A blackness in everyone's eyes gradually expanded.

  Everyone stared incredulously in the direction of the approaching blackness.

  In the distance, on the flat land, a herd of horses with black iron armor suddenly surged out.

  The fierce light shone directly on these shiny armors, splashing endless brilliant rays.

  They are constantly changing in their frantic rush, giving people an illusion of changed colors.

  On that flat ground in Taiyuan, a magnificent scene appeared - it was a beautiful galloping beauty, a colorful and magnificent scenery.

  When the beauty of power and the beauty of stunning momentum are intertwined to form a strange picture.

  Like knights on horseback, they were covered in black armor from head to toe, their bodies wrapped tightly in a layer of hard steel.

  They came galloping head-on, the earth moaned under their feet, the wind whizzed past them, and the sunlight flashed beside them.

  With an endless oppression, they gradually drew near.

  "Intercept..."

  At a single order, a ten-thousand-man unit of the Xiongnu army swiftly formed up in front of the central army.

  They strung their bows and made preparations for an ambush.

  Two hundred steps, one hundred and fifty steps, one hundred steps...

  "Let go..."

  The Xiongnu general let out a loud shout, and suddenly the formation launched a barrage of arrows, with countless arrowheads flying towards the knights.

  "Ding Dong Dang Dang..."

  The loud sound of clashing steel still echoed in their ears, but unexpectedly, this group of knights had never taken this blow to heart.

  Tens of thousands of arrows rained down, and they didn't even have the qualification to make them pause for a moment.

  A mosquito biting an elephant, perhaps this is the best portrayal of them.

  Eighty steps, seventy steps, sixty steps, fifty steps...

  The Xiongnu general's forehead was covered in cold sweat as he watched the two armies about to collide violently.

  Suddenly, the black knights made a move that was pleasing to the eye.

  Thousands of them simultaneously drew out a spear several feet long made of fine copper from their horse quivers.

  They were on horseback, holding guns overhead, sideways, and leaning back...

  Under the gaze of all, they shouted in unison:

  "Ah..."

  The loud sound was so piercing, shaking the fragile eardrums of the enemies in front.

  With this loud cry, five thousand javelins rose into the air.

  These black javelins whirled through the air, swooshing towards the Xiongnu army's formation.

  No, this was the only thought in the mind of the Xiongnu general.

  He had never seen such a thing before and had never heard of it either.

  Being able to shoot a bow and arrow while on horseback is already a rare good rider.

  However, being able to throw a javelin while galloping on horseback and having such momentum is absolutely unique.

  But today, at this very moment, he saw it with his own eyes and felt it personally.

  All he paid was his life.

  Flying javelins drew one after another gorgeous and standard arc in the air, they shot into the queue of Xiongnu people neatly.

  A powerful force can penetrate everything, and the leather armor on the Xiongnu people's body is clearly unable to withstand such a fierce weapon.

  The black spear seemed like a warrant from the King of Hell, summoning souls. Nearly a thousand Xiongnu people were shot through and fell to the ground.

  Cries of horror and despair rose and fell in waves, and suddenly a vast empty space appeared in the midst of the crowd.

  It was as if a patch of crimson wetland had suddenly appeared in the midst of an emerald green prairie, jarring and heart-stopping.

  Here, countless wounded people fell to the ground and groaned, their bodies suddenly having one or even several blood holes.

  The Xiongnu's Wan Qi Chang opened his eyes wide and stared fixedly at the blackness that was constantly approaching in front of him.

  On his chest, slanting upwards, was stuck a black javelin.

  His hand still had a trace of residual strength, firmly grasping the reins.

  Although the war horse under his crotch had long since fallen to the ground, he still stubbornly raised his head from the ground.

  He couldn't believe all this was true no matter what.

  The black cavalry is approaching, already at a stone's throw away.

  A horseshoe was constantly expanding in his already somewhat scattered eyeballs until it filled his entire pupil.

  "I..."

  His head was blown to pieces in an instant, mixed with the muddy earth, and never existed again.

  The black ocean didn't stop at all, and stepped on his body, rushing straight past.

  A detachment of ten thousand men could not stop these fearless warriors.

  When the Huns came to their senses, they had already crossed that piece of empty land and galloped away towards the east.

  "What is this thing?" Tie Qing's face turned blue with rage as he muttered to himself.

  He asked directly from his mouth, what is this thing, in his subconscious mind, these are almost no longer human.

  How can people be so cruel?

  The sudden arrival of the cavalry caused everyone on the battlefield to focus their attention, except for the two armies that were fighting to the death among the Han people.

