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At a command, the city gates opened, and the Mongol cavalry marched out in an orderly fashion.
Inside the city walls, the siege engines continued to hurl boulders. Although the Tu Yuan army was already in disarray, this time they had mobilized their entire force, and their troops were densely packed, so even a retreat would take some time.
Moreover, the constant barrage of boulders and iron-feathered arrows greatly slowed them down.
Furthermore, the formation was in disarray, and morale was completely broken. Everyone was panicked, and the retreat was chaotic. Countless people were trampled by their own comrades and stuck on the road.
In contrast, the Mongol cavalry was well-organized and assembled. They had long been prepared for this battle, and everything was in accordance with their plan.
As soon as Tu Yuan's army is defeated, they will mobilize and begin the pursuit.
Time passed, and the Mongol cavalry began their pursuit of Tu Yuan's army.
Of course, at this point, the war siege engines and triple-bow ballistae should be fired at the furthest point, otherwise they will injure their own men.
The Mongol cavalry didn't need to pursue too quickly; they just needed to keep putting pressure on the Tuyuan army.
Huge rocks fell from the sky, and iron-feathered arrows shot down. On the ground, an endless stream of iron cavalry emerged. At this moment, the fleeing Tu Yuan army was truly terrified, their faces pale with panic, wishing they had more legs!
The heavy cavalry had already escaped range, and the light cavalry were also about to flee the battlefield.
But the infantrymen who had been pulling the equipment, those who had charged ahead, were now completely unable to escape in time.
There are as many as seventy or eighty thousand of them!
In addition, there were many wounded soldiers who were burned by the flames and injured by falling boulders; the number of these people was also very large.
In fact, the most casualties came from these rounds of attacks, especially from the light cavalry. The warhorses were so frightened by the falling stones that countless men fell off their horses.
At this moment, these people could no longer care about anything else; in order to escape this battlefield as quickly as possible, they tried every possible means.
Armor, weapons, and shields were all discarded in order to increase speed.
Whether it's a boulder falling or iron-feathered arrows, these armors and shields can't stop it at all, so what's the use of them?
As the cavalry ahead ran faster and farther away, despair filled the eyes of the abandoned soldiers.
"General Mitri! Save us!"
"Bring your cavalry to pick us up and let us go together, General Mitri!"
A soldier cried out to the Eagle Army ahead.
The Eagle Army cavalrymen turned around and saw their comrades behind them being shot through the chest by iron-feathered arrows and dying. This scene aroused anger and grief.
But as the commander of the Eagle Army, Mitri looked somber and didn't say a word.
Finally, a lieutenant spoke up: "General Mitri! If this continues, everyone behind us will die!"
"If we each take one, we can get more people away!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mitri's face flushed red, and he roared, "What nonsense are you talking about!"
"Turning back now is tantamount to courting death!"
"We've already lost a lot of men to falling boulders. Our 50,000 Eagle Army has suffered heavy losses. Going back would mean even greater losses!"
"We are the elite! We cannot be sacrificed lightly!"
"We didn't expect the Prince of Zhenbei to have such weapons in this operation, and we've already lost the initiative. We have to make the necessary sacrifices!"
The lieutenant gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and sighed.
Mitri snorted coldly and said, "They won't die in vain!"
"I, Mitri, will avenge them one day!"
"Let's go!"
After saying this, Mitri ignored the shouts behind him, spurred his horse on, and sped off forward.
Behind them, seeing General Mitri, the hero of the Red River, leading the Eagle Army away at high speed with no intention of rescuing anyone, the infantrymen turned pale and their eyes were filled with despair.
But at that moment, they suddenly realized that the boulders had stopped being thrown, and the iron-feathered arrows had stopped at some point.
A soldier turned his head, his eyes narrowed, and a chill ran through his body.
A large group of light cavalrymen rode up from behind, carrying various weapons. They were not far apart, so the Tu Yuan soldiers could even see the expressions on the cavalrymen's faces.
That was an expression like that of a bloodthirsty beast!
You can tell what they're thinking just by looking at their faces.
They're going to kill people!
"Run!"
"Run! They're catching up!"
But how can two legs outrun four? The Mongol cavalry caught up with them in no time.
Soon, a complete massacre began!
Various deadly weapons were swung at the Tu Yuan soldiers who were now unarmed and without armor.
On the night before setting out for Xijing, Tu Yuan's army was full of ambition, and some soldiers were even thinking about what would happen after they entered Xijing.
According to the tradition of the Tu Yuan Kingdom, once they entered the city, they would naturally loot it extensively, and the people in the city could be dealt with however they pleased.
This vast city of Xijing could provide them with ample entertainment for a long time.
If everything goes according to plan, they will spend the winter here, supported by the people of Xijing, and live a very comfortable life.
But now, those desires have long since vanished, leaving only the cold, swung weapon and the excruciating pain in my body!
Blood spurted out, and these Tu Yuan soldiers were powerless to resist, being killed without even being able to fight back!
The Mongol cavalry had little intention of continuing the pursuit, knowing that the cavalrymen couldn't escape.
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