The patrolling Xianbei soldiers, without thinking too much, quickly opened their throats and shouted loudly!
"The Han Army is attacking! The Han Army is attacking!"
The sound was deafening, echoing all around.
Many Xianbei soldiers who were still sound asleep were startled by the sound and immediately got up from their beds.
Without even having time to put on their clothes, they grabbed their sharp blades and rushed out.
Their eyes looked towards the dark night sky, and before they could react, a rumbling sound came from their ears.
Thousands of cavalry had already charged into the camp, their horses' hooves constantly trampling, and the blades in the night sky shone with a brilliant cold light.
They were harvesting these Xianbei soldiers, and the sound of thudding continued to ring out.
The sound of blades cutting through flesh came, blood splattered, bodies constantly fell, and screams were exceptionally loud in the dark night sky.
Many startled Xianbei soldiers, seeing this scene, couldn't help but tremble, their eyes filled with fear, and they all ran wildly into the distance.
How could they dare to use their flesh and blood to resist the charge of these thousands of cavalry? That would be meaningless, akin to seeking death.
Zhang Liao, leading the cavalry charge, constantly swung the great saber in his hand, harvesting the lives of the surrounding soldiers.
Each swing of the saber would take a fresh life, and the blood from the wound splattered out like a fountain.
While fighting, he ordered the cavalry behind him to start setting fires, burning the surrounding tents, determined to throw the entire Xianbei camp into chaos, preventing them from organizing effective resistance.
The thousand-plus cavalry continued to charge forward, trampling directly over any tents they encountered with their horses' hooves.
The sound of exploding flesh came from inside, and from time to time, there were tragic cries of pain.
A moment later, the entire tent and the soil on the ground were tightly embedded together, with various blood and flesh chunks splattered around, resulting in an extremely tragic death.
Guan Yu on the city wall looked at the sky-high flames a dozen li away, a joyful expression on his face; it seemed Zhang Liao's cavalry had already penetrated the enemy camp.
Without any hesitation, he only left a hundred-plus men to guard the pass.
He himself led the rest, lightly equipped, and quickly charged forward.
It only took half an hour for the nearly a thousand soldiers led by Guan Yu to arrive outside the Xianbei military camp.
Without any intention of stopping, he held his sharp blade and directly charged in, harvesting the scattered and fleeing Xianbei soldiers.
It was simply a massacre, like chopping melons and dicing vegetables, with no power to resist at all.
Inside the central army camp, Tuoba Jiefen was originally still sound asleep.
Suddenly, footsteps came, and there were even intense shouts of killing.
This made his heart tremble, and he quickly awoke from his sleep, his face showing a wary expression, gripping the sharp blade on his bedside.
Just as he was about to get up, he saw the tent flap pushed open, and his personal guard, with a look of panic, ran in tremblingly, and with a thud, knelt on the ground, saying in fear!
"My... My lord, something terrible has happened! The Han Army cavalry, taking advantage of our unpreparedness, has already charged into the camp and is constantly setting fires, creating chaos."
"The entire camp is completely restless, and effective resistance cannot be organized at all. The Han Army cavalry is charging towards this place, clearly intending to cut through the entire camp."
Tuoba Jiefen's body trembled when he heard this, his eyes instantly bloodshot, filled with disbelief, and he roared hoarsely!
"Impossible!"
"Where did the Han Army get thousands of cavalry?"
"Didn't the news from over there say that the Prefect of Yanmen had already taken five thousand troops to reinforce Dingxiang? How could there still be cavalry stationed here?"
After an outburst of rage, Tuoba Jiefen's eyes fiercely swept towards his personal guard, and he coldly shouted!
"Gather the army's troops to counterattack! We must kill these invading enemies!"
The personal guard's face showed an ugly expression when he heard this, he gritted his teeth and continued to say from the side!
"My lord, the army has already fallen into a panic. Many generals cannot even find their subordinate soldiers, so there is no way to organize resistance."
"We should withdraw first. Continuing to stay here is extremely dangerous, and we could lose our lives at any moment!"
Tuoba Jiefen directly kicked the personal guard away, his eyes bloodshot, and he coldly shouted!
"Withdraw my ass! These are the only three thousand cavalry I have! If they all die here, what right do I have to succeed as chief?"
"Quickly gather the soldiers to counterattack!"
After being kicked away, the personal guard tightly clutched his chest, feeling only intense pain.
Looking at his lord's heartbroken appearance, his face showed a sigh. The entire camp was in chaos; where could he gather troops to counterattack?
Just then, footsteps came from outside the tent again, and a big man covered in blood quickly walked in, and said tremblingly to Tuoba Jiefen!
"My lord, please leave quickly! Not only have Han Army cavalry arrived, but a large number of Han Army soldiers have also charged out! We have no way to counterattack, and many clansmen are already fleeing in disarray!"
"If we don't leave now, we will be surrounded by these two forces and have no place to be buried!"
When Tuoba Jiefen heard this, he felt a buzzing in his head, and his steps were somewhat unstable; he simply couldn't accept this fact.
Ke Bineng had sworn at the time that Yanmen Commandery had at most three or four thousand troops, and they were all a rabble.
Now there were twice as many troops, and even thousands of cavalry.
This completely broke his mental defenses, and he became somewhat frantic.
The Xianbei general, kneeling on the ground, saw his lord's swaying appearance, and without thinking too much, he quickly rushed up and helped Tuoba Jiefen.
He turned his head and ordered the personal guards behind him to escort him to escape from this place. As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. No matter how great the losses, as long as they could survive, they could still regroup.
A hundred-plus cavalry around them followed, constantly charging towards the rear. Some panicked and fleeing Xianbei soldiers, seeing this situation, also followed.
Later, several hundred people followed them out of the camp and galloped all the way towards the northern grasslands, with no intention of remaining in this camp.
The sounds of fighting within the main camp were still intensely erupting.
Under the leadership of Guan Yu and Zhang Liao, they furiously slaughtered these Xianbei soldiers.
Weapons clashed, flames flickered, bodies constantly fell, and blood gushed out in torrents.
Many Xianbei soldiers, facing this frantic slaughter, simply could not muster any power to resist, and taking advantage of the darkness, they fled in disarray.
As time slowly passed, the sounds of fighting throughout the camp gradually weakened.
However, the flames were still burning, and a large number of Han Army soldiers were patrolling the surroundings, capturing Xianbei prisoners.
Guan Yu looked at this scene and slowly let out a sigh of relief.
Although many people escaped under the cover of darkness, as long as this Xianbei force could be driven away and the threat to Yanmen resolved, it could still be considered a great victory.
