Where the Proud Chief's Bones Shatter and Soul Flies, Qin Blade Slices Frost, Trampling Broken Bodies

Meanwhile, at the edge of the mountains and forests surrounding the horse ranch, another scene was unfolding.

Xiongnu cavalrymen were following the trail of the fleeing defenders, slaughtering them in a mad pursuit. The thunder of hooves, soldiers' roars, and agonized screams tangled together, resounding across the land.

Every Xiongnu soldier wore a wild expression, their eyes brimming with smug delight. They swung their long blades, hacking again and again at the defenders fleeing before them, while shouting wantonly.

"Qin brats! Run! Why aren't you running anymore?!"

A Xiongnu cavalryman charged at the very front, his voice thick with mockery. "Didn't you lot shout about preferring death to surrender back at the perimeter?

Why are you now fleeing in blind panic like dogs with no home?

How laughable!"

"Hahaha! A bunch of trash!

And you dared contend against the iron cavalry of the Xiongnu? You truly don't know your own limits!"

Another Xiongnu rider threw back his head and laughed. His long blade split open a slower Yan Army soldier, blood splashing across his face. Yet he paid it no heed; instead, he grew even more excited. "Catch them! Kill every last one!

Let them know the fate of resisting the iron cavalry of the Xiongnu is to die without even a whole corpse left!"

"You cowardly lot only know how to eke out your miserable lives behind defensive works. Now that you have no fortifications to shield you, aren't you just livestock waiting for us to slaughter?!"

"Run! Let's see where you can run to! Do you think you can rest easy just because you've fled into that dense forest? We'll still catch you and tear you to pieces, to vent the hatred in our army's hearts!"

Their arrogant cries never ceased. Like starving wolves, the Xiongnu cavalry pursued