!"

As if venting the pent-up anger in their hearts, all the soldiers roared excitedly, their faces flushed red.

The soaring killing intent swept across the heavens and earth!

....

The mighty Northern Expedition war thus began.

The soldiers of each unit were well-ordered, divided into several branches, and then further subdivided into countless cavalry formations, quickly scattering across the northern grasslands. The goal of this battle was to completely defeat the barbarian tribes.

Not to exterminate them, but to ensure they wouldn't be able to raise their heads for centuries.

If viewed from high above, one could see a terrifying black torrent, shaking the human realm. Wherever it passed, everything was stained black. Hundreds of thousands of elite troops

and nearly a million laborers marched mightily towards the grasslands.

This was a battle worthy of being recorded in history books.

A battle comparable to the Northern Expedition of Emperor Chu a thousand years ago.

However, Chen Yuan concealed his presence and handed over the command of the Northern Expedition to Chen Huaiyi, Jiang He, and others, letting them control this great war.

After all, he was truly not good at such things.

Moreover, he had something more important to do, which was to find Huang Ji and kill him with one blow, not giving him a chance to escape.

......

......

The powerful Northern Expedition army vented all the pent-up anger and bloodthirsty thoughts on the tribes of the grasslands. To the Central Plains, they were heroes.

But to the grasslands, they were a disaster.

Countless tribes were annihilated, resources, women, all plundered, and death to those who refused to surrender.

Finally, some could no longer withstand the threat of death and extermination, abandoned their barbarian gods, and turned to the Central Plains, becoming guides for the Northern Expedition army, willing to be lackeys.

As a result, the Northern Expedition's several armies advanced very quickly. In just over a month, they had penetrated deep into the grasslands and begun to clash with the so-called royal clans.

There was never a shortage of those who feared death and clung to life in this world.

This was true of Dongying, and even more so of the grasslands.

When the wind was at their backs, they were fearless grassland warriors, the nightmare of the Liang and You borders. But when the wind was against them, they were just a group of slightly stronger ants.

Several Yangshen True Sovereigns, and even half-immortal experts, were stationed, resulting in almost complete annihilation and great victories all the way.

In the end, even the rear supplies could not keep up. Therefore, Deputy Commander Chen Huaiyi and several principals discussed and set a new tone.

Eat beef and mutton, and seize the resources of the grassland tribes.

Strengthen themselves on the road of the Northern Expedition.

And nearly a million warhorses and millions of cattle and sheep gathered together, grazing all the grasslands bare wherever they went, eating them to extinction. It was only a matter of time before oases turned into deserts.

But what did that have to do with them?

They couldn't starve themselves for the sake of the grasslands, could they?

They were not that noble.

When the grassland armies marched south into the Central Plains, they were even more ruthless, even eating people!

As the Northern Expedition army gradually tightened its grip, the three great royal courts finally could no longer endure this pressure of retreating step by step. In order to avoid fighting the Central Plains army,

they had no intention of fighting at all. They just let the royal departments under the jurisdiction of the royal court hinder the speed and progress of the Northern Expedition army, hoping to lengthen the battle line

and make them retreat without a fight.

After all, hundreds of thousands of elite troops, eating and drinking, consumed an astronomical amount of food and resources every day.

What they didn't expect was that this time, the Central Plains army would be so ruthless, killing, looting, burning, and plundering all available materials and resources for their own use.

What angered them even more was that, seeing the great disaster on the grasslands, the royal court was not strong enough, and many tribes betrayed the grasslands, betrayed the royal court, and surrendered to the Central Plains people,

acting as their vanguard, using an even more ruthless attitude to deal with their own people.

They looked like complete lackeys!

The khans of the three great royal courts were itching with anger, wishing they could eat their flesh, sleep on their skin, and drink their blood....

Deep in the grasslands.

Hundreds of thousands of elite troops from the royal court's main force gathered here, occupying a camp that stretched for over a hundred miles. They had almost retreated to the limit.

If they retreated further, they would have to eat snow on the snowy plains.

Therefore, forced into a desperate situation, they were not prepared to retreat any further. Some had already decided on a final battle, because they had already learned that the food in the snowy plains could not support the three great royal courts.

