Soon, Cha Yuanzhen's orders were carried to the battlefield.

After several hours of fighting, the Hu cavalry not only suffered heavy casualties, but were also exhausted.

While such high-intensity combat may initially fill the body with energy, the accumulated fatigue will become increasingly severe over time.

not to mention.....

They were no match for them at all, and couldn't even launch an effective counterattack.

On the battlefield, a lowly soldier looked at the army horses ahead. He wiped the blood from his eyes, his dim gaze filled with despair, and a deep sense of powerlessness welled up within him.

He was covered in blood, but the blood did not come from the enemy on the other side; it came from his comrades.

In the previous battle, he carefully avoided the heavily armored cavalry, but was overtaken by a group of light cavalry. At a distance of a hundred paces, his companions were hit by the crossbow bolts that were fired at him.

These short crossbow bolts are like venomous snakes in the dark; they can suddenly shoot out from anywhere, making them virtually impossible to defend against.

Although the crossbow bolts are short, the arrows are still sharp. Once they hit the body, there is no way to remove them, and a lot of blood will flow out. Of course, the most important thing is the excruciating pain.

The excruciating pain was so intense that they couldn't even lift their knives.

At this moment, upon hearing the news of the retreat from the rear, a glimmer of light finally appeared in his dull eyes.

As a warrior of the Huma tribe, the idea of ​​retreat had almost never crossed his mind, but now, he desperately wanted to escape the battlefield.

Countless corpses lay scattered before him, their heads shattered, limbs mangled, brains splattered, and blood flowing freely. Drops of blood seeped into the soil, turning it a dark reddish-black color.

The intestines flowed out of the ruptured abdominal cavity, emitting a faint white vapor in the autumn sunlight.

The pool of blood, which had formed a deep pit, was mixed with bits of flesh from an unknown part of the body.

Those were left by those trampled by that iron cavalry.

The headless corpses lay on the ground in all sorts of bizarre positions, with many having their limbs twisted and turned.

The heads that occasionally fell off rolled on the ground, their blood-stained faces revealing lifeless, graying eyes.

The grass had lost its original color and was still entirely crimson.

This place has become a purgatory, a battlefield of carnage.

Although it was late autumn, the wind was already quite cold, bringing with it a strong, almost tangible smell of blood that pierced his nostrils, destroying his will to fight and gradually eroding his hope of survival.

He raised his weary head and looked at the enemy opposite him.

They seemed to have inexhaustible strength, still wielding knives, still raising guns, still shooting arrows, still killing.

"Retreat immediately!!"

A loud shout from behind jolted him out of his slump. He took a deep breath, quickly pulled on the reins, and spurred his horse to gallop backward.

At the same time, he shouted in a hoarse voice, "Retreat! Retreat!"

He was overjoyed at surviving such a close call, and his weary body seemed to be filled with renewed strength.

He kicked the horse's belly with all his might, hoping it would run faster and take him away from the battlefield, away from this hellish battlefield.

"Quick! Run! Horse!"

He uttered sobs, his hands trembling from exhaustion, almost losing his grip on the reins.

The warhorse was bleeding profusely and had several crossbow bolts stuck in its body, but it was running incredibly fast at this moment.

Just then, a cold voice came from afar.

"Release the arrows!"

His eyes narrowed, and he turned his head with difficulty to look behind him.

Then his face gradually lifted, and the last trace of light in his eyes disappeared.

In the sky, arrows rained down, blotting out the sun...

——

"Don't let them escape! Fire the arrows!" Huo Qubing roared.

The archers drew their bows and fired arrows, each one chilling the already demoralized and fleeing Hu cavalry to the bone!

Arrows rained down from the sky like a storm, flying wildly through the air.

The fearless Tiger and Leopard Cavalry and Beiwei Army soldiers, their faces covered in blood, had eyes that shone with an indomitable spirit to fight to the death, and they kept brandishing their blood-stained weapons.

Large numbers of Hu soldiers fell dead in the flowing pools of blood, while others charged forward with swords raised behind them. The sounds of fighting and the clash of weapons resounded throughout the heavens and the earth. The scene was one of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, a sight that sent chills down one's spine.

The fighting continued and did not stop despite the Hu cavalry's rout.

They are in pursuit!

As dusk fell, the grassland was plunged into darkness.

A horn sounded, then silence fell.

Qin Ze watched as Huo Qubing, Wei Qing, and Yue Fei rode up on horseback. The long battle had left them covered in blood and their hair and beards disheveled, but they still gripped their weapons tightly in their hands.

The three of them reached Qin Ze's side. Yue Fei, slightly out of breath, then spoke:

"My lord, the remaining troops of Hu Ma have fled back to the camp."

Qin Ze nodded slightly, looked into the distance, and said in a deep voice:

"That's enough for today. We've already killed quite a few of them. We'll fight again tomorrow!"

The three nodded, "Yes, my lord!"

——

Under the cover of night, bonfires had already been lit in the Northern Hu army camp.

In the blazing firelight, Cha Yuanzhen's face was deathly pale; the heat of the flames could no longer extinguish the growing chill in his heart.

A general with a face covered in blood was kneeling on one knee, reporting the battle situation to Cha Yuanzhen.

His eyes were lowered, and his voice trembled slightly.

"Your Majesty, according to incomplete statistics, all 50,000 shield-armored soldiers were killed in today's battle, with no survivors, and the archers are also few in number."

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