With each strike, the opponent was torn to pieces, limbs and severed parts flying everywhere.

These Khitan cavalrymen then realized that they were no match for Huo Qubing and his men.

In just one encounter, the other side lost more than 2,000 men.

Xiao Yuanshan had already been hit by an arrow and fallen to the ground. Before he could get up, Huo Qubing's Silver Dragon Reverse Scale Spear pierced through his head.

Huo Qubing flicked his spear lightly, impaling Xiao Yuanshan on it: "Your commander is dead. Quickly dismount and surrender, or you will be killed without mercy."

When the Khitan cavalry behind them saw Xiao Yuanshan die in battle, they immediately panicked.

"The general is dead, retreat quickly."

"Get out of here immediately! The Xia cavalry is too strong; we are no match for them."

"Retreat, retreat quickly..."

"Everyone behind, don't block the way! Everyone, turn around at the dock and rush to the other side of Vulture Ridge. Don't block my way."

The cavalrymen in front turned their horses around and galloped away.

But the cavalry behind had no idea what was happening.

More and more cavalry charged in from behind.

At the pass of Vulture Ridge, those who were preparing to retreat and those who were rushing forward were crammed together.

The scene was completely blocked and chaotic.

The Khitan cavalry suffered countless casualties from trampling and horse-riding.

"Release the arrows..." Huo Qubing roared, "Shoot them to death!"

Take advantage of their weakness and kill them.

Take advantage of their confusion and shoot them all dead.

Soon, both heavy cavalry and light cavalry began to fire arrows.

Arrows rained down on the Khitan cavalry.