When the Xiongnu chanyu led his defeated remnants to the imperial palace, he immediately organized his forces to defend the palace.
In the Xiongnu chanyu's view, as long as he could retain control of the imperial palace, there was still a chance to turn this battle around.
"Two thousand soldiers, guard inside the palace gates!"
"Another five thousand, guard outside the Hall of Court Deliberations!"
"The final two thousand guards will enter the Hall of Court Deliberations with me!"
The Xiongnu chanyu hastily issued his orders, using the shortest possible time to establish three defensive lines around the palace.
However.
Before long, under Xu Huizu's command, a force from the Infantry Battalion had charged outside the imperial palace!
"General Xu, it seems the Xiongnu intend to hold the palace!"
The messenger hurriedly reported to Xu Huizu.
Xu Huizu responded disdainfully, "Hmph, they think they can hold it with that? What a joke!"
"Pass the order! Force our way into the palace!"
"Kill every Xiongnu we see! Do not let a single one escape!"
Xu Huizu spoke with unwavering resolve.
Very soon.
The Infantry Battalion began launching an assault on the imperial palace gates.
To be honest.
Ever since the Ming Dynasty's army entered Chang'an, the soldiers had personally witnessed the Xiongnu's brutality and felt firsthand the suffering endured by the Han Chinese.
They had seen far too many Han Chinese corpses on the streets of Chang'an.
They had seen far too many children who had lost both parents.
The vast city of Chang'an had practically become a hell for the Han Chinese.
It was precisely this tragic sight that filled the Ming Dynasty's soldiers with rage.
They wished they could slaughter every last Xiongnu!
Every Ming Dynasty soldier longed to make the Xiongnu experience what it felt like to be