"Kill them all! Leave no one alive!" Ruobaluoneng raised his spear high and roared.
After the cavalry's first charge, the Heavy Martial Pavilion Gate Soldiers behind them surged forward at his command.
They began fighting the remnants at close quarters, their battle cries shaking the heavens.
Su Guang planted the Identification Flag in the ground, quietly drew his sword, and glanced back at Chen Ye. "Young master, are we still leaving?"
Chen Ye gazed at the line of Northern Liang Heavy Cavalry looming like mountains. Slowly exhaling a plume of white breath, he said calmly, "We couldn't leave now even if we wanted to. We'll stay right here."
He had already undergone Mortal Shedding ten times, and his strength far exceeded that of an ordinary Dragon Elephant Martial Master.
There was also a great river beside him that could restrict the cavalry's movements.
Under these circumstances, he could not be certain of victory against the Northern Liang Heavy Cavalry, but if he truly could not defeat them, breaking away would not be difficult.
Chen Ye and Su Guang remained composed.
But the people behind them could no longer contain their fear.
Many simply turned and ran.
Zhuang Chaoyang looked back at the force he had painstakingly assembled and found that nearly half had scattered in the blink of an eye.
Some shouted themselves hoarse at the deserters, trying to stop them, but no one listened. The harder they tried to hold them back, the more desperately those men fled.
Most of the routed soldiers fled blindly, heading straight for the level government road nearby.
At the sight, the cavalry behind Ruobaluoneng could not help laughing.
Without waiting for orders, over a hundred riders immediately broke away and pursued the fleeing soldiers.
The deserters had barely gone any distance before the