However, Jie Li Khan also held firmly onto Yin Mountain.

The Northern Border was bitterly cold.

Especially beneath this man-eating heavy snow, crossing the natural barrier of Yin Mountain was no easy task.

But the situation for Jie Li Khan was also unfavorable.

The Tang Army was attacking from all sides, and the pressure he was under was unimaginable. He couldn’t simply rely on a natural barrier to solve everything.

He could only continually mobilize troops to face the Tang Army.

Jie Li Khan never considered relaxing the strict defense of Shuofang, but the current situation forced him to make a choice.

If he didn’t mobilize troops, morale would undoubtedly waver.

By then, even if he could fend off the Tang Army, his so-called khan status might also come to an end.

But mobilizing troops—

inevitably meant he had to face the threat of the Gu Clan.

He could only gamble, bet that the Tang Army wouldn’t persistently pursue him.

Upon learning of this, Gu Quan did not hesitate at all. He immediately led the five thousand specially trained troops into action, targeting the Turkic granary in Bai Daochuan.

This journey was destined to be extremely perilous.

Only these specially trained soldiers might be able to accomplish it.

The crux of the matter was the thousand-mile raid and also bypassing Yin Mountain!

Even with Li Jing and others drawing Jie Li Khan’s attention on the frontline, the difficulties of this mission were still unimaginable.

And the most crucial aspect was—

Gu Quan still needed to ensure the soldiers’ combat readiness, as the granary was definitely heavily guarded!

Fortunately, the descendants of the Gu Clan were already experienced in such surprise attacks.

Especially Gu Quan.

Although, on the surface, everything was attributed to Gu Yan, in reality, all the details were under his control.

He was like an invisible guardian.

Silently serving as a bridge between the Gu Clan and the Great Tang.

Detour;

Constantly detouring.

Gu Quan didn’t want any conflicts with the Turkic army unless he could ensure no one was left alive. He could only keep detouring, leading the army to forge ahead steadfastly in the wind and snow, persistently moving toward the predetermined target.

Even Gu Yi couldn’t help but be amazed at the foundation Gu Yu had laid.

The insiders he had placed back then not only brought back much intelligence for Gu Quan but also provided him with very detailed maps.

This was Gu Quan’s biggest reliance in this battle.

This was the passing of strategies and aspirations from one generation to the next.

And it was precisely because of this that every one of these descendants had such firm spirits.

The Gu Clan needed to rise again loudly.

Now—it’s still not enough!

The Gu Clan, carrying the title of Champion Marquis of the Great Han, once convinced everyone in the world, and now they could achieve it again in this rising Great Tang Dynasty!

Four hundred miles!

Gu Quan detoured for a whole four hundred miles!

And it only took eight short days!

And this was not the limit; Gu Quan deliberately slowed the pace slightly to consider the combat readiness of his soldiers, otherwise, if pushed to the limit, it might have been achieved in six days!

The advantages of years of special training were fully revealed at this moment.

Though there were still some casualties.

Most of them withstood the raid over these hundreds of miles.

The twilight was as dark as ink, soaking every inch of Bai Daochuan’s land.

Gu Quan squinted his eyes, looking at the mountains of forage and the Turkic guards pacing back and forth in the distance, his throat involuntarily moved.

Beside him, Gu Yan and others held their breaths, the uncontrollable excitement flickering in their eyes like wolves catching a scent of blood.

Gu Quan instinctively tightened his grip on the horse lance in his hand, the iron weapon glinting coldly in the moonlight.

Just when he was about to swing the lance and give the order, Gu Yan suddenly raised his long spear high, the spear tassel rustling in the night wind: "Brother, it’s been many years since I’ve seen you use a spear."

His voice was low yet every word was heavy, carrying an undeniable stubbornness.

Gu Quan was shocked all over, his gaze fixed on that long spear—the spear’s shaft wrapped in worn deerskin, filled with battle scars, was precisely the same spear with which he had conquered the battlefield in the past.

Memories surged like a tide.

In a daze, he seemed to see again the scene where he charged with a spear leading his brothers following Li Shimin.

Though he had returned, everything was completely different now.

He understood Gu Yan’s thoughts.

Though his name might not have echoed throughout the world, he wanted the brothers now and the future descendants of the Gu Clan to remember him.

The world might not know, but the descendants of the Gu Clan needed to know.

Gu Quan suddenly smiled.

He unhesitatingly tossed the horse lance to Gu Yan, its shaft slicing through the night sky with a sharp whistle.

Gu Yan caught it securely and simultaneously handed over the long spear, completing some sort of sacred legacy in the moment their fingertips touched.

Gu Quan gripped the long spear, the familiar touch returning to his palm like a long-lost friend.

He took a deep breath, suddenly raised the long spear high, the spearhead pointing to the sky, letting out an earth-shattering roar: "Kill!!"

As this roar resounded.

The thousands of soldiers who had long been prepared behind him shouted in unison, charging toward Bai Daochuan like fierce tigers uncaged.

Iron hooves shattered the night, the sound of weapons clashing and the cries of battle instantly pierced the sky. ....

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