If they really retreated into it, without the Central Plains army, they would starve nine-tenths of their soldiers within a year.

This was a dead end.

At this time, the atmosphere within the entire grassland royal court had become extremely oppressive. Insane grassland elites, their eyes red, could be seen everywhere, killing their own people.

More people had despair in their eyes, as if they had already foreseen the future.

How could the Central Plains be so strong!

When they marched south in the past, they didn't think the Central Plains was that strong, otherwise they wouldn't have raided the borders every year and launched several southward wars in a few years.

As a result, now that the Central Plains was unified, the power it unleashed made them directly despair.

In the situation of confrontation between the north and south, it could actually produce nearly 500,000 elite troops and many strong individuals to launch the Northern Expedition, which was simply terrifying......

Now, the addition of many grassland tribes had made the Central Plains army even more powerful, with hundreds of thousands more auxiliary troops. They retreated again and again, and had almost dissipated their last strength.

Inside an extremely luxurious golden-topped tent.

Dozens of figures were sitting.

There were strong men wearing armor, priests with intricate headdresses, old men wearing golden robes, and young barbarian warriors with sinister eyes.

But without exception, their auras were not weak.

The lowest was at the Yuanshen level.

Among them, there were more than a handful of Yangshen True Sovereigns alone.

As for their identities, they were the most powerful forces that the three great royal courts could currently gather. The great khans of each royal court, as well as the great priests and great generals of each royal court, were all present.

The three khans each occupied one side, clearly demarcated.

After the fall of the barbarian god of the Gufeng Royal Court, the two great khans were evenly matched. It was a pity that not long after, the Gemu barbarian god and the Wufeng barbarian god fell.

They would naturally return to the same level.

Now, they could basically be considered equal.

The atmosphere inside the tent was a bit oppressive, with a sense of impending storm, pressing on everyone's shoulders, as if they were carrying a huge mountain.

And the source of their pressure naturally came from the Central Plains army.

The golden-robed khan's eyes swept across the audience, his eyes slightly heavy. If Wei Jinfeng were here, he would definitely be able to recognize his identity. It was the Gujin Royal Court khan, Wanyan Tianba, who had led hundreds of thousands of troops south to the Central Plains!

At that time, the Gujin Royal Court made a desperate move, totaling 700,000 troops to attack the Central Plains, breaking through Jianmen Pass and approaching the city of Liangzhou. What a mighty force, but it was stopped by Chen Yuan.

The means of the barbarian god were cut off, leading to a great defeat for the Northern Barbarians.

They lost their troops and generals, and even now, the Gujin Royal Court had not yet recovered its vitality. After that, there was another great war, which almost exhausted the Gujin Royal Court's foundation.

Although there were still some top-level powerhouses, the strength of the Gujin Royal Court was the weakest of the three great royal courts.

"Everyone, the Central Plains army is gradually pressing closer and closer, and is no longer giving us a way out. This khan believes that the only way to completely reverse the decline now is to fight."

Wanyan Tianba said in a deep voice.

"Khan Wanyan is saying it lightly, but now the Central Plains army, plus those traitors, has over a million soldiers and countless strong individuals. It is said that this Northern Expedition is personally commanded by King Yan.

The three barbarian gods have fallen, how can we stop his advance? A decisive battle... hehe.... In this khan's opinion, it's probably just sending us to our deaths." Yelv Ming, the khan of the Gumu Royal Court, said coldly.

The Gujin Royal Court advocated fighting, while the Gumu Royal Court advocated retreat.

There was no other reason. The Gumu Royal Court was located deep on the edge of the snowy plains, and was the tribe among the three great royal courts that was most adapted to the climate of the snowy plains. If they retreated into the snowy plains, it would be most advantageous to them.

"Retreating again and again, avoiding again and again, could it be that we are going to give this vast grassland to the Central Plains with both hands? In the future, how can my grassland warriors hold their heads up high?

Also, retreating into the grassland is easier said than done. My three great royal courts combined have millions of people. Can the grassland accommodate us? At that time, I'm afraid that in just one year's time,

the three great royal courts of the grassland will cease to exist." Wanyan Tianba said in a deep voice, glaring at Yelv Ming.

"This khan also sees it that way. My grassland people do not respect the heavens or fear the earth, and their strength can cover the sky. Since the Central Plains army has driven straight in, they have not dared to fight them.

