Chapter 1113: 501: Shocking Buzzer-Beater! Eye-Popping Explosion!_3
So, their warhorses are emaciated and dry.
The gap between the two sides is so vast, leading a hundred cavalry, Lanling was truly dood!
Once the formation was complete, Lanling said to Constantine, “Chieftain, I’m leading the troops to battle.”
Constantine’s face was cold, he waved his hand, not even bothering with perfunctory words.
Before leaving, Lanling shouted loudly to Du Yan, “Du Yan, you coward!”
Then, in front of everyone, he gave Du Yan the middle finger.
This sentence dealt a massive blow to Du Yan’s prestige.
In The Barbaric Wilderness, losing a battle is no big deal, but not daring to fight is disgraceful.
And Du Yan’s retreat and reluctance to fight caused his image to plumt in the hearts of the Foreign Tribe Army brothers.
Du Yan was truly boiling with rage, wishing he could tear Lanling to pieces. That bastard, that mongrel, always seizing every mont to verbally strike at him.
However, he wouldn’t argue with a dead man, a foolish and ignorant dead man.
But even with Lanling dead, he would want to flog his corpse.
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The two cavalry units entered the dueling arena!
A rectangle drawn with li lines, three thousand ters long and thirty ters wide.
Lanling led a hundred Foreign Tribe Army cavalry to the left of the rectangle. Lanling and Leitong were in the front, with a hundred cavalry behind in ten rows, ten riders per row.
The Wild Horse Tribe’s one hundred elite cavalry were on the right of the rectangle. Likewise, the two cavalry leaders were at the forefront, with a hundred cavalry behind also in ten rows, ten riders per row.
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After the lineup, the remaining distance between the two forces was about two thousand ters behind. Once they began charging, each cavalry would have a charging distance of one thousand ters.
The atmosphere on both sides was different.
The hundred cavalry on Lanling’s side were filled with tragic determination, ready to die. But their warhorses were full of unease, whinnying.
anwhile, the cavalry on the Wild Horse Tribe’s side were filled with pride and indifference. It wasn’t a resolute certainty of victory but a complete disregard for their opponents.
It was like a match where Brazil t China on the soccer field.
In their eyes, this was another slaughter.
The nearly twenty thousand soldiers in the entire field shared one opinion, that the hundred ragtag cavalry led by Lanling were inevitably dood.
The only suspense was how long they could hold out!
“Three minutes, I bet the pretty boy’s side will hold for three minutes before defeat, place the bets, place the bets.”
“Four minutes, because the horses of this ragtag army are so bad it’ll take them three full minutes to run a thousand ters.”
“I bet two minutes, because in less than two minutes these ragtag horses will be scared and running in all directions!”
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“Clang!”
The bell tolled!
“Kill!”
“Kill!”
The two cavalry units charged fiercely, accelerating!
The Wild Horse Tribe cavalry, like arrows leaving the string, accelerated rapidly, transforming their formation into a sharp blade.
While on Lanling’s side, after not even three hundred ters of acceleration, the hundred cavalry began to scatter, only trying not to go out of bounds, as for formation, that was just a hope in vain.
The fighting proficiency between the two cavalry units was worlds apart.
The Wild Horse Tribe’s speed was imnsely faster. Moreover, a hundred riders seed like they had only one voice.
The cavalry on Lanling’s side was slow, with scattered hoofbeats.
Yet regardless, both cavalry units were getting ever closer, closer…
The Wild Horse Tribe cavalry, like a sharp knife, fierce and unstoppable.
The hundred cavalry on Lanling’s side gathered in a heap looked like nothing more than a ss.
By the ti they’d run six hundred ters, the speed of the warhorses on Lanling’s side began to slow down.
While the Wild Horse Tribe’s cavalry continued to accelerate, faster and faster. Their gazes toward Lanling’s cavalry were no longer disdainful, but pitying.
It was like when Brazil t China, playing until even they felt embarrassed to score because the opponent was too weak, not even interested in the massacre.
However, the Wild Horse Tribe cavalry would show no rcy, delivering the craziest, most brutal slaughter.
The two cavalry units were getting closer, closer.
The nearly twenty thousand present held their breath, watching the approaching massacre.
Three hundred ters…
Two hundred ters…
One hundred ters…
Fifty ters…
Thirty ters…
Twenty ters…
Ten ters…
Then, like a blade piercing butter!
Like a cot impacting the earth.
The mont of slaughter arrived, the ragtag cavalry on Lanling’s side were bound for inevitable death!
“Kill, kill, kill…” The Wild Horse Tribe cavalry leader swung his battle blade, issuing a heaven-shaking cry.
Then, the two cavalry units crashed violently.
The slaughter was about to begin!
But at that mont, Lanling suddenly let out a roar, a howl.
“Awroo…”
Like a dragon’s roar, like a Demon’s Roar!
Suddenly, it was as if a storm passed by, as if thunder swept across.
Then, an astonishing scene, one that shocked everyone to their core, making skin crawl and eyes widen, unfolded!
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