Previously, with a spurt of energy, the horses were also focused and courageously galloped, following the troops all the way back. It was only now that they felt that something was amiss.
There were still many companions of the same species around them, but they were not aware of it. Now that the surviving Steel Cavalry had returned, the masterless warhorses were at a loss, their heads swaying left and right as they searched for their companions in fear.
Am I not carrying the burden of my old comrade whom I have always been so close to?
Why? Why aren't you riding me?
Where have you gone?
The warhorses neighed in bewilderment, stomping their hooves anxiously, hoping to find the face they were most familiar with in the crowd.
Suddenly, a war horse let out a long neigh and stood up on its hind legs. It turned its head and looked around, clearly trying to find its master. However, its eyes were filled with more and more fear, sorrow, and desolation.
After some time, more than two thousand warhorses neighed in anguish at the same time.
When the sound fell into everyone's ears, they could not help but feel a heart-wrenching sorrow.
Fu Baoguo lowered his head in dejection.
The twenty thousand Steel Cavalry who had gathered and returned to the troop bit their lips tightly, keeping quiet as tears glistened in their eyes.
Even the formation of the Steel Cavalry, which had never been disorderly, was a little disorganized.
Many of the warhorses, carrying the empty saddles on their backs, began to move uncontrollably. The horses' noses twitched as they looked around in vain, searching for their companions, their masters.
That kind of blankness, sorrow, and loneliness was truly mournful, a sight that struck one's heart with grief …
Suddenly, a long neigh rang out. A warhorse left the troop, carrying the empty saddle on its back and sprinting towards the battlefield like an arrow.
The warhorse was sentient, obviously wanting to return to where its master had left it. It wanted to search for him, find him, be with him again, and carry him for eternity!
With this warhorse leading the way, hundreds of other warhorses left the troop and galloped after it.
The long mane on the horses' necks swayed in the wind, but it was filled with determination and solemnity.
"Stop them!" Wang Dingguo was taken aback, and hastily shouted.
"We can't stop them anymore!" Fu Baoguo shook his head dejectedly and said, "They … won't be coming back …"
The neighing of the warhorses echoed on the battlefield for a long time. On the other side, Dongxuan's troops were cleaning up the battlefield. Hundreds of warhorses charged over, completely ignoring the enemy's silhouettes as they searched carefully among the mess.
They were so attentive and so duty-bound.
"Catch them!"
A deputy general in Dongxuan's army was overjoyed when he saw it.
These were all Steel Cavalry Warhorses, and any one of them was a fine steed that could only be picked out of a thousand!
Such a large group of ownerless warhorses suddenly appeared. Isn't this a windfall from the sky? I've struck it rich!
Dongxuan's deputy general, eager to hunt, immediately took a step forward and sprinted towards a horse that was obviously of the highest quality.
With this person as an example, many Dongxuan soldiers swarmed forward at once.
"… Wait!"
When a middle-aged general saw this from afar, he knew something was wrong, but it was too late to stop him.
Moreover, even if they had heard him, the soldiers who only had the desire to obtain a fine steed would not have bothered with him.
At least hundreds of Dongxuan soldiers had already charged forward, entangling themselves with the horses.
"This one is mine!"
"Haha, mine!"
"Mine …"
The hundreds of warhorses were searching for their companions with all their might. How could they hold it in when they were suddenly pulled and even ridden? They were unprecedentedly agitated, jumping around in a frenzy. With a long neigh, a warhorse that had been stolen onto its back leaped and bit as it charged towards Dongxuan's formation like it had gone mad.
The horse's head was obviously slanted by the reins, but its eyes were filled with madness that had lost all sense of reason. Its speed was as fast as lightning; no matter what was in front of it, it only knew how to charge!
All the warhorses neighed in agony, leaping and galloping madly.
"Jump down! Jump down quickly! Jump down quickly if you don't want to die! "
The Dongxuan general roared in terror from afar, stomping his feet. These newbies really knew nothing!
On the battlefield, who would dare provoke a warhorse that had lost its master?
Such provocation was no different from courting death!
These warhorses had already been destined to die; they had returned to the battlefield to die for their master! Life and death were no longer a consideration for these loyal warhorses!
Jumping down from a galloping warhorse was extremely dangerous and could easily injure their tendons and bones, but it was still better than dying!
It was just that many of the soldiers who had climbed onto the warhorses did not even have the time to jump down.
The warhorses galloped like lightning and the outcome was decided in an instant.
Some of the warhorses crashed headfirst into the huge tree stumps; not only did they break their tendons and bones from the impact, the soldiers on the horses were buried along with them!
Some crashed headfirst into the surrounding rocks, causing blood to splatter everywhere. The strong inertia sent the riders flying, bleeding from the fall.
There were even more warhorses that charged into Dongxuan's formation in a frenzy, kicking and biting, destroying with all their might until they fell under Dongxuan's sabers and swords. However, it was only these hundreds of frenzied warhorses that had caused thousands of Dongxuan soldiers to be injured or killed!
