"Kill him! Kill!" The Hu soldiers, their eyes filled with savagery, brandished their Hu swords and charged towards Huo Qubing.
Huo Qubing remained unfazed. His silver spear moved like a bolt of lightning, and with a single sweep, the steel blades of several men who were charging at him were snapped in two. The broken blades flew out, cracking the tiger's mouth. The remaining force of the spear struck them heavily in the waist and chest, knocking down a whole group of them!
On the other side.
Wei Qing led his heavy cavalry forward, and he himself was at the forefront of the charge.
He stood tall and straight, and no one could defeat him in front of his horse.
As the halberd danced, it resembled a rainbow-colored dragon coiling around his body, wielding it with unrestrained power.
He galloped through the enemy ranks, charging back and forth. When he advanced, the enemy soldiers retreated in droves, and when they retreated, they were as steady as mountains, with no one daring to pursue him even a step further.
In fact, the thing the Hu cavalry least wanted to face was these heavily armored cavalry.
Wherever these heavily armored cavalry went, nothing grew; bodies were trampled and sank into the mud—the most agonizing way to die.
Therefore, they preferred to fight the Beiwei Army.
but...
The combined crossbow bolts and longswords of the Beiwei Army, a coordinated fighting style, were something they couldn't withstand.
In other words, it's just a different, easier way to die.
The 200,000-strong Hu army had been slaughtered, with rivers of blood flowing and screams of agony filling the air.
Meanwhile, Cha Yuanzhen, who was in the rear, could no longer sit still.
Looking at the battle situation ahead, Cha Yuanzhen was drenched in sweat, with beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolling down his forehead.
The battle had been going on for several hours, and Cha Yuanzhen knew that they could not continue fighting under any circumstances; their side was now in a disadvantageous position.
If we fight again, more and more people will likely die in the end.
He waved his hand dismissively: "Come! Pass on my order: withdraw the troops!"
Tu Shadong, standing to the side, was ashen-faced. He watched as Cha Yuanzhen issued the order, opened his mouth, but ultimately uttered no words...
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