This Is My Big Brother!

A billowing cloud of dust suddenly rose along the western horizon. Thirty thousand heavily armored cavalry surged toward them like a black tide. The pounding of iron hooves rolled like muffled thunder, making everyone's scalps tingle.

"Over ten thousand heavy cavalry??? Are they insane?? Could a single prefecture like Ruzhou really support that many?"

Everyone could hardly believe it. Even at the height of the empire, the idea of having over ten thousand heavy cavalry had been nothing more than an idea.

A single army would be lucky to gather two or three thousand of these things, which would be more than enough. Over ten thousand?? They wouldn't even dare imagine such a number.

At the command of the black standard, the deafening thunder of iron hooves abruptly ceased. More than ten thousand cavalrymen stood silently in the distance, as still as a field of dark stones.

But the silence only made everyone more afraid.

They obeyed orders to the letter—even their warhorses did. It was nearly impossible to achieve such discipline, not to mention among ten thousand cavalrymen; even ten thousand infantrymen would struggle to manage it.

Yet it was happening right before their eyes. The rebel kings, each commanding mighty armies, couldn't help but begin to doubt themselves.

King Wu's eyes were bloodshot. He was nearly going mad with frustration.

If he hadn't lost the Ghost Marshal Flag, his tens of thousands of Yin Soldiers would be here. There was no way these iron shells would be strutting around in front of him.

At the thought, King Wu looked toward Xiao Ran in the distance.

But by then, Xiao Ran's side was already nearing the end of the battle.

The pitch-black Mount Tai grew larger and larger, pinning the ghostly figure beneath it so it couldn't move. As