  Almost all eyes are focused on this sudden team.

  No one knew their origin, and no one had ever heard of such a unit.

  But what they showed was a powerful force that deeply intimidated all the warriors who saw that scene.

  Even the usually calm and collected Mo Duo couldn't help but have a hint of doubt and worry in his eyes. Where did this army come from? How could they possess such formidable combat strength, yet be completely unheard of before?

  He silently cursed the scouts responsible for gathering intelligence, those idiots who deserved to be killed.

  In fact, including this time, it was only the second sortie of this cavalry unit.

  They couldn't find out any news, which is also a very normal thing.

  His eyes suddenly changed because he discovered a terrifying thing.

  These cavalrymen suddenly changed direction and after rushing past the rear camp of the Xiongnu, immediately began to turn around and rushed straight towards their own direction.

  His forehead was instantly covered with dense cold sweat.

  Even the formal Golden Wolf Army couldn't stop their charge, how could he resist?

  The black iron torrent was like a volcanic lava that had been suppressed for hundreds of years and suddenly erupted, flowing towards the direction of the withered trees.

  In the eyes of those ten thousand reserve soldiers, there was an unmistakable fear that could not be concealed.

  He was suddenly moved in his heart and pointed at the group of coerced civilians, shouting: "Push them to the front!"

  The reserve troops were like people waking up from a dream, and they drove away those chaotic crowds with all their might.

  But in a moment, these civilians had changed direction and formed a weak line of defense in front of the reserve army.

  The commanders of the Yellow Dragon Army shouted loudly, but they did not dare to take a step forward, fearing the steel knives held over their loved ones' heads by the enemy.

  His palms were full of cold sweat, and although he was unclear where this army came from.

  But just by looking at their charge against the Xiongnu army's great array, one can tell that they are enemies, not friends.

  So they came straight here to rescue these captives?

  His reaction was also extremely quick, immediately pushing these hostages forward.

  If they were really here for these old, weak women and children, they would have stopped in their tracks.

  If they themselves made a miscalculation, then even if these people really died out, it would be no big deal.

  At that time, there will naturally be people who will fight them to the death. The 500,000 soldiers of the Yellow Dragon Army are not just decorations.

  His eyes were sharp and piercing as he gazed at these increasingly close cavalrymen, his heart racing wildly.

  Suddenly, his heart sank.

  Because he saw that this group of cavalry did not slow down their horses.

  They continued to charge forward at the same speed.

  The faces of the many, the faces of the reserve troops, and the faces of the 50,000 soldiers of the Yellow Dragon Army in the rear all turned pale at the same time.

  "No..."

  A mournful howl echoed through heaven and earth.

  However, there was no one who could stop the advancing footsteps of those black-robed knights anymore.

  "Disperse..."

  Just as the knights were less than twenty paces away from the hostages, Ziduo suddenly gave the order to scatter, and all the reserve troops desperately moved to both sides, they did not want to die under the iron hooves for no reason.

  Behind them, the formation of the Yellow Dragon Army had become disordered, countless generals and soldiers left their ranks, desperately rushing forward.

  The Xiongnu could have left but they did not.

  Their mouths were filled with desperate cries as they watched the cavalry charge towards the group of hostages who had already been paralyzed on the ground.

  "Hmm..."

  A loud shout rose up, the cavalrymen all leaned sideways at the same time, their speed unchanged, only in the same moment, at the same time, they made the same movement.

  They drove their horses forward.

  They actually split in two from the middle, as if an invisible long knife was placed horizontally in the middle of the team, and the knights drove their horses to draw a beautiful arc, barely bypassing the group of hostages in the center.

  "Oh no!"

  A voice full of emotion and horror came out of Duo's mouth, his face was completely bloodless, he was thoroughly stunned by the scene in front of him.

  What kind of riding is this......

  Even for the Huns, a nation that grew up on horseback, they would not dare say that they could make such a change in direction while charging with a large army.

  The speed of the black-clad troops had reached the extreme limit of a cavalry charge.

  At such a speed, wanting to make a move to change direction is absolutely a very difficult thing.

  Of course, if it's just one person, then any qualified Golden Wolf soldier can easily do it.

  If they were a hundred-man team, they might just barely make it.

  However, once they exceed a thousand people, it can be said with certainty that they are absolutely powerless.

  However, the fact is in front of us.

  A fact he couldn't believe had appeared.

  In this world, there were indeed troops that could surpass the Golden Wolf Army in horsemanship.

  The Xiongnu people's greatest honor, which they have always been proud of, has become yesterday's yellow flower.

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