"How is it?" Xu Haifeng's large hand stroked the shiny fur on Wuyun's neck, asking casually.

  Lü Yang's face fell as he let out a bitter laugh, saying: "It's no good. There are 200 cavalrymen blocking the main road ahead, and I've also received intel that all the roads have Hunnu scouts lurking in the shadows. They've completely cut off our connection to the northern camp."

  Lin Yixing sneered coldly: "Lü Menzhu, aren't you one of the Six Extremes of the North? How can't you even find a road?"

  He glared at him fiercely, but Lü Yang was too cunning and didn't take his words to heart. The two families had been sworn enemies for many years, and whenever they met, they would fight to the death. However, due to the current situation, they were forced to fight side by side, but in their hearts, they still felt a deep-seated hatred towards each other, thinking that every word and action of the other was despicable.

  If it weren't for the presence of Master Huihai Feng, this unattainable and lofty master, they would have already begun their internal struggle.

  Xu Haifeng sighed, people in the martial arts world, although their martial arts skills are high, but they are arrogant and unruly, wanting to make them obey orders like ordinary soldiers is a thousand times difficult. If it were a general with insufficient martial arts prestige, he would not be able to suppress these two top-notch experts.

  At this moment, he deeply missed Jiang Gongming.

  Chiang's military advisor was extremely fair in his evaluation of the Jianghu figures, and only by using both kindness and authority could he win their hearts. If he were present, he would surely be able to see through their thoughts and come up with a clever strategy that would make them surrender willingly.

  It was only when he was about to leave that he told him the fact that he had lost his blood supplement with wine, and it is estimated that he was quite angry at this time.

  At this thought, a faintly complacent smile appeared at the corner of Xu Haifeng's mouth.

  "This old man's reputation as one of the Six Absolutes of the Northern Lands is indeed exaggerated." Lü Yang said with a faint smile.

  Lin Yixing blinked his eyes, and unexpectedly suspected that his ears had heard it wrong. Even Xu Haifeng turned his head around, smiling ambiguously at Lü Yangming.

  "In fact, Beidi had only three ultimate experts, and compared to them, I was simply unable to hold a candle."

  "Which three people?" Lin Yixing filtered through the six extremes in his heart, but they each had their own strengths and no one could surpass the others, with a stable advantage.

  Seeing his bewildered expression, Lü Yangming felt a great sense of relief and burst out laughing loudly: "The three uniques of the Northern Land are indeed Taiyi True Person, Li Yanbo Great Ancestor, and Xu Great Ancestor."

  Xu Haifeng was suddenly speechless and lost his smile, it turned out that he had taken a clever move, and what he said was actually about these few people.

  It's common knowledge that the number of Grandmasters is almost like a divine existence for most warriors. Even if Ren Lin Ye Xing racked his brains, he would never have guessed that the ones being referred to were these few Grandmaster experts.

  As expected, Lin Yixing's face turned iron-green instantly, his mouth twitched and he barely squeezed out a few words: "I've learned my lesson."

  "Alright, we're all friends on the same boat. This trip to the north is fraught with danger. If we can't work together, it's better for me to go alone." There was a hint of irritation and blame in Xu Haifeng's tone.

  They exchanged a glance, then looked away, reluctantly responding with a "yes".

  "Lü Meng, you're most familiar with the north. What do you think is best?" Xú Hǎi Fēng knew that these few words could only temporarily restrain them, and truly resolving the grudges between them would be no easy task. It seemed that it would have to be left for Jiǎng Kǒng Míng to worry about later.

  Lyu Yang hesitated for a moment, then said: "Since the main road is blocked, we can only choose a remote and narrow path to detour. With just three of us, as long as we are careful in our actions, we should be able to avoid their attention."

  Xu Haifeng's gaze turned to Lin Yixing, who slowly nodded. After all, this matter was closely related to his own life and death. Although Lin Yixing couldn't stand Lü Yangming, that old fox, he wouldn't make things difficult for his own life.

  "Hmm..." Xu Haifeng pondered for a moment, recalling the words of warning Jiang Kongming had given him on the eve of his departure. Suddenly, he had an idea and smiled brightly, saying: "Why bother with such trouble? I have a proposal instead."

  Both of them looked puzzled at the same time, and Lin Yixing asked: "What does Master Xu plan to do?"

  Xu Haifeng pointed at the continent in front of him, smiling silently.

  Lyu Yang's face changed color and he exclaimed: "Break through the pass?"

  Xu Haifeng burst out laughing: "The master of the Lyu family is indeed bold and ambitious, unexpectedly thinking along the same lines as me."

  Lyu Yang smiled awkwardly and exchanged a big-eyed stare with Lin Yixing, both of them looking at each other in dismay. No matter how hard they racked their brains, they couldn't have guessed that Xu Haifeng's plan was so bold.

  "Cough, cough." After a slight cough, Lü Yangming murmured: "There are just the three of us, going to make it through or... that..."

  He couldn't say another word, and glared at Lin Yixing, who hesitated for a moment before acknowledging his companion's suggestion for the first time: "Permit me to speak, Master Xu. The Xiongnu forces are too strong; if we charge in like this, I fear we'll only be sending ourselves to our deaths."

  Although he was also a top-notch expert, when facing hundreds of Xiongnu people with notorious names and fine equipment, he could only retreat.

  Xu Haifeng sighed inwardly. If Lin Muh had been here, he would have agreed without hesitation, but the two of them seemed much calmer.

  The more they mixed in the martial arts world, the older they got, and the smaller their guts became. This saying is indeed reasonable. The two of them, whether it was their martial skills or experience, were not something that Lin Mu could look up to, but they had lost the courage that a martial artist should be most proud of.

