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Chapter 497 Side Story: The Rout (Part 3)
A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger!

Facing the surging Xiongnu cavalry, Pei Lang and Pei Wang were not afraid at all, and fought fiercely with their swords and spears.

A particularly tall Xiongnu cavalryman charged forward. Pei Lang brandished his longsword and engaged the towering Xiongnu barbarian in battle. The Xiongnu barbarians roared in protest.

All the direct descendants of the Pei clan began fighting on the battlefield at the age of thirteen, and also had to learn the Xiongnu language. Pei Lang understood immediately; these Xiongnu barbarians were shouting that they were protecting their leader.

The Xiongnu barbarian before them was none other than Huhanye, the brother of Batelxubu and the elder brother of Modun Khan.

This was undoubtedly a very important figure in the Xiongnu army camp.

Pei Lang's eyes suddenly lit up, and his longsword moved with increasing speed and danger, each strike more deadly than the last.

He began learning martial arts at the age of five, and his skills were among the best of his peers. In recent years, serving as the emperor's personal guard, he received personal instruction and guidance from Pei Qinghe, further refining his skills. His longsword moved like a waterfall, his swordsmanship exquisitely precise. On the thirtieth move, his longsword sliced ​​off a chunk of flesh from his enemy. On the forty-fifth move, his longsword grazed the right arm of a Xiongnu barbarian. On the sixty-second move, he pierced his opponent's chest with a single thrust.

The Xiongnu barbarians charged forward like madmen, but were held back by Pei Wang and his elite Pei family army.

Pei Lang calmly cut off the head of the Xiongnu barbarian Huhanye, lifted it with his long sword, and waved it around in the air a few times as a show of defiance.

The Xiongnu barbarians, who had been fighting fiercely, suddenly lost all their fighting spirit, as if their spines had been removed. Many of them rode away without a word.

Instead of running back to the military camp, they ran towards the direction of the grassland.

Pei Wang was taken aback, then turned to look at Pei Lang: "What should we do? Should we chase after them?"

Pei Lang raised an eyebrow and sneered, much like his own aunt, Pei Qinghe: "No need to chase, let's continue our assault on the Xiongnu camp."

Before the words were finished, the sounds of fighting could be faintly heard.

The sound clearly came from the other side of the Xiongnu camp.

Pei Lang and Pei Wang exchanged a glance, overjoyed: "It must be Aunt leading the troops to attack the Xiongnu camp!"

"Let's rush forward and join the main force as soon as possible!"

Morton was completely numb.

One moment, Pei Qinghe publicly beheaded Batel as a sacrifice to the flag. The next moment, news came from behind that Huhanye had killed a young general from the Pei clan.

He wanted to weaken his brothers' power and completely control the Xiongnu. But he never imagined that a single southern expedition would cost the lives of Batel and his two brothers.

The Xiongnu cavalry army was composed of tribes of varying sizes. Its structure was loose, and the cavalrymen only obeyed their respective leaders. Once a leader died, the others could not be commanded at all.

The deaths of Batel and his two companions meant the collapse of the cavalry of the three largest tribes.

Tuqi also wanted to show his loyalty: "Khan, I will lead the troops to cut off Pei Qinghe's head and avenge Batel and the others."

Morton Khan had lost all desire for boastful words. He donned his armor and drew his scimitar. At this point, there was no choice but to fight: "Follow me to kill the enemy!"

Now, all they can rely on are their 20,000 elite Xiongnu soldiers. To unleash the full power of these cavalry, only the Khan himself can lead the charge.

If we can break through the Pei family army's forces, there will still be a chance to turn the tide of the battle.

Morton Khan mounted his warhorse, brandished his scimitar, and shouted in the Xiongnu language, "Kill all of Pei's army!" before charging forward. Behind him, the cavalrymen roared and charged alongside Morton Khan.

Tens of thousands of cavalry charged forward like a raging torrent, relentlessly crushing everything in their path.

Even the Beiping army could not withstand their fierce attack. In a single encounter, their formation was broken, and many soldiers were killed or wounded. Their high morale was also severely dampened.

The Xiongnu cavalry sliced ​​through the Beiping army's formation like sharp blades, charging forward a distance before circling and encircling them. Their formations shifted like the wind, making them truly formidable.

Having experienced the trials of war, Meng Liulang's temperament had changed considerably. In the past, he would have refused to surrender even if it meant losing all his troops. Now, however, having fallen into a disadvantageous position, he immediately ordered his men to wave the military flag and call for reinforcements.

Pei Qinghe, who was stationed at the rear to oversee the battle, ordered Pei Xuan to provide reinforcements after learning that Meng Liulang had requested them. Pei Xuan accepted the order and led her cavalry in a fierce charge.

About half an hour later, the Fanyang army also began waving its flags to call for reinforcements.

"These cavalry are too many, and too fierce!" Lu Sheng, who had come to deliver the message, was out of breath, with a hint of fear in his eyes. "They are the real elite of the Xiongnu!"

Pei Qinghe, who had been observing the battle for a long time, said in a deep voice, "These should be Morton's elite troops. As long as we defeat them, this battle will be a great victory for us!"

"Pei Feng, Gu Lian, Sun Cheng, Zhao Hehua, Tao Feng."

Pei Qinghe rattled off a long list of names: "You will all accompany me on this military campaign! Whoever kills Morton will be the one to achieve the greatest merit! I will reward him with a marquisate!"

The generals' eyes lit up, and they shouted, "Kill Morton!"

Pei Qinghe mounted her horse, drew her usual longsword, pointed it diagonally into the air, and spurred her horse forward. Behind her were the loyal Pei family soldiers. They charged alongside her, vowing to slaughter all the Xiongnu barbarians!
This battle has been raging for over three months. Pei Qinghe has a galaxy of fierce generals under her command, who usually sit in the rear, waiting for news of victory. This is the first time she has personally led her troops into battle. The morale of the Pei family army is exceptionally high.

The Beiping army and the Fanyang army, which had been struggling and at a disadvantage, were finally able to catch their breath after receiving strong support. The wounded retreated one after another, and those who still had the strength to fight spontaneously gathered together and charged with the main force.

The Xiongnu elite troops, already exhausted from fighting for over an hour, were unable to withstand the onslaught. The two armies clashed, and a familiar scene unfolded. Previously, the Beiping and Fanyang armies had been defeated, their formations broken, and they had been cut off, encircled, and slaughtered. Now, the Xiongnu cavalry were being slaughtered in a one-sided massacre.

Wherever Pei Qinghe went, his long sword was like a death knell, severing countless heads.

This is the nightmare of all steppe cavalry.

Even the loyal Tuqi began to feel apprehensive. He spurred his horse to catch up with Morton Khan and whispered through gritted teeth, "Khan, Pei Qinghe is leading her troops here. Her long sword is too sharp. It would be better for you to retreat first."

Morton Khan's face was solemn, and he was about to speak when suddenly the Xiongnu language rang out from the enemy's ranks: "Morton, come and face your death!"
It started with a few people shouting. Soon, many people joined in the shouting.

It's unclear how so many people in Pei's army could speak the Xiongnu language, but they shouted it in a very clear, uniform, and loud manner.

The Xiongnu cavalry couldn't help but turn to look at their Khan.

How can I get a refund?

Morton Khan suppressed his anger and fear, and shouted, "Follow me to kill Pei Qinghe!"

This shout did, to some extent, boost morale. Many cavalrymen gathered behind Morton Khan.

Pei Qinghe saw this scene through the crowd of people, sneered, and spurred his horse forward, brandishing his sword.

(End of this chapter)