I rode and slashed unparalleled in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 406: A River of Blood and a Great Victory
"It's over, it's all over."

"You can't beat me, run away, sir!"

The accompanying Xianbei dignitaries turned pale, rushed to Suli in panic, and shouted loudly.

"retreat?"

Suli stared at the battlefield.

With Su Yao as the center, the collapse is spreading rapidly and intensifying.

Suli was furious but helpless.

That's what war is.

Ancient wars lacked effective means of communication, and simple commands could only be conveyed through flag signals, drums, trumpets, etc.

Once the war breaks out, even the most elite Han army will not be able to control the enemy as they wish.

Not to mention that the Xianbei people were nomads, and their tactical level was even lower.

How these knights perform after being sent out has little to do with him as the commander.

Now, once the trend of collapse is formed, it will be difficult to reverse it.

This battle is doomed to fail.

Suli gritted his teeth, his face full of bitterness and unwillingness, completely different from the arrogant attitude before the war.

He knew that if he didn't leave, the person whose head was made into a wine glass would probably become him:

"Retreat! The entire army retreats!"

Following Suli's order, the horn of retreat sounded, and the panicked and struggling Xianbei knights, as if they had been pardoned, turned their horses and fled.

However, the battlefield was in chaos at this moment, and it was not easy to escape unscathed.

Suli didn't even know that his order would, to some extent, bring about a counter-effect.

——"Don't run away, you bastard!"

In an instant, Su Yao roared and soared into the sky.

He raised his lance high, took the lead and ordered the entire army to pursue. The Han cavalry and Wuhuan cavalry were in high spirits and chased relentlessly, with an attitude of killing everyone.

Frankly speaking, the Xianbei people had a huge numerical advantage after all, and their elite cavalry were quite powerful.

If Suli had the same intelligence as Qiuliju, he would let these people act as human shields while he quietly slipped away. Su Yao would really have no way to deal with him.

After all, even if they were to slaughter a pig, it would take a long time with so many people.

However, his bad thing is that he is too greedy and wants both face and money.

He was too embarrassed to sneak away on his own, but he also wanted to preserve his strength to fight again another day.

However, his arrogance had prevented him from ever considering the issue of failure.

Then, this greed and arrogance will bring about devastating consequences.

In war, escaping is a professional skill.

During the fierce battle, the army, whose morale was already shaken, dispersed in an instant after receiving the order to retreat.

However, at times like this, the more everyone wants to save their lives, the more difficult it will be for everyone to escape.

Due to the lack of prior preparation, arrangements for covering the rear, and division of labor and organization, the Xianbei army's retreat suddenly turned into a defeat.

In the past, this would not be a fatal problem in the confrontation with the Han army.

After all, the Han army had fewer knights, and except for decisive national wars, in border conflicts like this one involving hundreds or thousands of people, the Han army mainly focused on defense.

However, this time, the Han army was composed entirely of cavalry.

They simply couldn't distance themselves from each other.

The Han cavalry and Wuhuan coalition forces led by Su Yao, like a sharp blade, cut into the chaotic retreat of the Xianbei army and beat them hard.

"Kill! Don't let them get away!" Su Yao's voice was cold and firm. He swung his lance at the crowd, causing blood to flow like a river.

The divine horse he rode was as fast as lightning, and rushed straight towards the Xianbei commander's flag like a gust of wind.

Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun and other generals did not panic when they saw Su Yao was getting further and further away.

They were already used to this, and according to prior arrangements, each of them led their knights, like wolves hunting, and began to kill one by one the Xianbei knights who tried to escape.

The Xianbei army fell into complete chaos during the retreat, pushing and trampling each other, just to fight for the last glimmer of hope. However, in this desperate chaos, there were also sparks of resistance.

Several brave leaders of the Xianbei tribe saw that the situation was irreversible, but they were unwilling to sit and wait for death.

They shouted loudly, trying to gather the remaining warriors around them for a final desperate fight.

Although these warriors were few in number, each of them was an elite in the tribe. They gritted their teeth, waved their weapons, and launched a counterattack against the pursuing Han army, especially Su Yao.

"This guy is falling behind!"

"Kill him, let's go together!"

"For the tribe—kill!"

A warrior leader with a full beard roared and led dozens of riders to besiege Su Yao and rushed over.

However, this final counterattack was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in front of Su Yao and others.

Su Yao sneered, and with a swing of his lance, he crushed the struggling beast to pieces.

The man didn't even make a sound before his throat was cut by the long blade of the lance, and he fell off his horse and died.

"Run, run, run!"

Finally, Suli realized something was wrong and began to flee for his life regardless of the consequences.

However, it was too late.

"puff--"

"no, do not want!"

"what!"

Around Suli, wailing sounds came one after another.

Su Yao shuttled back and forth like a ghost, clearing out the personal soldiers around him in a few moves, and then swung his spear horizontally to knock them off their horses.

"Ouch!"

Suli fell to the ground and ate a mouthful of snow, but he didn't have time to cry out in pain and immediately begged for mercy:

"Heavenly soldiers and generals, please spare my life."

"I admit my mistake. I surrender. We can discuss this matter."

"Admit your mistakes and surrender?"

Su Yao laughed:
"Didn't you just say you wanted to use my head as a wine glass?"

Suli's face turned pale instantly.

Damn it, if he knew that the person in front of him was as scary as a ghost, he would never have come to fight, let alone say such cruel words.

He kowtowed hurriedly, his voice filled with tears:

"General, I was talking nonsense. Please be magnanimous and forgive me this time!"

"I am willing to pay compensation, to use cattle, sheep, horses, gold, silver and other treasures to atone for my sins. I only ask the general to spare my life."

However, Su Yao responded to his plea for mercy with a clean and decisive slash of the knife.

With a flash of cold light, Su Yao's lance drew an arc and easily cut off Su Li's head.

Suli's eyes were wide open, full of disbelief and fear.

He didn't expect that this Han general would be so cruel and ruthless.

I am a dignified Xianbei lord, but I died here in such an unclear way.

It was just a sudden conflict, but he lost his life.
However, it is too late to regret.

Su Yao grabbed his flying head with one hand, tied it to the spear, raised it and shouted:

"The bandit chief is dead, kill him!"

Those Xianbei knights who were still struggling to escape completely lost their last bit of will to resist after seeing this scene. They threw away their weapons and fled in all directions.

The morale of the Han and Wuhuan riders was even higher. They burst into thunderous cheers, and the speed and intensity of their pursuit increased to a higher level.

They chased the enemy northward, shouting and killing all the way, with heads rolling and blood flowing like a river.

(End of this chapter)