Presumably, the commander of the thousand cavalry was beheaded and replaced by someone else.
Ding Yuan and Zhang Yang were fighting at the gap and were clearly struggling.
The Xiongnu soldiers kept coming up, as fierce as wolves.
Pfft!
Caught off guard, Ding Yuan was ambushed by a Xiongnu soldier captain, who stabbed him in the thigh and nearly made him fall.
Zhang Yang rushed forward and cut down the Xiongnu captain, thus protecting Ding Yuan's flank.
Many Xiongnu people climbed up the city walls and fought on the city walls.
They had the advantage in numbers, and the situation was precarious.
"What's gotten into those Xiongnu today? They're so fearless!" Zhang Yang roared. "Hold on! Charge back!"
However, with each soldier around them who dies, there is one less to go!
Ding Yuan had his soldiers quickly bandage their wounds, then picked up his sword and continued fighting.
However, the flame of hope in his eyes grew increasingly faint:
"It seems we won't be able to wait for Fengxian to come!"
"Alas, are we going to die here?"
Suddenly, a soldier shouted, "Sir, look behind the Xiongnu!"
"They are...their people!"
"Reinforcements are here! Reinforcements are here!"
Upon hearing the shouts, the soldiers all looked into the distance, their eyes brimming with tears of emotion.
A troop of cavalry came rushing towards them from afar!
They were clad in black armor, and the ring-pommel swords in their hands gleamed brilliantly in the setting sun.
The leader was a young soldier holding a long spear.
Wherever the spear went, the Xiongnu fell from their horses.
They roared in like a black dragon, charging towards the Xiongnu's banner.
Before long, the wolf-headed banner was cut down, and the Xiongnu people were thrown into a panic.
The morale of the Han soldiers on the city wall soared.
Ding Yuan and Zhang Yang exchanged a glance, then forcefully hacked down several Xiongnu soldiers in front of them before climbing up to the city wall to observe.
The Xiongnu army retreated like a receding tide!
After a chase, the cavalrymen rode their horses to the ruins of the city, raising clouds of dust behind them.
"My lord, it seems... Zhang Liao is late!"
A young soldier stepped forward with a gun and shouted at the top of the city wall.
Drops of blood continued to fall from the tip of the gun.
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