The two sides fought to the bitter end. The Qingshan Army had long since lost its former poise; there was not a shred of their original ferocity left, as they were being cut down like wheat.
Yet, they clung to the Northern Expeditionary Army like rabid dogs, refusing to let go. Those knocked from their horses would die clutching the legs of the enemy’s mounts. Those surrounded would use every ounce of their remaining strength to drag one enemy down with them, even if it meant biting with their teeth, fighting until their very last breath.
Such fierce and tragic tactics made even the witnessing soldiers gasp. Though the Qingshan Army had been fighting a war of attrition, they still numbered around ten thousand.
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