If one were to say that the White Horse Soldiers, while moving at high speed, were like flowing clouds, then the Xiliang Iron Cavalry, having attained the same speed, were akin to a violent storm sweeping the earth. The oppressive feeling of dark clouds hovering over a city on the brink of collapse caused even the Northern Huns Guards facing them to feel the pressure.
"Kill!" The Uloran Clan roared, and the Northern Huns Guards, with long spears ready, charged headlong at the Xiliang Iron Cavalry, followed by over ten thousand Northern Huns Elite Cavalry who suddenly accelerated into a gallop.
At an almost extreme speed, both sides clashed in mere breaths, under the silver moon, two bolts of wild lightning battled across the plains, as the most elite cavalry in the world faced off at that moment.
