In an instant, thousands of arrows blotted out the sky as they hurtled toward Ju Shou's army.
Three volleys of arrows left hundreds of corpses behind.
Meanwhile, the Feathered Forest Guard was less than three hundred paces from Ju Shou!
"Kill!"
Zhang He and Gao Lan led the charge, placing themselves ahead of their soldiers.
Rumble!
The earth shook, and horses neighed amid the thunder of hooves.
Atop the southern City Gate Tower of Qu Liang, Yuan Shao watched the men and horses fleeing madly toward him, his face livid.
Just moments earlier, a scout had galloped back to report, informing him of the disastrous battle at Ye City.
Chunyu Qiong had been killed, Han Meng had fallen in battle, and Qu Yi was trapped deep within the encirclement.
Of their fifteen thousand troops, more than half had already been lost.
Only Ju Shou had escaped back toward Qu Liang with the Four Thousand Troops!
Looking into the distance, he saw a cavalry force of roughly twenty-five hundred rapidly approaching along the horizon.
He knew this was the Feathered Forest Cavalry that had routed the Vanguard Camp.
He also recognized the commanders at its head: Zhang He and Gao Lan!
Rage blazed inside Yuan Shao at the sight. Gritting his teeth, he cursed, "Zhang He and Gao Lan! Those two surrendered generals were never trustworthy. They actually betrayed me!"
By now, Ju Shou and his Four Thousand Troops were only three li from the city gate.
Yet those three li had become their road between life and death!
Under the onslaught of cavalry charging at full speed, they could not possibly make it safely back into the city.
Seeing the Feathered Forest Guard rapidly closing on Ju Shou's army, Yuan Shao burned with anxiety and could not help shouting, "Gongyu,