The scene before their eyes stunned everyone on the city walls.
And those outside the city were no less shocked, their jaws nearly hitting the ground.
Ah Hu and Old Zhang, among others, watched dumbfounded as thousands of horses charged fiercely and fearlessly. It was overwhelmingly awe-inspiring.
Finally, two middle-aged men in golden armor on the city walls reacted, bellowing, "Quick, stop those mad horses!"
Currents of Heavenly Realm and Earth Realm energies intertwined and swooped down to the assault.
But there were simply too many horses; as soon as they engaged, they were blown away or overwhelmed, with not even dregs remaining.
What Heavenly Realm, what Earth Realm, at this moment seemed insignificant as grains of sand.
Crack...
Suddenly, the city gate made a cracking sound.
A flash of brilliance in Sikong Jing's eyes, he addressed the hundred thousand soldiers lying prone on the ground, "The city is about to fall, everyone charge with the horses."
