Then, the warhorse carrying the headless corpse galloped away, running farther and farther until it collapsed with a crash, its blood staining the grass red.

Huyan Qimai's surrounding officials and guards were dumbfounded, their legs trembling.

They never imagined that the head of the household would be physically executed by a monk leading a group of people who stormed in.

Oh my god, run!

By the time they came to their senses and tried to run away, the elite 1,300 battalion had slaughtered the Xiongnu near the highlands like cutting melons and vegetables.

When the Xiongnu commander of a thousand cavalry who led his troops back to reinforce arrived, he was also stunned.

The head of the household is gone, and all those around him are gone. What should he do?

Just then, Yao Guangxiao swung his dagger again, and the flagpole of the wolf flag, as big as a bowl, was chopped down with one stroke.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

The banner fell to the ground, and three thousand soldiers came over, tore it down, and wrapped it around Huyan Qimai's head!

"Your leader is dead, your banner has fallen, why don't you surrender now?"

Yao Guangxiao immediately ordered the three thousand soldiers to roar in unison.

Upon hearing the sound, the Xiongnu cavalrymen, who were fighting desperately, all turned around and found that the flag was indeed gone.

"The flag has been cut down, and the head of the household is gone!"

Like a virus spreading, the news quickly spread among the Xiongnu cavalry.

Their tense nerves and tenacious fighting spirit completely collapsed at this moment!

"We've lost, let's retreat!"

Immediately, the remaining tens of thousands of Xiongnu cavalry on the battlefield turned around and retreated.

"The power of this demonic monk is terrifying!"

Standing atop the city wall, Liu Wei saw the collapse of the Xiongnu wolf banner from afar and couldn't help but sigh.

With such capable subordinates, how can we not destroy the Xiongnu and bring back the four commanderies of Yunzhong?