Qiu Liju and Nanlou's soldiers were momentarily stunned as they looked at their comrades lying on the ground beside them, still groaning in pain.
Many people felt fear and involuntarily took a few steps back. Despite their superior position and overwhelming advantage, a small-scale chaos broke out among them. For a moment, they even forgot about the arrows in their hands. The third wave of arrows they had prepared only managed to fire a few scattered arrows, which did not cause any damage to the Northern Wuhuan people.
"Don't stop, keep firing!!"
Seeing that the enemy's attack had suddenly stopped, a leader of the Northern Wuhuan hurriedly shouted, and the Northern Wuhuan soldiers quickly drew their bows and nocked arrows again.
"Raise your shields and defend!!"
Upon seeing this, Qiu Liju's expression changed, and he hurriedly shouted. His soldiers then reacted, bending down and raising their shields to block in front of them.
"Those in the rear, keep firing! Brothers in the front, charge with me!!"
Seeing that the enemy had been suppressed, the chieftain of the Northern Wuhuan roared and spurred his warhorse to charge towards the Southern Wuhuan people on the earthen slope. More than a thousand soldiers followed closely behind, and the soldiers behind them continued to fire arrows to suppress them.
"Good!! Well done!"
Reishi, who was directing operations from the rear, couldn't help but shout "Good!" when he saw that his men had gained the upper hand in the attack.
"Nanlou, this won't do! We have to drive them down! We absolutely cannot let them charge over!"
Seeing that the Northern Wuhuan cavalry were no more than a hundred meters away from their side, Qiuliju shouted at Nanlou, "If we don't act soon, they might really be riding right up to us!"
As Nanlou dodged the rain of arrows with his shield, he heard Qiuliju's shout, nodded, and exclaimed, "That's right! We can't let them get up here again!"
"Warriors, charge with me!!"
Immediately, Nanlou and Qiuliju shouted one after the other, raised their scimitars, and charged towards the enemy below, braving the rain of arrows coming from the opposite direction.
"Kill them!!"
Seeing their leader leading the charge, the Southern Wuhuan people were greatly encouraged and urged their warhorses to follow closely behind.
Facing a hail of enemy arrows, after leaving behind dozens of corpses, the Southern Wuhuan soldiers charged downhill, crashing into the Northern Wuhuan soldiers who were slowly making their way uphill.
With the added momentum of their charge, and with Qiuliju and Nanlou leading the charge, they managed to tear open a gap in the thousand-strong Northern Wuhuan cavalry in just one exchange, and continued their charge towards the Northern Wuhuan soldiers who were constantly firing arrows from behind.
"kill!!"
After the leader of the Northern Wuhuan tribe shouted, he led his soldiers to throw down their bows and arrows, draw their scimitars, and charge forward.
Nanlou and Qiuliju, leading their cavalry, charged headlong into the oncoming ranks without diminishing their momentum. Before they could even engage in combat, the Northern Wuhuan soldiers in the front ranks were knocked off their horses.
In an instant, accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, soldiers from both sides screamed and fell off their horses.
"Prepare to die!!"
Qiuliju roared and raised his scimitar to slash at a Northern Wuhuan soldier who was coming towards him.
With a "thud," the Northern Wuhuan soldier, unable to dodge in time, had his head tumble off, leaving only a headless corpse that fell heavily from the horse's back.
After killing his opponent, Qiuliju did not stop and continued to charge towards the next target. Although Qiuliju was exceptionally brave, he alone did not achieve much.
The Southern Wuhuan's charge was halted before they could even cover three body lengths. In an instant, the two sides clashed, shouts of battle rising and falling, and amidst the clang of metal, soldiers from both sides fell from their horses.
"What a bunch of useless trash! Their high-ground charge was stopped so quickly by the enemy!!"
Watching the two groups locked in fierce combat on the slope, Huangfu Song, who was observing from the rear, couldn't help but frown.
"Hehe~ But this is good too. As long as this continues, the casualties on both sides will not be small!" a lieutenant said with a smile.
Huangfu Song merely glanced at his adjutant beside him, then turned back to continue watching the battle unfold on the battlefield.
"kill!!"
Just then, a battle cry suddenly rang out. Huangfu Song turned around and saw a cavalry force of over a thousand men bypassing the center of the battlefield and charging towards them, their target being the half-finished stockade wall.
"Back off!!"
Seeing this, Huangfu Song shouted and led his men to retreat towards the dozens of large carts placed behind them, leaving the stockade wall to them.
"Splash!!"
The charging Northern Wuhuan cavalry showed no mercy, tearing the fragile stockade to shreds.
"Kill them!!"
After destroying the stockade wall, seeing the herdsmen retreating behind the carts, the leader of the Northern Wuhuan tribe immediately led his men to charge towards Huangfu Song and his group.
"Hmph~ You're asking for death!"
Seeing the Northern Wuhuan people charging towards him, Huangfu Song couldn't help but snort coldly. He then slowly raised his right hand, his eyes fixed on the charging Northern Wuhuan cavalry.
Behind Huangfu Song, three thousand soldiers were crouching, divided into six teams, holding ordinary foot bows and waiting there.
"Three-stage firing!! Fire!!"
Seeing that the more than 1,000 Northern Wuhuan people had already rushed into the range of the archers, Huangfu Song raised his arm and swung it heavily. With Huangfu Song's order, the first and second rows of Han soldiers behind him stood up with their bows and arrows in hand.
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