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The jiao horses were extraordinarily swift. Less than the time it took to drink a cup of tea after they first heard the hoofbeats, the cavalry had already charged up to Shi Lan and the others.
At the sight of the cavalry, Shi Lan's expression froze briefly.
There were roughly twenty or thirty people in the group, and every one of them was a woman. They wore armor without face masks, their features clearly visible. A red silk ribbon was tied around each woman's forehead, and all their hairstyles were identical: their hair was gathered beneath iron crowns into high ponytails that hung down their backs.
Compared to the heavy armor worn by Wang Ning and the others, the women's armor looked much lighter. It came in two pieces, with a nearly palm-wide band of iron wire around the waist separating the upper armor from the armored skirt below and outlining their slender figures.
They carried no horse-cutting sabers. Instead, each had a long weapon resembling an Emei spike, over five feet long and edged on all four sides. In addition, every woman carried a half-person-length iron bow on her back, while quivers tied to their horses held steel arrows that glinted coldly.
The woman at their head was about twenty-five or twenty-six. She had ink-black hair and a tall, lithe figure. Though she wore no makeup, her brows were like crescents and her eyes like stars, with a faint chill in her gaze.
From what Shi Lan could sense, the woman's strength was around the fifth level of the Xiantian Realm. Her talent was remarkable.
The woman carried no longbow on her back, and no weapon hung at her horse's side. Holding the reins loosely, she looked over Shi Lan and the others before