Jiang Chen did not know whether those in the Heavenly Court were devoid of brains. However, it was certain the Heavenly Court faction was doing this intentionally, otherwise, they would not have had Sun Wukong take care of the horses.
"Oh, dear..."
Sun Wukong felt like he was going crazy, ignoring the threat of the black dragon, he raised his golden cudgel, and smashed it towards Huo Qubing's direction.
Simultaneously, he released the remaining eight thousand heavenly horses.
It needed to be said, Sun Wukong was truly a genius. After merely two encounters against the army, he was already adept with their battle formations.
Upon their appearance, the heavenly horses did not scatter as mere clusters but were instead grouped in indiscernible formations, poised like the most elite of soldiers, ready to charge towards the Great Han military camp.
"Xiōu…"
