The moment the two cavalries collided.
"Aooo …"
Lan Ling's roar was not very loud. It was not even as loud as the Wildhorse Tribe's knights' battle cries.
Moreover, the power of this roar was not very strong.
But …
It was as if a terrifying storm had just passed by.
The warhorses of the Wildhorse Tribe seemed to have sensed an incomparably terrifying energy aura and were actually sent flying.
It was not that Lan Ling's energy was that astonishing.
Instead, it was because the warhorse had sensed the most terrifying energy aura, and it was filled with an incomparable fear. It wanted to immediately stop its galloping, and it even wanted to frantically retreat.
However, the inertia of the rapid advance still existed, so under this force, the horses were directly sent flying. The cavalry on the horses could not withstand such a huge impact and flew out like scarecrows.
Thus, an incomparably shocking scene appeared.
With a loud roar from Lan Ling.
A dozen warhorses of the Wildhorse Tribe in front flew out horizontally, and a dozen cavalries were thrown into the sky.
The original Wildhorse Tribe was so fierce and sharp that they formed a sharp knife formation that was about to pierce through the Chimera Tribe's cavalry formation in an instant.
With Lan Ling's roar, it was like a wave hitting a reef, instantly shattering into pieces and splashing in all directions.
This was the terrifying energy aura in Lan Ling's body. It was usually hidden.
When he had not completely resurrected and was drifting on the surface of the sea, this energy aura protected him. Every time the shark beast swallowed Lan Ling's body, it would immediately feel this terrifying and majestic energy aura and immediately spit him out.
At this moment, Lan Ling's roar had unleashed the entirety of this aura of energy.
The sound was not loud, and the energy level was not high.
But it was like a dragon's roar, like a devil's roar!
It was like antelopes and zebras on the grassland. When they heard the roar of a lion from afar, they would immediately flee.
And Lan Ling's roar was a hundred times more terrifying than a lion's, a thousand times!
The roar of a lion was at most the king of beasts.
And Lan Ling had the Golden Dragon Bloodline, the Golden Demon Bloodline. Whether it was a Dragon or a Demon, they were both kings of the world that could destroy the world.
Therefore, it naturally aroused unparalleled fear in these warhorses.
As for the knights of the Wildhorse Tribe who bore the brunt of the attack, they only felt a majestic energy rushing towards them. It was not strong, but it had a kind of frightening aura. But that was all!
After all, intelligent life was much less sensitive than animals when it came to certain instincts.
For example, before an earthquake, dogs, chickens, and frogs would instinctively feel fear and uneasiness, but humans would only realize it after the world shook.
As for the special energy aura of the Dragon Roar and Devil Roar, these wild horses still retained their ancient memories in their genes. However, these barbarians had almost forgotten about it.
…
Just like that, an incomparably breathtaking and shocking scene unfolded.
Lan Ling urged his warhorse to move faster than his teammates. Riding alone, he charged into the formation of the Wildhorse tribe's cavalry.
Then, he continuously let out dragon roars and demonic howls.
Wherever it passed, all the warhorses of the Wild Horse Tribe were sent flying crazily.
Lan Ling and his horse were like a hot knife through butter.
The warhorses of the Wild Horse Tribe crazily threw off the cavalry on their backs and then fled crazily.
This breathtaking and shocking scene was imprinted in everyone's mind.
Lan Ling rode alone and charged into an enemy that was a hundred times his size.
Wherever he passed, the enemy cavalry collapsed one after another. The warhorses were sent flying and the cavalry fell in disorder.
It was too crazy, too shocking, too unbelievable! Everyone looked at this scene in shock.
The foreign cavalry brothers behind Lan Ling had thought that they would definitely die. They did not expect that they would be so unstoppable.
And these Wildhorse Tribe cavalry did not know why their warhorses had gone crazy. Before they could understand what was happening, they were directly thrown off their horses.
Constantine was completely stunned, unable to make a sound.
How could this happen?
How could this happen?
There were nearly 20,000 people on the battlefield, but no one made a sound.
There was only the neighing of the warhorses in the middle of the battlefield and the screams of the Wildhorse Tribe cavalry on the ground. After these people fell off their horses, they were trampled by the warhorses. Who knew how many of them had broken bones.
When the first steed of the Wildhorse Tribe ran out of the border, Lan Ling and his comrades had already won.
