A flicker of admiration passed through Bilege's eyes, but it was swiftly replaced by contempt.
"Cart Suspended Formation!"
"Charge—"
After Wang Zhi left.
Zhao Kang became the only one who had reached great completion in Bone Forging. He stood at the very front, Seedling Long Saber in hand, and roared, "Charge!"
Before the incredulous eyes of five thousand cavalrymen, the enemy's mere three hundred riders charged forward with almost no hesitation. Their equipment was crude, yet the cavalry formation they deployed was orderly and precise.
As they galloped, they resembled a massive wheel edged with blades.
"Bilege, let me handle this!"
This was precisely why they had forced them onto this narrow path.
When enemies met on a narrow road, their numerical advantage was canceled out.
The Barbarian organ-forging commander took the lead, meteor hammer in hand, intending to smash to death the Sheng man in front of him who kept shouting "Charge!" But just as the two armies were about to collide, Zhao Kang suddenly reined in his horse and stopped. A rider on a white horse surged out from behind him instead, a long spear carrying an aura of terror that reached him in the blink of an eye.
After his momentary shock, the Barbarian commander immediately swung his meteor hammer. He clearly felt that he should have blocked the blow, yet a chill still ran through his chest as a transparent hole was pierced through his heart.
The main general was dead.
The Barbarian Cavalry lost their nerve and retreated in disorder. More than thirty riders were cut down in succession. Fortunately, the supporting army was right behind them, preventing a complete rout. They quickly rallied and formed up again.
"A white-horse organ-forging warrior, killing a general with one spear? Could this be the one Hall Master