Clip-clop, clip-clop, clip-clop...
Suddenly, the thunderous pounding of hooves rolled in from the distance. At first, it was barely audible, but as time passed, it grew louder and louder, as though it would pierce the clouds and shake heaven and earth.
It sounded like countless war drums beating at once, each heavy blow striking everyone's hearts, making their pulses race and their breathing quicken.
Everyone on the battlefield was thrown into a panic by the sudden hoofbeats. The opposing forces, who had been locked in fierce combat,
stopped fighting in unison and swiftly retreated to either side, facing off against one another while warily watching the direction of the sound.
The hoofbeats grew louder, like thousands upon thousands of horses charging past. Their momentum could topple mountains and overturn seas, striking terror into everyone.
Every hoofbeat seemed to land on their heartstrings, stretching their nerves to the breaking point.
As everyone stared tensely into the distance, a brightly colored banner gradually appeared on the horizon, snapping in the wind.
Embroidered boldly across it were five characters, their strokes like soaring dragons and dancing phoenixes-"Golden Spear and Iron Horse Sect"!
Then, rank after perfectly ordered rank of cavalry appeared in their sight like a white torrent.
The white horses beneath these riders were snow-white from head to tail, their bodies almost entirely covered in heavy armor. Beneath each horse's hooves burned a roaring white flame, as though they were demons galloping out of hell.
Upon these white horses sat rows of heavily armored Golden Spear and Iron Horse Sect disciples.
Most wore white armor that exposed only their murderous eyes. Each gripped a dark-red spear, its tip flashing coldly in the sunlight and sending chills down everyone's spines.
From a distance, the cavalry resembled an immense white dragon, stretching on