Upon seeing the Wuhuan cavalry arrive as promised, Murong Tu breathed a sigh of relief and immediately ordered a retreat.
"Woo-woo-woo!"
As the bugle calls sounded, the Xianbei soldiers who were attacking the city retreated like a tide, preparing to return to their lines, mount their horses, and then, according to plan, join the Wuhuan people in charging at the Han army that was about to leave the city.
Upon hearing the horns of the Xianbei people, the 15,000 cavalrymen of the White Horse Camp, the Blazing Fire Camp, and the Black Edge Camp, who were hidden in the dense forest south of the city, split into three groups and emerged from the forest, heading west towards the city.
On the other side, the Xianbei soldiers who were attacking the city had just retreated halfway when Shefu led 20,000 Wuhuan cavalry to within 500 meters of Murong Tu's cavalry.
Because the Xianbei cavalry had received prior instructions from Murong Tu, they did not take any precautions against the charging Wuhuan cavalry and remained where they were.
Shefu, who was at the forefront of the Wuhuan army, saw the Xianbei people who had fallen into the trap and revealed a cold smile.
She Fu held the reins with his left hand, gripped the spear tightly in his right hand and raised it high. Then, he kicked the horse's belly with both legs, and the warhorse, in pain, galloped away.
Upon seeing this, the Wuhuan cavalry following behind Shefu immediately spurred their horses to accelerate and drew their bows to shoot.
"Wait... what are they trying to do?"
Seeing the Wuhuan cavalry moving faster and faster, Murong Tu's expression changed.
Just as Murong Tu was still unsettled, the Wuhuan cavalry had already charged to within two hundred meters.
At this moment, facing the Wuhuan cavalry charging forward, the Xianbei cavalry were no longer able to make any response.
Murong Tu could only hope that the Wuhuan cavalry were faithfully keeping their previous agreement; otherwise, with only eight thousand cavalrymen by his side, facing twenty thousand Wuhuan cavalrymen who were already charging, he would only face defeat and death.
However, even if it's just an act, his own warriors will still suffer heavy losses when facing the charging cavalry.
"Release the arrows!!"
Just as Murong Tu was feeling uneasy, a voice that filled him with despair rang out from She Fu's mouth.
The Wuhuan cavalrymen charging ahead immediately released their bowstrings.
In an instant, thousands of arrows shot from the Wuhuan ranks, like a swarm of black locusts, rushed towards the Xianbei cavalry.
The Xianbei cavalry, dressed only in simple leather armor, offered absolutely no protection against the incoming arrows.
In an instant, hundreds of Xianbei cavalrymen fell to the ground, struck by arrows. The screams of the soldiers and the neighing of the warhorses reached Murong Tu's ears.
"Damn it, we've fallen for their trap!!"
Hearing his men's screams, Murong Tu finally realized that the Wuhuan cavalry were not putting on an act; they were clearly preparing to annihilate him.
"Retreat immediately!!"
Immediately, Murong Tu roared and spurred his horse southward, with his personal guards quickly following behind.
Murong Tu's decision was correct. When facing charging cavalry, the only options were to either charge back with the same momentum or flee quickly.
Unfortunately, his reaction was a bit too slow. Murong Tu had only run a short distance when Shefu's Wuhuan cavalry had already rushed up to the rear of the column.
The Shefu in front, with the momentum of a charge, pointed their spears at the group of Xianbei soldiers.
"die!!"
With a roar, Shefu swung his spear with all his might, plunging it into his opponent's body before the opponent could react.
At the same time, the Wuhuan cavalry, with their surging momentum, crashed into the rear ranks of the Xianbei cavalry.
Let alone cavalry, even a strong adult would be knocked senseless by a child rushing at high speed.
In an instant, the rear guard of the Xianbei cavalry was shattered by the charging Wuhuan cavalry, who wielded their scimitars and reaped the lives of Xianbei soldiers.
The screams of the Xianbei soldiers were incessant.
Murong Tu escaped with less than a thousand men, breaking away from the main force.
Turning his head to glance at the chaotic battlefield behind him and the warriors retreating ahead who hadn't even had time to mount their horses, Murong Tu felt as if his heart was being torn apart.
He knew that, at this point, it was highly unlikely that these more than 10,000 warriors would survive.
On the other side, the eight thousand Xianbei soldiers in charge of the siege stopped in their tracks as they watched the Wuhuan cavalry slaughtering their comrades and their fleeing chieftain.
They didn't know whether this was part of a plan or what.
"We've fallen for their trap! Retreat!"
At this moment, Murong Tu was only focused on escaping as quickly as possible; he had no time to care about his men who didn't even have horses. After shouting a command, he led his remaining thousand cavalrymen...
"We've fallen for their trap?"
The Xianbei soldiers standing there were stunned as they watched Murong Tu's retreating figure.
It wasn't until they saw their leader had run some distance that they realized what was happening and then took off after him.
At the same time, the gates of Daqing City suddenly opened slowly, and 15,000 Han soldiers dressed in black armor and carrying long spears rushed out of the city with excited expressions, chasing after the Xianbei soldiers.
Thus, Murong Tu led a thousand cavalrymen in front and eight thousand Xianbei infantrymen behind as he fled south, pursued closely by more than ten thousand Han soldiers who had left the city.
The remaining seven thousand cavalrymen were brutally slaughtered by the Wuhuan cavalry.
In this battle, the Xianbei soldiers suffered an absolute and crushing defeat.
"Damn Shefu, damn Li Ru, damn Han army, one day I, Murong Tu, will make you pay for your blood debts!"
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