Without warning, however, the Roaring Warriors at the very front and their warhorses let out piercing screams and plunged beneath the ground.
Liu Qian gave a cold smile. To guard against surprise attacks, he had long since ordered camouflaged Trench Traps dug across the plain on the eastern side of the battlefield.
The cavalry behind them had no time to react. Their immense momentum carried them crashing into the pits one after another, or left them trampled to pulp beneath their companions' horses.
One trench, two, three-five or six successive trenches swallowed hundreds of the elite riders in the vanguard, brutally halting and disrupting the charge the Dothraki took such pride in.
The mournful cries of horses, the screams of riders, and the dull crunch of shattering bones mingled into a scalp-prickling din.
Though their speed had dropped sharply and their formation was in chaos, the ferocity in the Dothraki's bones had been fully unleashed.
They skirted around or rode over their companions' corpses, roaring even more wildly as they charged the steel bulwark again.
Bang! Bang! Bang-!
Like towering waves crashing against the shore, the frenzied horses slammed into the Dragon Spirit Guardians' tower-shield line. The tremendous impact shook the foremost Guardians from head to toe, and even the earth sank beneath their feet.
But with their inhuman strength and excellent equipment, they held firm against that first, fiercest impact.
Spears darted like vipers through the gaps between shields, piercing horses' bellies and plunging into riders with precision.
In an instant, men and horses tumbled, and blood sprayed!
Yet there were simply too many Dothraki.
They were like an endless tide.
Fearless of death, they hurled their flesh and blood against the steel defensive line.
Under repeated, violent impacts, one section of the shield wall finally loosened slightly, and