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The two torrents collided, immediately causing chaos with men and horses falling. The Dothraki suffered significant losses upon initial contact because the black-armored cavalry's weapons were far superior. Their over two-meter-long lances were not ordinary; they were weapons the Dothraki had never seen before. The tough spearheads could pierce armor, easily penetrating flesh, while the extending curved blades could cut and chop. The space between the two blades was also extremely sharp, like a shovel. Many Dothraki warriors had their arms and weapons chopped off together.

This was essentially a cheat provided by Liu Yuan. He replicated the Tang Dynasty's 'qiū' (丩) character halberd and made certain modifications to enhance its armor-piercing capabilities. Both the infantry and cavalry under his command could quickly master the techniques for using it. The arakh, a type of curved longsword, was the Dothraki's primary weapon. Skilled warriors on fast horses could easily cut down opponents.

However, they were at a disadvantage against the 'qiū' character halberd. Even if the spear tip missed, it could still sweep and cut. Against these Dothraki, who wore at most a leather vest, the weapon was incredibly lethal—it could stab to death or wound with a graze.

Moreover, their armor was quite sturdy, and they had a small steel cavalry shield on their left arm. During the charge, the warrior next to Misda Kou was knocked off his horse by the opponent's lance. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, bending over to avoid the thrust. He swung his arakh at the knight, but it was blocked by the small round shield, leaving only a shallow scratch on the armor. The immense force of the impact nearly made him drop his weapon, and he was immediately struck on the head with the shield, knocking him unconscious.

Misda Kou was lucky; as he fell from his horse, the galloping steeds didn't trample him. The black-armored cavalryman who had passed him shook his numb left arm, regretting that he hadn't had time to deliver another blow, and quickly focused on the enemies ahead.

The black-armored cavalry had the advantage in both numbers and equipment. After the initial clash, the horses gradually lost their momentum, and the two sides began to engage in close combat on horseback. A few warriors who broke through the black-armored cavalry's lines pulled on their reins, preparing to turn their horses around and charge back.

A Dothraki seemed to sense something, turning his head to look into the darkness behind him. "Thwack!" A silver flash struck his face, and a crossbow bolt pierced his skull. To everyone's surprise, dozens of war chariots burst through the darkness. Each chariot had three soldiers: one driving the chariot, one holding a crossbow, and the other wielding a four-meter-long hooked spear. Many Dothraki warriors were felled by crossbow bolts, and many more were pierced by the hooked spears.

On a chariot pulled by three horses, a hooked spear extended, piercing an enemy's body and lifting him high amidst his cries of agony. Then, with a forceful sweep, the 5.5-meter-long pole knocked three nearby warriors off their horses. A strong sweep to the left brought down another four, tearing the person impaled on the spear into two pieces.

Liu Yuan vigorously shook the spear, shaking off the blood. This was his imitation of the Song Dynasty's hooked scythe spear, but with a larger hook blade. Now that he had broken through to the third rank, he could wield these heavy and long weapons more easily. The Dothraki warriors, fewer than a hundred, who had charged out earlier, had already been completely eliminated. Most had been killed, and some had dismounted and surrendered.

The black-armored cavalry who had broken through the lines didn't linger, charging straight into the Dothraki camp. Soon, the cavalry that had been entangled with the Dothraki also maneuvered away, gradually disengaging. Some cavalry remained on the battlefield's periphery, maintaining mobility. At this time, some of the cavalry who had fallen from their horses or been blocked also drew the wild goose blade from their waists, bracing their shields and fighting on foot. They spontaneously formed battle formations with their comrades, coordinating long and short weapons, so that even the Dothraki's arrows couldn't harm them.

The number of people left on both sides was not that different. The Dothraki, lacking Kou's command, fought only with their bravery. In the darkness, the shouts of battle and the cries of men and horses stimulated their fragile nerves. Then, many black-armored soldiers with long spears appeared from the surroundings, two infantry companies of a hundred men each flanking them. From time to time, javelins would fly out from behind them, felling the warriors who were drawing their bows, and they realized that those javelins had been thrown by these infantrymen.

Not all the warriors had bows to retaliate with. Helpless, they had to charge the infantry lines, but they were quickly forced back by the forest of spears. Some unwilling warriors stood on their horses, trying to jump into the formation, but in the moment of their high leap, they were pierced through the body by wooden spears, suspended in mid-air. As torches were lit, they were surprised to find that they had been completely surrounded by the enemy.

In fact, the battle's outcome had already been decided when the infantry completed the encirclement. Facing the constantly approaching spear formation, the Dothraki could no longer mount an effective counterattack. They couldn't even escape on horseback. In despair, they threw down their arakhs and knelt to surrender.

However, the Dothraki's method of surrender was somewhat special. They would first cut off their braids with their weapons, then throw them on the ground along with their weapons, before slowly kneeling with their heads in their hands.

Three hundred cavalry charged into the camp, only cutting down a few who were running around. They divided the remaining people in the camp into different areas. Once the six hundred heavy infantry arrived, everyone surrendered obediently. Most of the people in the camp were slaves; they didn't even dare to run away, let alone resist! As for the Dothraki's elderly, weak, women, and children, their will to resist was also quite low. After all, Dothraki tribes rarely killed women and children in their inter-tribal warfare. Even if they fell into the hands of outsiders, they would at most become slaves, and their lives would still be spared.

When Liu Yuan entered the camp in his chariot, the battle had completely subsided. There were over a thousand slaves, and except for a few who had been killed while running around, the rest were huddled together obediently.

There was also a group of Dothraki elderly, weak, women, and children, about five hundred in all. Most were women and children, with very few old people.

As for the Dothraki warriors, about half had died in battle. Those who had surrendered were squatting aside with their heads in their hands, about three hundred in all. The Unsullied who were cleaning up the battlefield were occasionally dragging back a few and throwing them into the pile. These were the wounded and unconscious, and they were still worth saving. As for those who were too severely injured, they were given a quick death to spare them the suffering. After all, Liu Yuan intended to subdue the Dothraki to work for him, and he had already issued orders to capture as many alive as possible.

Through the test of battle, his recent training of soldiers had been very effective. The Unsullied infantry performed very steadily, with strict discipline. Throughout the entire battle, they didn't even make any unnecessary sounds unless ordered by an officer.

The cavalry's performance was the most outstanding; they deserved praise for both their battle record and their courage! They fearlessly fought the Dothraki cavalry head-on, and they were not at a disadvantage in either mounted or foot combat. They were already showing the beginnings of a strong army.