"Neigh! Neigh!"
The tall Andalusian warhorse let out a pained whinny, like the roar of some mythical creature! A spear had stabbed into its soft belly, opening a bloody gash from which flowed the same bright red as a human's, making it seem especially eerie. And yet none of this shook the Red-hair Dog-kin's resolve to kill it!
The warhorse kicked and stamped in a frenzy, bolting wildly, leaving Red-hair Mikui unable to get close for the moment. Only when it crashed in agony into the fence around the pasture did Mikui charge in again, now with a Bronze axe in hand, and swing it down with all his strength!
"Stupid bull-horse! Take my axe!"
That ferocious chop struck the torn belly of the warhorse again, ripping open a long wound, and then came another chop! Intestines and blood gushed out together. Only then did this strong "four-legged riding beast" let out a humanlike scream of terror and crash to the ground.
"Haaha! First one! This bull-horse is much flimsier than a bison!"
"Hiss! Neigh!"
The firelight in the Demon stronghold rose and twisted. All kinds of cries rang out, shrill and fanatical. In the stables and pasture to the east, the Red-hair Dog-kin chased everywhere, thrusting with spears. The Demon warhorses ran in all directions, a complete blood-colored chaos!
"Damn it! What kind of bull-horse is this, with skin so thick... Chasing it nearly killed me!"
Red-hair Mikui panted hard, glanced at the village camp where voices boiled over, then looked at the four-legged riding beast on the ground that still had not died, and cursed loudly.
"Dead bull-horse... No, I've got to change methods to deal with them! Right, chop the horse legs!"
"Haaha! I, Mikui, am really smart! Smarter than Marshal Black Wolf!"
Red-hair Mikui laughed loudly