If we retreat any further, where will the inheritance of my grassland be? Could it be that we really have to hide in the grassland forever? Even a thousand years ago.... we were never so timid.

It's just a battle, it's just a death, and this khan will definitely not retreat!" The khan of the Gufeng Royal Court smashed the table in front of him with one palm and shouted sternly.

His body was enveloped in a powerful fighting spirit.

"Well said."

Wanyan Tianba immediately agreed.

After all, he was a glorious figure for hundreds of years, and wherever his long knife pointed, he was invincible. Tens of thousands of miles of grassland all bowed down before him, and he even exerted pressure on the Central Plains.

He had suppressed the northern border of the Central Plains for a hundred years, not daring to move. He naturally had a heroic ambition in his heart.

There were those who feared death, but there were even more who did not fear death!

He would rather die standing than live kneeling.

"It's a pity that the Central Plains is unwilling to accept our submission, otherwise, we might be able to eliminate this great disaster." The great priest of the Gufeng Royal Court suddenly sighed softly.

If they had a choice, the grassland royal court could not necessarily bow their heads, but the other party simply did not give them a chance, not giving them a response at the beginning, stabilizing them.

Now, they were not even giving them a greeting, and were directly launching the Northern Expedition. If they had not retreated quickly, they would probably have died under the Central Plains iron hooves long ago.

"There is no need to mention this matter again. Chen Yuan is ruthless in character and cannot tolerate a grain of sand. He wants to achieve the achievements of Emperor Chu a thousand years ago, and he will inevitably take action against the grasslands.

We have no way out!"

Wanyan Tianba stared with his eyes wide open, staring at Yelv Ming.

"Well, let's wait for.... Tiankehan to come back before making a decision." Yelv Ming looked at the atmosphere inside the tent. Apart from some of the Gumu Royal Court's strong individuals who supported him,

the rest of the strong individuals believed that they had been forced into a desperate situation, were unwilling to retreat any further, and were prepared to fight the Central Plains army to the death.

"Tian..."

Wanyan Tianba was about to say that Tiankehan was not here now, so how could they hesitate because of this, but before he could finish speaking, an invisible pressure enveloped everyone.

The void inside the royal court tent also quickly cracked open, and a strong man with his upper body bare and his long hair braided into small braids slowly walked out of the void,

finally sitting at the head.

Everyone moved in unison, bowing and beating their chests, saying:

"Greetings Tiankehan!"

"Greetings Tiankehan!"

"Greetings..."

Tiankehan Huang Ji was the last reliance among the three great royal courts today, and was also a being that even the several barbarian gods were willing to submit to. Even after the great defeat in the Western Regions, he was still the existence they looked up to.

They did not dare to be disrespectful at all.

"This....”

The several khans present looked at each other, not daring to answer.

"What you said just now, this khan has heard it all." Huang Ji's eyes calmly swept across the crowd.

"This....”

The several khans present looked at each other, not daring to answer.

"What Wanyan Tianba said is not bad. My grassland barbarians are the god clan of heaven, and they are born to be the warriors who rule the grassland. Retreating is possible, but we cannot retreat again and again,

erasing the bloodiness of my grassland warriors."

Huang Ji stared at Yelv Ming and said lightly.

Yelv Ming instantly felt a pressure and quickly nodded, saying:

"What Tiankehan said is true. It is I.... who am short-sighted."

"No, what you said also makes some sense. This decisive battle has more losses than wins for the grassland, and the hope of winning is very small. It is very necessary to leave some seeds behind.

The grassland suffered a great disaster a thousand years ago, and it could make a comeback. Now that it is encountering the same thing as a thousand years ago, it can do the same. Heaven will not abandon my grassland lineage."

Huang Ji stood up, took a deep breath, and said in a condensed voice:

"This khan has decided to draw three thousand seeds with the most outstanding talents from the three great royal courts and let them retreat from the grassland and enter the snowy plains to hide their strength, waiting for the future.

As for the rest, we will prepare for war, gather all our strength, fight with our backs to the snow, and fight the Central Plains to the death!"

"Yes, we respectfully obey Tiankehan's order!"

"We respectfully obey Tiankehan's order!"