Chapter: 1500
An all-out assault that can cut off the last breath of the cornered tiger.
Daoshi Goh nervously looked at Pyo-wol.
Although it bothered him that the poisonous smoke did not work on him, he still thought that an attack of this magnitude would be enough to dampen Pyo-wol�s spirit.
The reason why they were defeated by Pyo-wol in Chengdu was because they were unable to utilize the strength of their cavalry. They were only led around by Pyo-wol�s pace.
It was different now.
The tide had turned in favor of the Black Clouds from start to finish, and now it was time for the grand finale.
A siege-like charge from dozens of cavalrymen, and Ghost Arrows were about to pierce Pyo-wol at the same time.��
Pyo-wol pulled out ten strands of his Soul-Reaping Threads.
The battering ram-like charge, powered by their spears, could not be stopped with the Soul-Reaping Thread. After all, their charge was itself a perfect weapon for both offence and defense.�
But horses were different.
Ciiit!
The Soul-Reaping Thread spread itself across the ground. Infused with Pyo-wol�s qi, this was the sharpest weapon in the world.
The Soul-Reaping Thread easily sliced through the horse�s ankles.
Ciiit!
�Whoa!�
�Watch out�!�
The horses, which had their ankles sliced off, fell forward in unison with a mournful scream. They all slammed to the ground at the same speed they had been galloping.�
The horses� necks snapped in an unnatural way as they collapsed, while the warriors riding them screamed as they were crushed by the horses� massive bodies.
Their wedge formations were long gone, together with the giant spear they created.��
But their tragedy was yet to be over.�
A hall of arrows fired by their comrades rained on the fallen cavalrymen.�
�Aaack!�
�Keuk!�
The screams of the downed cavalrymen as they were hit by the arrow echoed throughout the area.�
�My god!�
Daoshi Goh�s eyes widened at the hellish sight.
Never in his wildest dreams did he consider that Pyo-wol would escape from his situation this way.
The sight of the Black Cloud Corps cavalrymen entangled with their horses, while screaming in agony was like a nightmare.
It was then.
�S, Stop him�!� JrNovels.com
Daoshi Goh nervously looked at Pyo-wol.
Although it bothered him that the poisonous smoke did not work on him, he still thought that an attack of this magnitude would be enough to dampen Pyo-wol�s spirit.
The reason why they were defeated by Pyo-wol in Chengdu was because they were unable to utilize the strength of their cavalry. They were only led around by Pyo-wol�s pace.
It was different now.
The tide had turned in favor of the Black Clouds from start to finish, and now it was time for the grand finale.
A siege-like charge from dozens of cavalrymen, and Ghost Arrows were about to pierce Pyo-wol at the same time.��
Pyo-wol pulled out ten strands of his Soul-Reaping Threads.
The battering ram-like charge, powered by their spears, could not be stopped with the Soul-Reaping Thread. After all, their charge was itself a perfect weapon for both offence and defense.�
But horses were different.
Ciiit!
The Soul-Reaping Thread spread itself across the ground. Infused with Pyo-wol�s qi, this was the sharpest weapon in the world.
The Soul-Reaping Thread easily sliced through the horse�s ankles.
Ciiit!
�Whoa!�
�Watch out�!�
The horses, which had their ankles sliced off, fell forward in unison with a mournful scream. They all slammed to the ground at the same speed they had been galloping.�
The horses� necks snapped in an unnatural way as they collapsed, while the warriors riding them screamed as they were crushed by the horses� massive bodies.
Their wedge formations were long gone, together with the giant spear they created.��
But their tragedy was yet to be over.�
A hall of arrows fired by their comrades rained on the fallen cavalrymen.�
�Aaack!�
�Keuk!�
The screams of the downed cavalrymen as they were hit by the arrow echoed throughout the area.�
�My god!�
Daoshi Goh�s eyes widened at the hellish sight.
Never in his wildest dreams did he consider that Pyo-wol would escape from his situation this way.
The sight of the Black Cloud Corps cavalrymen entangled with their horses, while screaming in agony was like a nightmare.
It was then.
�S, Stop him�!� JrNovels.com
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