From afar beneath the mountain peak, the cries of battle formed a continuous wave.
On the mountaintop was a blaze of fire.
Prince Zhenbei Xu Zhen stood behind Jiang Ning, no longer speaking.
He knew that Jiang Ning was still waiting, waiting for the second heir of the Northern Barbarian Royal Court, Ashina, to make a move, waiting for an opportunity for a total rebellion.
Just then, from the distant mountain peak, came a sudden urgent horn sound.
That was the order for the full assault of the Northern Barbarian army.
Following it, the call of orders arose one after the other from all directions of the mountain, with torches densely raised high and lit.
Like dragons of fire, they charged towards the base of the mountain.
The tribes that were initially still watching had no choice but to follow once they saw others charging out.
Because they knew, if the other tribes had already rushed out, staying here meant only death awaited them.
