Elsewhere, with Huo Qiming personally leading the charge, they soon tracked down a band of Xiongnu, cutting them down and taking their heads. After a bloody battle, the soldiers following him each had a Xiongnu head dangling from their saddles, and they immediately set off to hunt down the next group.
The sound of hooves thundered across the plains. Huo Qiming, gripping his long halberd, spurred his mount forward with his powerful legs. The killing intent still lingering on his blood-spattered face made him look like a sharp blade piercing the dark night—invincible and ever-victorious. With him there, the soldiers felt a sense of absolute stability, and their blood-stained faces were etched with grim determination and lethal intent.
"Young General, according to the confession of that Xiongnu, their other detachment is operating near these few villages. If we set up an ambush nearby, we will certainly catch those bastards."
Chapter 143