  A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger; I think back and realize that I was once just like that too.

  Thinking thrice before acting is indeed very good, but sometimes thinking too much can cause one to miss a good opportunity, which is regrettable.

  "The enemy is no more than two hundred, and the two of you are both first-rate warriors. Counting me in, it may not be possible to annihilate them completely, but retreating with our whole body intact would be as easy as turning over one's hand. You are all heroes of your generation, why do you become timid and fearful when facing the enemy?"

  The faces of the two men changed simultaneously, and if this crime of cowardice in the face of the enemy were to be pinned on their heads, then not only they, but even their disciples would never dare to lift their heads again.

  Lü Yang took a deep breath and said solemnly, "General Xu, I am over sixty years old. Even if I were to die this very moment, it would not be considered an untimely death. Let alone the fact that there are only two hundred men ahead, even if there were two thousand or twenty thousand, I would not bat an eyelid. However, on this trip north, our goal is to deliver a decisive victory for you, and this battle is of great importance, leaving no room for error. If we were to recklessly charge out today, startling the enemy and alerting the Xiongnu people, who might then send troops to intercept us, even if we managed to fight our way out of the encirclement, it would still be a waste of energy. And if we were to fail because of this, both you and I would be held accountable for our failure."

  Lin Yixing gave him a strange look, half believing and half doubting his words, but finally responded: "Master Lü's words are reasonable, please think thrice, Master Xu."

  Looking at Lü Yang's name, Xu Haifeng also felt quite surprised. His words were not evasive, but rather sincere and heartfelt from start to finish. He couldn't help but add three points of goodwill towards him. He nodded slightly, his eyes looking forward to the official road, and said loudly: "Do you realize? I, Xu Haifeng, have arrived."

  On the official road, there are few pedestrians, far from the bustling scene of the past.

  Several Xiongnu officers and soldiers sat in front of a gate made of wooden stakes, shouting loudly.

  "What bad luck! Being sent to this godforsaken place to guard a wooden stake, I really don't know what those above are thinking." A young Xiongnu soldier grumbled.

  "Alright, the thoughts of grown-ups are not something you can comprehend. Be careful, don't let your eyes wander to the past, or else you'll be waiting for a beheading." The tall man beside him shouted loudly.

  The soldiers next to him burst out laughing at the same time. The captain was the lowest-ranking officer, and most of them didn't have any airs. The Huns were born bold and unrestrained, and most of them could get along with their subordinates in a lively manner. Only by being as close as brothers can they exert their greatest combat effectiveness on the battlefield.

  "Captain, someone's coming," a soldier shouted loudly.

  Everyone looked up and saw three riders galloping towards the checkpoint in a big way.

  The man who was over ten feet tall raised his arm to cover his eyes, blocking out the dazzling sunlight. As he made out the appearance and demeanor of the horseman, a strange sense of tension arose in his heart.

  At the front of the horse, a young man in his early twenties sat with a faint smile on his face, making people involuntarily feel reverence.

  At that moment, a chill ran down his spine as he wondered how he could suddenly have such feelings for a Han person.

  "Good horse..."

  A loud shout came from behind him, his face changed color, he clasped his hands behind his back and turned around, saying: "Sir."

  The newcomer wore a uniform with a hundred stripes on it, and was none other than the direct superior of these two soldiers.

  He made no attempt to conceal the greed in his eyes as he walked up to the black horse with not a single white hair on its body, making soft clicking noises.

  A pair of eyes stared at the horse, just like a hungry gourmet who had been starving for seven days and seven nights saw the most sumptuous food in the world, unable to move his eyeballs.

  "Leave the horse behind and you can go." He said directly without even lifting his head.

  Xu Haifeng was both amused and impressed, the Xiongnu people loved their horses like their lives, and indeed the reputation was not in vain.

  "Leave the horse behind, it's not difficult, but I'm afraid..." Xǔ Hǎifēng deliberately paused for a moment.

  That hundred-year-old man furrowed his brow, finally willing to lift his head. He looked at Xu Haifeng and said impatiently: "What's the fear? Rambling on and on, isn't it a matter of life and death?"

  Xu Haifeng's smile grew thicker in his eyes, and he burst out laughing, saying: "I'm afraid you can't tame this fierce horse."

  Hearing someone insult him like that, a murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the hundred people. He sneered and said: "Originally I still wanted to spare your lives, but who knew you were eager to die, let me fulfill...".

  He said this, a look of doubt suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he carefully scrutinized Xu Haifeng's face, muttering to himself: "Who are you? Why do you look so familiar?"

  Lyu Yang sneered coldly behind Xu Haifeng's back and said, "Think carefully, idiot."

  He spoke these words in the language of the Huns, and everyone heard them. When they heard someone insulting their superior, all the Huns were furious, the sound of clanging was incessant, and they drew out their horse knives one after another, waiting for the superior's order to chop this person into minced meat.

  Who would have thought that the hundred-year-old man, instead of flying into a rage, looked at his enemy with a shocked expression. He pointed at Xu Haifeng, his lips trembling and almost stiff, and called out in a strained voice: "Xu... Hai... Feng..."

  PS: I saw someone in the book review section say that to restore the function of blood wine, he fainted. He only lost the ability to use wine to supplement blood, not the characteristics of blood wine. What else can be restored?

  There are friends who want me to speed up, to be honest, I re-released the old book just for signing a contract. According to the editor's requirements, there can be at most one update of 2,000 words per day, and I have already increased it to 3,000 words. It's really impossible to go any faster. The heavens are hard to get a chance to sign a contract, please sympathize with me. Don't rush in the book reviews anymore.

  In addition, I highly recommend "Moonlight Night" again, go take a look, it's pretty good. It's not easy for newcomers to write...

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