Finally, after repeatedly probing and realizing that this army would not fall into their rhythm, the Xiongnu soldiers quickly gathered at the front.
"Charge!"
Li Ming, seeing the assembled Xiongnu troops ahead, knew that the enemy had abandoned those useless tactics and had chosen to face them head-on. He smiled slightly, waved his long spear, and with only a little over a hundred meters separating them, he led his soldiers in their first charge.
"Boom boom boom…"
The sound of three hundred soldiers galloping on their steeds was like muffled thunder. One of the rules of the competition held in the hunting ground was that as long as one side was victorious, no matter how many survivors there were, those who had been marked dead in the battle could return to the field, restoring the team to its full complement of three hundred men.