In this cavalry charge, the Wildhorse Tribe had suffered a defeat for the first time.
The Wildhorse Tribe's chief stared blankly at Lan Ling, then at the warhorses running in all directions and the screaming Wildhorse Tribe cavalry on the ground. Everything that had happened just now was like a dream!
As for Suo Mo, he was completely in ecstasy!
At this moment, he saw the leadership temperament of Lan Ling.
That kind of madness, that kind of domineeringness, such a person was born to be a king. He was not like Du Yan, who only wanted to marry Ninian and obtain glory, splendor, and wealth.
Previously, Suo Mo had been very disapproving of the path that Lan Ling had proposed. What about leaving home and building his own tribe? This was completely unreliable.
This was because a newly established tribe needed a leader, a leader that countless people would look up to.
Suo Mo was an excellent commander. His fairness and impartiality would convince anyone. However, he knew that he was not a leader. He lacked that kind of indomitable madness and domineeringness.
He could protect others, but it was very difficult to attract others to follow him and build a career.
As Lan Ling rode alone and crazily charged toward the enemy that was a hundred times larger than him, Suo Mo saw the crazy domineeringness on Lan Ling's body. It made people's blood boil and made people follow him, even though Lan Ling's martial arts were still very weak.
As for Ninian, when she saw Lan Ling charging forward with an irresistible force, she only felt her delicate body tremble and her hair stand on end.
She did not care if this was reasonable or for what reason.
She only felt that this scene made her body heat up and made her feel a surge of emotions.
It was too domineering, too stunning.
As for the brothers of the foreign troops, after seeing this scene, their impression of Lan Ling quickly rose.
Many people instinctively felt that perhaps it would be very good to let such a leader become the big leader of the foreign troops.
This was because he had always been charging at the front.
They were uncultured and did not understand the saying, "Although there are millions of people, I will go forward."
However, they could understand that kind of concept and could also be subdued by this kind of temperament.
Only Du Yan felt a strong sense of unease in his heart.
This was the first time he took Lan Ling seriously, this sworn brother whose martial arts were worlds apart from his.
Lan Ling was not ignorant, he was not stupid, and he was not a frog in a well. Everything he did was done with forethought and forethought.
Not only that, but he could also clearly feel that the foreign brothers were looking at Lan Ling with fervent and adoration.
One's rise, the other's rise!
The rise of Lan Ling's status meant that Du Yan's status was falling.
If this trend continued, the foreign troops would really rather have Lan Ling as their leader and not Du Yan, whose martial arts were higher.
…
Lan Ling broke the silence!
He faced Constantine and said, "Chief, Lan Ling did not disappoint and obtained victory in the second duel!"
Constantine's face twitched, and then he said loudly, "Good, for Centurion Lan Ling and all the foreign cavalry troops, everyone will be given ten heads!"
This was the treatment of a duel before the battle, ten heads.
The Wildhorse Chief's face was cold, and he said sternly, "The defeated cavalry will all be beheaded. All the warhorses will be killed! "
Lan Ling said loudly, "Wait!"
The Wildhorse Chief said, "What's the matter?"
Lan Ling said, "We won the duel, so these hundred horses are our spoils of war, right?"
"What's the reason?" The Wildhorse Chief said, "I will kill them all and send the meat to you."
Lan Ling said, "You can kill them, I don't care! But these hundred horses, I want them! "
The Wildhorse Chief's face twitched. He was absolutely unwilling to give these hundred horses to the Chimera tribe. This was completely supporting the enemy.
But Lan Ling was right. He had won the duel, so these horses were his spoils of war.
"Take them!" Even though the chief of the Wild Horse Tribe was furious, he still waved his hand and handed the 100 war horses to Lan Ling.
This was a straightforward person. If it were Constantine, he would have already thought of ten reasons to refuse.
"Long live, long live …" Instantly, the foreign cavalry was wild with joy.
These were the horses of the Wildhorse Tribe, and each horse was very spirited. With such warhorses, it was like adding wings to a tiger on the battlefield.
Following Lan Ling's order, the brothers of the foreign troops rushed forward and grabbed the war horses that were scattered all over the ground.
The horses of the Wildhorse Tribe were extremely arrogant and were unwilling to be controlled by the foreign cavalry. They neighed and kicked wildly, not letting anyone ride on their backs.
Lan Ling was angry, and the special energy aura in his body was released.
