As bodies piled up at the base of the city wall,
both Yelu Qi, not far away, and the old soldiers on top of the wall were all dumbstruck where they stood.
The veteran leader who had retreated from the front line was now standing there, frozen, holding a large stone high in his hand, momentarily at a loss what to do.
As for the nomadic soldiers who were originally shooting arrows at this side from a distance, they had long since stopped,
because they too were terrified, and after being rammed by the scattering soldiers, there was no chance to shoot arrows at this side anymore,
they were already being pushed by the flow of people running towards the back,
those who ran slower would be trampled underfoot and perish on the spot,
to some of those present, such a scene was inconceivable,
while others thought it was only to be expected,
