"Master!"
"Mount up!"
After breaking through the encirclement, Kulin dismounted without hesitation, offering his steed to Duncan.
But Duncan calmly replied, "No need."
After saying that, his figure accelerated into a sprint, matching the speed of the galloping warhorses. Behind him, Kulin and others quickly followed.
A flash of cold light arrives first, followed by a spear thrust like a dragon.
Duncan's figure charged forward with his spear, piercing through the chest of the oncoming enemy. He swung the corpse in a horizontal sweep, repelling several riders ahead. Amidst the howling wind, a horse had all its limbs broken, its bones snapped with a crisp sound, causing the charging enemy cavalry to tumble over.
At that moment, Duncan single-handedly grabbed a frightened horse, clamping it with his arm, using sheer barbaric power to hold it in place, rendering it immobile, even forcing its forelegs to kneel.