Then, he rode his horse around the entire battlefield. Wherever he passed, all the fierce horses bowed their heads in submission, allowing the foreign cavalry to ride on their backs.
Seeing this scene, the Wildhorse Chief felt a chill in his heart!
These fierce horses were so submissive and fearful of Lan Ling, so what would happen when the real battle began?
…
Constantine said to the Wildhorse Chief, "My brother, shall we proceed to the third duel, or directly start the battle?"
The Wildhorse Chief's expression was ugly. Duel my ass!
However, they could not start the battle because Lan Ling's heaven-defying performance just now had completely lowered the morale of the Wildhorse Tribe.
Not only that, this monster Lan Ling actually made the warhorses fear him so much. They could not rashly start the battle without figuring out the reason behind it.
One had to know that the cavalry was the trump card of the Wildhorse Tribe. Once this card was controlled, it could cause serious consequences in the real battle.
However, he was worrying too much. Lan Ling's mental strength could at most intimidate a dozen warhorses at a time. He needed to constantly roar and release his energy aura.
It was fine against a hundred horses, but against a thousand or thousands, it was clearly not enough.
Therefore, it was very difficult to change the situation with just Lan Ling!
However, out of caution, the Wildhorse Tribe would not start the battle today. With such low morale, it was very disadvantageous for them to start the battle!
Immediately, the Wildhorse Chief roared, "Let's call it a day. We'll rest for a day and fight tomorrow!"
Moreover, before the battle, he had to think of a countermeasure to reverse the situation in front of him.
Thus, Constantine took the opportunity to withdraw his troops and return to camp.
As for the bet between Lan Ling and Ninian, he pretended to forget it.
However, Lan Ling shouted, "Miss Ninian, what about my bet?"
Constantine's expression changed when he heard this.
If his daughter, Ninian, was taken advantage of by Lan Ling in public, then her value would plummet.
However, with so many people watching, it was difficult for him to go back on his word unless Lan Ling took it back. Thus, he looked at Lan Ling with a warning gaze, hoping that he could see the big picture and know when to advance and retreat.
In order to increase the intimidation, Constantine's gaze was even filled with killing intent and coldness.
However, Lan Ling was destined to disappoint him.
"Miss Ninian, are you going to go back on your word in front of so many people?" Lan Ling sneered.
In the Wildlands, honor was very, very important. Once a promise was made, it had to be fulfilled.
If one went back on his word, the price would be very high!
Take the situation that Ninian was facing. If she fulfilled the bet and her butt was touched by Lan Ling, then her value would plummet and her reputation would be tarnished.
However, if she went back on her word, the damage to her reputation would be even greater. She would become a person who went back on her word, and word would spread to all the surrounding tribes. When that time came, no one would trust her again.
Therefore, in the Wildlands, one should never make promises casually. Once a promise was made, it had to be fulfilled.
Immediately, the Chimera Tribe's flower, Ninian, gritted her teeth and said, "I am Constantine's daughter, I will keep my word!"
Then, like a proud peacock, she walked out in front of everyone.
"Good, good, good …"
The soldiers of both tribes started to cheer.
Ninian's decisiveness earned her a round of applause.
The soldiers of the Wildlands loved to watch this kind of seductive scene the most.
She walked in front of Lan Ling, raised her chin high, and lifted her slender neck proudly.
"Lan Ling, I'm here to fulfill my promise. You can begin," Ninian said.
She stood up straight, and her two super long legs were as straight as jade. She was extremely alluring.
She raised her head, puffed out her chest, and tucked in her stomach. Her figure was already very alluring to begin with. Now, it was even more alluring.
Especially the curve of her round butt. It was shockingly round and perky!
Together with her small waist, the curve was simply explosive. This alluring place was Lan Ling's bet.
Instantly, the 20,000 soldiers present started to breathe rapidly, and they salivated.
They wished they could replace him and become Lan Ling.
"Come on, don't you dare? Are you ashamed of yourself? "Ninian sneered.
Lan Ling said, "I'm just hesitating. Should I touch the left, the right, or the middle?"
"The middle, the middle, the middle!" Countless people jeered. Most of the barbarian men were innately despicable.
"Alright, then the middle!" Lan Ling laughed loudly and grabbed her with his large hand.
His movements were wild, and his moves were despicable!
At the same time, he opened his mouth and bit down on Ninian's alluring red lips.
That's right, he bit down, not kissed down!
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