Grandmaster's Demise, Retreat

Wang Xuan's pair of iron fists had managed to suppress two Xiongnu Grandmasters.

His fists were fierce and invincible, making him a true powerhouse in fist combat.

Faced with Wang Xuan's ferocious fist intent, the two Xiongnu Grandmasters could only join forces to resist with all their might.

With Wang Xuan tying down the two Xiongnu Grandmasters on this side, Yang Ye was pushing back the Xiongnu Grandmaster he was fighting.

"Boom!!"

The Overlord Spear, domineering and fierce, sent him flying with a single strike.

"Pfft..."

The Xiongnu Grandmaster coughed up blood, split by the spear.

They could barely handle Yang Ye when they fought together, but now, facing him alone, they were simply being beaten.

Seeing the newly appeared Grandmaster expert fighting two opponents at once, his iron fists dominating both Grandmasters.

With the other Grandmaster bleeding from Yang Ye's attacks and on the defensive, the Left Virtuous King's expression turned as dark as water.

He had thought victory was assured and that Anning Pass would surely fall, but now an unexpected situation had arisen.

"Damn it."

The Left Virtuous King cursed, wishing he had requested two more Grandmasters to come.

Yang Ye pressed his advantage relentlessly, fiercely attacking his opponent. He was determined to kill a Xiongnu Grandmaster today.

The Overlord Spear Technique in his hands was sharp and overbearing. The Xiongnu Grandmaster could not withstand the might of the Overlord Spear at all.

"Quick, save me!"

The Grandmaster cried out for help.

However, the other two Grandmasters were being held firmly by Wang Xuan and couldn't break away to offer assistance.

"No one can save you today, no matter who comes," Yang Ye said, killing intent flashing in his eyes.

After resisting for dozens of exchanges, the Xiongnu Grandmaster was impaled and killed in mid-air by Yang Ye's spear.

The fierce aura spread throughout heaven and earth. A martial arts Grandmaster was killed in the sky.

Countless people looked up, staring at the scene in stunned silence. Yang Ye was like a blazing sun at this moment, peerless.

The death of a Grandmaster expert shocked countless people.

These were martial arts Grandmasters, figures who could establish their own sects, now cut down on the battlefield.

Seeing this, the other two Xiongnu Grandmasters gave up their confrontation with Wang Xuan and fled back to the Xiongnu army, fearing that if they were any slower, Yang Ye would intercept them.

Wang Xuan did not aggressively stop the two fleeing Xiongnu Grandmasters.

"Kill!"

Yang Ye shouted, his voice shaking heaven and earth. He flung the corpse of a Grandmaster into the Xiongnu enemy ranks, causing widespread panic.

The death of a Grandmaster shattered the morale of countless Xiongnu soldiers.

With two Grandmasters fleeing, the fighting will of these Xiongnu soldiers plummeted to an all-time low.

Yang Ye stepped into the charging Xiongnu enemy ranks, wielding the Overlord Spear Technique and killing dozens of Xiongnu soldiers with a single strike.

The supreme cultivation of a Grandmaster entering the enemy ranks was like an ultimate killing weapon.

Now that Wang Xuan was there to deter them, Yang Ye was going to go on a killing spree.

Seeing Yang Ye charge into the attacking army, the Left Virtuous King quickly issued an order to retreat.

He was afraid that Yang Ye would charge directly towards his command tent and kill him.

He was not a Grandmaster expert; he was merely at the Xiantian Grand Perfection realm. If Yang Ye were to attack his command tent, he would be in danger.

The Xiongnu army retreated, and the Xiantian experts also fled one after another, fearing they would be blocked by Yang Ye.

Xiutu Yao also abandoned the thought of killing Sheng Huai'an and began to flee.

"Kill, brothers, don't let them escape!" General Polu, Zhao Yong'an, shouted loudly.

"Follow me and kill the enemy!"

Sun Hao also leaped down from the city wall, pursuing the Xiongnu army.

After being on the defensive for so long, the Anning Garrison finally launched a counterattack.

The Xiongnu army that had scaled the city walls was quickly annihilated.

Sheng Huai'an also leaped down from the city wall, pursuing the Xiongnu army.

The garrison on the city walls, the defenders within the city, and the residents who had voluntarily come to defend the city and fight the enemy all followed and charged out of the pass, pursuing the Xiongnu army.

At this moment, with the death of the Xiongnu Grandmaster, the morale of the Anning Garrison soared to its peak.

Everyone charged out without hesitation, pursuing the Xiongnu enemy forces.

"Boom!"

Yang Ye struck, killing a Xiongnu Xiantian expert with a spear.

The other Xiongnu Xiantian powerhouses saw this and ran even faster.

At this moment, they only wished their parents had given them two more legs, as they were running too slowly.

Yang Ye was able to attack without reservation, and quickly killed four Xiongnu Xiantian powerhouses.

Of the seven Xiantian powerhouses who had attacked the city walls, only three escaped.

Zhao Yong'an, Sun Hao, Li Daoru, Sheng Huai'an, and a host of other powerhouses pursued the Xiongnu army.