With a long neigh, the leader of Dongxuan's Shadow Cavalry charged over on a tall black horse, cursing loudly, "Who asked them to tame these warhorses? Are they f * cking courting death? They're already on the battlefield and they don't even have this bit of common sense? "
"A bunch of b * stards!"
The leader of the Shadow Cavalry roared like thunder.
The most effective way to deal with the ownerless warhorses was to shoot them down with arrows. All other countermeasures were costly and the loss outweighed the gain.
A general came out from the army with a darkened expression and a saber in his hand, saying furiously, "Sacrificing yourself to show your loyalty? Your father is going to eat these beasts! All of you shall be crushed into pieces, not even your bones will be left! "
The leader of the Shadow Cavalry was enraged, lashing the dark-faced general several feet away with a whip as he hollered, "How dare you! Such loyal warhorses and you want to eat their flesh! Are you still human? "
He was not willing to let it go after that, hopping off his horse and starting another round of frenzied beatings.
There were tears glistening in his eyes.
"Clean up these warhorses and bury them with all the Yutang soldiers who have died in the war!" The leader of the Shadow Cavalry heaved a long sigh.
There were still a few warhorses that were not dead yet, still twitching and whining on the ground. The desolation in their cries was heart-wrenching.
The leader of the Black Knights sighed and walked over with large strides. He gently caressed the neck of the dying warhorse and softly comforted it. However, the steel blade in his hand was cleanly inserted into the warhorse's heart to send it off …
"Go in peace. Your master is waiting for you underground. You can ride side by side again, never to be separated again!"
He stood up, still trembling with rage as he hollered, "Why doesn't anyone know about this military taboo? Why do they still want to violate it? Whose soldiers are these? Reply to your father! "
His angry roar echoed in the air, filled with grief and indignation.
"Are you waiting for us to die so that you can come and steal our loyal warhorses as well? Are you going to eat our loyal warhorses as well? Isn't that right? "
The Shadow Cavalry and the Steel Cavalry were both lethal weapons on the battlefield; they were the continent's top cavalry!
They had always regarded each other as their strongest opponent, and also their only opponent!
At this moment, they could empathize with the fate of these masterless Steel Cavalry warhorses as if they were experiencing it themselves!
On Yutang's side.
Banners fluttered in the wind.
Tens of thousands of soldiers saluted solemnly.
"Warhorses, the souls of their heroes remain!"
"May they carry their masters to the afterlife, never to be separated again, to be together forever!"
…
The war between the two countries involved billions of people.
Whether they were initially humble or arrogant, they could not escape from this whirlpool.
He Dachui was the leader of the Raven Wind Gang. The Raven Wind Gang was a group of bandits that gathered in one place, roaming the eastern border all year round. Whether it was Dongxuan or Yutang, as long as the Raven Wind Gang was wealthy, they would rob them!
Although He Dachui was born in Yutang, he was the son of a mountain blacksmith. He was illiterate and did not know a single word. It could be said that he had no faith in his country or his people. After his father passed away, he relied on his superhuman strength to muddle through every day, robbing for a living. Slowly, he had become the leader of the bandits.
Relying on their superior equipment, their eight hundred brothers were all skilled. They rarely made mistakes in trades that did not require capital, so their days were not bad. They could be said to be carefree.
It was also because they did not care about nationality, did not care about right or wrong; they would not let go of any passing merchants or passersby. That was why they were called the Eastern Border's Wolves!
The citizens of both countries' borders hated this group of people, calling them Wolf Bandits!
He Dachui had always been ashamed of the word Wolf Bandits, but because of the name, he had studied the wolf pack's tactics. Each time they made a move, they would swarm in like a gust of wind from all directions and would disperse once they were done. They came and went like the wind, gathering and dispersing unpredictably.
Whether it was Dongxuan or Yutang, they had long wanted to get rid of this group of people. Alas, both countries had tried to encircle him multiple times, but he had escaped deep into the mountains each time, returning empty-handed in the end.
However, following this wave of war, the bandits' days were getting worse.
Dongxuan carried out the strategy of fortifying the walls and clearing the fields, slowly pushing forward. Along the way, all life was silent. On Yutang's side, they had built themselves into an impenetrable fortress, not budging an inch, not even the slightest bit of human presence leaked out!
The extreme confrontation between both sides had resulted in a very realistic outcome. He Dachui and his eight hundred bandits were slowly feeling that their livelihood was in question. If this went on, they would be in deep trouble.
For the past few days, he had brought a few of his brothers to patrol the vicinity of the battlefield carefully. He hoped to find a chance to do some business and rob something. If this went on, it would be inevitable that they would run out of resources. The bandits moved like the wind and rarely stocked up on resources. During this period of time, the resources that they had accumulated previously had been depleted!
He Dachui felt like his stomach was going to collapse from hunger.
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