Kang Luo watched his own soldiers being butchered, and his eyes were ready to split.

But he had not lost his reason.

"Fall back, fall back now!"

To turn back now and rescue the men and horses of the archer battalion and the baggage train would play right into Ning Chen's hands... his whole fifty thousand would be thrown away along with them.

"Quarter to any man who surrenders!"

"Quarter to any man who surrenders!"

"Quarter to any man who surrenders!"

The criers had their order from Ning Chen and roared it out together.

Nanyue's soldiers had had the courage frightened clean out of them long before, and had no heart left to fight.

They threw down their weapons and surrendered, group after group.

The situation was brought under control very quickly.

Tong Yuanzhou came galloping up.

His whole face was full of admiration as he looked at Ning Chen. This battle had been an absolute joy to fight — the Great Xuan had lost almost nothing, and the takings were enormous.

All of Nanyue's stores had been captured, and that meant supplies and fodder for fifty thousand men and horses, along with siege carts, warhorses, full armor, weapons and every kind of gear.

The captured arrows alone came to several hundred thousand.

Kang Luo's two assaults on the fort had cost him more than three thousand men.

Of Nanyue's five thousand archers, more than half were lost, and every one of the rest was taken prisoner.

And the five thousand soldiers of the baggage train had also lost more than half dead and wounded, with the rest all made prisoners.

"My lord marquis, are we to give chase? Kang Luo still has about thirty-five thousand men and horses, but they are short of clothing and short of food. They certainly can't get far."

"He must be running toward Jianxuan Pass now. If we ride hard and take them between us and the Ning'an Army at Jianxuan Pass, we can certainly wipe them out at one stroke."

Tong Yuanzhou said it with his whole face lit up.

Ning Chen laughed.…