Their killing power was terrifying. Without Xiantian or Grandmaster powerhouses to tie them down, the two to three thousand Xiongnu soldiers attacking the city were chased and slaughtered.

After the battle, the area outside the pass was littered with corpses.

The Xiongnu army fled? They retreated twenty kilometers.

Yang Ye did not lead his army to pursue them into the grasslands.

If he hadn't invited strong reinforcements in advance today, he feared Anning Pass would not have been held.

The Xiongnu, leaving behind tens of thousands of corpses, fled. The defenders on the city walls cheered.

"We won!"

"Oh..."

"A great victory!"

"Long live! We held the line."

"Hahaha, we finally repelled the Xiongnu enemy..."

As they laughed, many of the Anning Garrison soldiers began to cry.

The Xiongnu army, not including the logistics troops, had deployed a total of one hundred to two hundred thousand soldiers.

To hold Anning Pass, the Anning Army had paid a heavy price.

By now, the true Anning Garrison defenders were likely less than one in ten.

Looking at the Xiongnu corpses littering the ground, Sheng Huai'an wiped the blood from his face.

Indeed, the stronger the power, the more enemies killed. General Yang Ye and the five Brigade Generals had killed more Xiongnu enemy soldiers than he had.

Especially Grandmaster Yang Ye, he was truly slaughtering ordinary soldiers.

The Overlord Spear swept away a large area with a single thrust; the might of a Grandmaster could kill dozens with a single palm strike.

The Xiongnu army retreated, no longer daring to test Yang Ye's sharpness.

With Wang Xuan holding the rear, Yang Ye unleashed his slaughter, releasing all the anger that had been suppressed in his heart these past few days.

"My ambition is to feast on barbarian flesh, and my laughter will be to drink Xiongnu blood when thirsty!"

"Hahaha..."

Sheng Huai'an burst into laughter.

"A fine poem! What a grand ambition to feast on barbarian flesh and drink Xiongnu blood when thirsty! Such talent, so fitting! Hahaha." Yang Ye heard Sheng Huai'an recite a line of poetry and couldn't help but laugh heartily.

He truly lived up to being a scholar, reciting poetry and composing couplets with immense talent. He was also fierce when wielding a saber and mounting a horse to kill enemies; he was truly both civil and military.

"With ambition soaring to the heavens, we men laugh on the battlefield." Zhao Yong'an also couldn't help but laugh loudly.

"Huai'an, another one!" Sun Hao's heart was also filled with heroic spirit at this moment.

"If only the Flying General of Longcheng were here, he would not let the barbarian cavalry cross Anshan!" Sheng Huai'an immediately sang out loud.

Barbarian cavalry, the Xiongnu iron cavalry, Anning Pass, situated between the Anshan Mountains, thus Sheng Huai'an made a slight alteration.

"Excellent poem!"

"Such talent!"

Yang Ye's chest also heaved: "What a magnificent line, 'If only the Flying General of Longcheng were here, he would not let the barbarian cavalry cross Anshan.'"

Everyone couldn't help but praise it. This was exactly their portrayal.

Fighting to the death, repelling the enemy outside Anning Pass.

As long as they were here, the Xiongnu iron cavalry would never be able to cross the Anshan Mountains to head south.

After repelling the Xiongnu enemy and the cheers, it was time to clear the battlefield.

The residents of the city also came to help deal with the Xiongnu enemy corpses.

If the tens of thousands of corpses were not dealt with, plagues could easily break out.

Unlike the cheers of the Anning Garrison defenders, the Xiongnu army was a scene of deathly silence and oppressive gloom.

They had expected a sure victory, but instead, it was a crushing defeat.

Losing twenty to thirty thousand soldiers, one Grandmaster, and four Xiantian powerhouses.

This was already a disastrous defeat.

With nearly two hundred thousand troops attacking the pass, they failed to take Anning Pass, and instead suffered heavy losses. The Left Virtuous King was so enraged he spat blood.

"Trash! All of you are trash!"

Inside the tent, the Left Virtuous King's roars could be heard continuously.

The remaining generals all lowered their heads, utterly dejected.

The two Grandmasters had already departed, returning to the depths of the grasslands.

One Grandmaster had been killed by Yang Ye, which had terrified them. They were unwilling to go and die again.

Without the two Grandmasters to bolster their ranks, the Left Virtuous King could only muster the will but not the strength to continue attacking Anning Pass, forcing him to retreat shamefully with his army.

Upon his return, he would face an interrogation from the Great Chanyu of the Xiongnu grasslands, the king of the Xiongnu grasslands, his iron-blooded father.

With the Xiongnu army routed, the Anning Garrison began to silently lick their wounds.

Although they had repelled the Xiongnu army, their losses were heavy. Including the Commandery Soldiers and County Soldiers who had arrived from Yongzhou and Dingzhou for support.

The Anning Garrison now numbered less than ten thousand.

More than fifty thousand had died in battle, front and back. One could imagine the terrible price they paid to hold Anning Pass.