After Wang Fangyi stabbed a Xiongnu soldier to death with his sword and kicked him down the mountain, he heard Shen Lian's praise and echoed it.
At this point, the Xiongnu had fewer than a few hundred men left, but when they saw that the hope of attacking the mountain and capturing the prince was extremely slim, their morale plummeted.
King Guli was already heartbroken. He picked up his sword, took a few personal guards, gave a final pep talk to the remaining soldiers, and was the first to charge forward.
However, he was already at his wit's end, and this effort was merely a last gasp, a death throes.
Not far to the south, Zhang Liao, with five thousand cavalry, had already outflanked and surrounded Xubu's three thousand cavalry.
The two sides are locked in fierce combat.
Nearly ten thousand people were engaged in a chaotic battle, and dust and smoke filled the air.
Both sides were light cavalry, and the competition was based on archery and horsemanship.
Clearly, the Han army, with its superior weaponry, naturally held the upper hand.
With an additional two thousand men, and the unit being the renowned special cavalry.
The battle was progressing much faster than the battle on the hill.
Three thousand Xiongnu cavalrymen fell in droves like wheat being harvested, left only to be slaughtered, utterly powerless to fight back.
The encirclement grew smaller and smaller until only a few hundred cavalrymen remained to put up a stubborn resistance.
"Please, please stop fighting! We surrender! We surrender!"
This thousand-horse-riding herdsman, Bu Fangniu, on whom the old King Guli had placed high hopes, had absolutely no will to fight.
Seeing how powerful his opponent was, he knew that continuing the fight would only lead to his death.
If he surrendered, he might still be able to survive, so Xubu Fangniu decided to surrender.
"We will not accept their surrender. Kill them all, but leave their horses behind!"
Zhang Liao's eyes were incredibly cold and stern.
"Kill them all!"
Upon hearing the order, the captain beside Zhang Liao roared in anger.
The Han cavalrymen on horseback raised their blood-stained spears and stabbed them mercilessly into the bodies of the Xiongnu men before them.
Three thousand Xiongnu cavalrymen were annihilated!
Xubu Fangniu and the other two commanders of a thousand cavalry were also beheaded.
Zhang Liao left 3,000 men to clean up the battlefield, while the remaining cavalry headed towards the hill.
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