"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"
The dull thuds of arrows piercing armor, the ripping sounds of halberds tearing through flesh, the mournful neighs of warhorses, and the screams of soldiers intertwined and echoed through Black Wind Valley, forming a symphony of death.
Those Donghu Wolf Riders, once brimming with fighting spirit, were now utterly frightened out of their wits by the terrifying combat strength of the Blood-Clad Army.
They discovered that the charges they had taken such pride in, their superb horsemanship, were utterly incapable of withstanding this crimson army.
Their attacks could not harm the enemy in the slightest, while every strike from the enemy could easily claim their lives.
"This isn't a battle—it's a massacre!"
A Donghu Wolf Rider cried out in despair, the curved blade in his hand hanging limply at his side. "Something must have happened to the main force! Otherwise, how could they have let an army like this charge all the way here?!"
Despair spread like a plague. More and more Donghu Wolf Riders abandoned all resistance, throwing aside their armor and fleeing toward the forests deep within the valley.
They tried to use their familiarity with the terrain to shake off the Blood-Clad Army's pursuit.
But it was all in vain.
The physiques of the Blood-Clad Army's soldiers far surpassed those of ordinary men. Even amid the valley's complicated terrain, their speed did not decrease in the slightest.
Like phantoms, they darted between tents and fences, catching up to the fleeing Donghu Wolf Riders. With a sweep of their weapons, they cut them down.
The elite Yan troops following behind the Blood-Clad Army also charged into the valley at this point.
As they watched the brutal massacre before them, their faces filled with shock. Quite a few even stopped in their tracks, staring wide-eyed as