The cavalry swept in like a gale, hooves pounding the ground and kicking up rolling clouds of dust.
"God Lin!"
Someone watched those cavalry charge over,
and panicked.
In a distance of just over three hundred meters, the cavalry arrived in a blink.
Some stayed behind, crossbows in hand, aimed at Lin Baici and the others, while a portion of the cavalry kept charging.
Not everyone came over; a dozen-odd "little cuties" thought they were smart and turned to run.
The cavalry quickly caught up with them and a brutal melee erupted.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Arrows poured down in volleys.
Most of these little cuties were the unlucky bastards who'd been castrated. They'd lost their Divine Grace, figured entering Wang Cheng meant certain death, so they wanted to wait outside—and ended up getting hit by a cavalry raid first.
