The Captain swallowed his fear and ducked behind the soldiers, not showing his head as he shouted, "Ready the crossbows..."
Whoosh!
Sshk! Sshk! Sshk!
Another arrow came, carrying tremendous force. It pierced three men in a row, punching through the soldiers in front of and behind the Captain. Then its immense force carried all three off their feet and sent them flying over the cliff.
They were done for!
The Han Army stared in stunned disbelief.
How the hell were they supposed to fight this?
The moment their commander showed his head, he was killed.
As their opponent drew closer, they could already see the murderous glint in Blood Butcher Yama's eyes. They couldn't help trembling with fear.
"What do we do? What do we do!?"
"What about Captain Han!?"
"Captain Han... Captain Han ran away!"
"Run!"
The Han Army's last officer had chosen to flee. The rest of the Han soldiers didn't dare face the enemy either, and as their formation collapsed, they began scattering in every direction.
But the cliffside was so narrow. The precipice lay behind them, and cavalry blocked their way ahead.
"Where are you going? Surrender!"
"Surrender and we'll die anyway. Haven't you heard that Butcher's title?"
"Man the crossbows and shoot them!"
At last, some Han soldiers reacted and tried to suppress the enemy with crossbow fire from a distance.
Unfortunately, it was already too late. If they had fired when their commander gave the order, their crossbows might have inflicted casualties on Zhao Cheng's unit.
But now, it was too late.
Zhao Cheng's unit charged too fast. They were already upon the enemy, and the men in front began shooting down the Han soldiers behind the crossbows.
In a short time, they had shot down a swath of men.
At the same time,