He raised his head again, looked forward, and saw the carriage stopped at the pass, not daring to move further. Behind it, some guards holding flags began to retreat in panic, and the flags, blowing in the wind, prominently displayed a giant "Prince" character!

It was——

The Wolf-faced Prince suddenly shouted, "Sound the copper gong, retreat!"

The soldiers around him were stunned, some about to charge further down heard this and immediately halted, asking in confusion, "Prince, why? We’re already——"

"Sound the copper gong, retreat!"

The Wolf-faced Prince angrily reprimanded, and although the soldiers next to him couldn’t see his expression, they could hear the shock and anger in his voice, and hurriedly began to beat the copper gong.

Suddenly, the clear, piercing sound rang throughout the grassland.

The Heavy Cavalry charging ahead heard this sound and immediately stopped their formation. The leading man was in high spirits, his face stained red with blood, but upon hearing the retreat sound of the copper gong, he frowned: "What is going on?!"

The guards around him quickly approached, "The Prince wants us to retreat!"

"Why retreat now?"

"We’re about to take them down!"

"But this is the Prince’s command!"

In this moment of hesitation, the battlefield remained tense, cavalry clashing into the center of the battlefield, intertwining with the struggling infantry once again, with the sounds of roars and screams almost drowning out the sound of the copper gong.

The Wolf-faced Prince’s thin lips were pressed into a line, the tension showing clear signs of him clenching his jaw on his lean cheeks, once again ordering, "Sound it again!"

The soldier beating the copper gong dared not be negligent, hurriedly struck it forcefully.

The sharp, piercing sound of the copper gong instantly spread across the entire grassland.

Not only did they hear it, but even those battling them heard it, as the soldiers already overwhelmed by the Heavy Cavalry suddenly heard the opposite side sounding a retreat, providing them a chance to catch their breath, and hurriedly prepared to retreat as well.

The Turkic soldiers charging in front saw this situation, their blood boiling with wild instincts wanting to charge forward, but the piercing sound of the copper gong kept sounding behind them, urgently calling them back.

Some hesitated, suggesting, "Should we retreat?"

"Let’s retreat, the Prince is urging us."

"Retreat."

The man gritted his teeth in frustration, but at this moment, both the enemy and their own troops began to withdraw, with no choice but to sigh, gripping the reins to turn his horse around, preparing to go back: "Retreat!"

But just as the troops on both sides were about to respectively withdraw, suddenly, an even louder sound than the retreat echoed from the forest behind the Wolf-faced Prince, like muted thunder, causing the entire forest to tremble. Gusts swept across the woodland, rustling leaves, and shook the troops standing on the mound!

The sound was——

The Wolf-faced Prince quickly turned back, seeing the dense forest they just passed through now filled with chaotic shadows, and a sound increasingly deafening sent waves of tension, causing his spirited horse beneath him to uneasily move.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

These three sounds were drumbeats!

They were sounding a retreat, but behind them, someone was beating drums for deployment!

The Wolf-faced Prince and his soldiers were astonished, and at this moment, the rumbling noise had already startled their horses to begin anxious movements, some even rushed straight down the mound, and as soon as they moved, countless cold stars flew and shot out from the forest!

Arrows!

An arrow shower, just like the one that attacked them earlier!

In an instant, several soldiers were hit and fell to the ground, the Wolf-faced Prince realizing something was wrong, shouted urgently, "Go down! Quick, get down!"

The group, already frightened by the drumbeats behind, barely controlled their mounts, upon hearing his command, quickly rode downwards, narrowly dodging the arrows flying over their heads and ears. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

They galloped down the mound, looking back in a fluster, only to see from that dense forest, suddenly a large force like a rolling wave surged through the woods, offensively pushing them down the mound!

These people were all dressed in yellow garments.

However, among them, there was a team, carrying arrow tubes and wielding longbows, shooting arrows while dashing out of the woods. They wore dark blue clothes, just like the group of soldiers that had come from the mountain pass opposite earlier!