After half a quarter, he finally stopped steadily, almost falling off his horse.
He stared intently ahead, and besides the orderly thousand-plus civilians, the front was also filled with chevaux de frise.
Even a fool could tell that something was wrong.
Terunhe couldn't think, and immediately shouted loudly!
"Stop the charge! There's an ambush in this valley! Front ranks, become rear ranks! Retreat backwards!"
As soon as his words fell, a rumbling sound suddenly came from both sides of the valley.
Rolling rocks and logs, like a torrential storm, continuously smashed down from both sides of the forest.
The Xianbei cavalry who rushed into the valley felt dizzy and panicked at this sight.
The crashing sounds echoed. Huge stones fell among the cavalry, and those struck were torn to pieces, blood splattering out.
Giant logs rolled down, knocking these cavalrymen to the ground, men and horses tumbling, with occasional cries of pain.
The formation of the cavalry that rushed into the valley instantly became chaotic, scattered by these rolling rocks and logs.
Terunhe's heart completely panicked when he saw this scene.
He had been so careless, not expecting that this valley had long been ambushed, just waiting for him to jump into it.
After all, these rolling rocks and logs could not have been prepared in a short time; clearly, a lot of time had been spent preparing the trap.
He kept slapping his thigh, full of regret. The excitement of the previous period had clouded his mind, and he had not been on guard.
Terunhe looked at the scene before him, without thinking further, and immediately shouted loudly!
"Turn your horses around! Follow me and charge out of the valley!"
After saying this, he immediately led his personal guards and some orderly cavalry, preparing to retreat backward.
Just then, several huge rocks instantly fell into the entrance of the valley, blocking the road, making it impossible for cavalry to cross.
Terunhe felt his heart pounding, his face extremely grim.
The retreat route was directly blocked, making it impossible to escape.
He couldn't help but look ahead, gritting his teeth and angrily saying!
"Staying in the valley means certain death!"
"Xianbei lads, charge forward! As long as we break through the front line, we can still escape!"
After saying this, he led a few hundred still-orderly cavalry and charged forward.
The thousand-plus soldiers guarding the front showed cold smiles at this sight, without any fear.
The cavalry continuously charged forward, erupting with a do-or-die momentum.
They soon arrived close, only to see that the road ahead suddenly became uneven.
Hooves trampled down, instantly twisting legs, and the horses' neighs rang out.
Many charging cavalrymen were thrown from their horses, tumbling backward to the ground.
There were even many sharp spikes and blades on the ground. When a person fell, he was pierced through, blood gushing out.
Screams and cries of pain continuously echoed.
The cavalry behind could not stop and could only continue to crash into them.
The more fiercely they charged just now, the more miserably they fell now.
Seeing this situation, the thousand-plus soldiers did not stop their actions, but all drew their bows and arrows, fiercely shooting at the cavalry before them.
The sound of 'whoosh, whoosh, whoosh' echoed!
Like a torrential storm, arrows instantly rained down.
With a 'thud, thud' sound, the Xianbei soldiers riding on horseback were instantly shot down, spitting blood and screaming repeatedly.
Terunhe, in the crowd, saw his cavalry being continuously shot down, or falling into these pits, men and horses tumbling, dying without a burial place.
He was already terrified, his legs weak, no longer possessing the demeanor of a tribal leader, his heart filled with fear.
Just then, a sharp arrow cut through the air, exploding with a 'whoosh' sound.
Terunhe, who was somewhat stunned on his horse, felt a bursting pain in his abdomen.
He lowered his head slightly, looking at his abdomen, which had been pierced by an arrow, blood gushing out.
His brows furrowed, his face showing pain, he reached out tremblingly, wanting to pull out the arrow.
With another 'thud', a violent pain came from his abdomen again.
Another arrow pierced his body, and blood continued to gush out.
Terunhe's face was filled with pain, unwilling to die like this, but the consciousness in his mind was slowly dissipating.
He trembled twice, and his whole body instantly went limp, falling directly from his horse.
It all happened in a flash of lightning. By the time his personal guards reacted, Terunhe was already lifeless.
Everyone's faces were filled with panic, and they all shouted at the top of their lungs!
"The leader is dead!"
After that shout, the remaining generals who had been trying to organize the cavalry to resist instantly panicked and fled in all directions.
Unfortunately, these rolling rocks and logs restricted the escape of their horses, so they had no choice but to dismount and flee on foot.
It was a pity that the Han Army soldiers gathered around would not give them any chance to escape.
They instantly swarmed forward, beginning to hunt down these fleeing Xianbei soldiers.
It was simply a slaughter, like cutting melons and vegetables, leaving these people with no power to resist whatsoever.
Zhang He, standing on the valley, saw this scene, his tightly furrowed face instantly relaxed, revealing a joyful smile.
The two thousand Xianbei cavalry had become turtles in a jar, with nowhere left to escape.
He immediately ordered the thousand-plus soldiers behind him!
"Charge down for me! Kill all these Xianbei soldiers!"
Soon, over a thousand soldiers charged down from the valley, one after another, joining the other thousand people, surrounding the Xianbei cavalry, and furiously hacking and harvesting their lives.
Weapons clashed, fire flashed, and screams continuously echoed in the valley!
After a period of time, the sounds slowly faded away.
The entire valley was strewn with bodies, dismembered limbs, and flowing blood.
Many warhorses were also hit by arrows or stones, with many dead or wounded.
Zhang He, surrounded by his personal guards, had already arrived below.
He immediately ordered the soldiers of all ranks to begin clearing the battlefield. As for the Xianbei soldiers, they had all been killed in this great battle.
Even those who surrendered and became captives were summarily executed with a single stroke, without any mercy.
These people's hands were stained with the blood of the common people; they were extremely wicked, and keeping them would be of no use, only consuming provisions. Rather than that, it was better to send them all to their next life.
After clearing the battlefield, there were a total of over a thousand warhorses that were completely unharmed.
The remaining hundreds had sustained injuries, and many had already died.