White Horse Elite Cavalry

"Bang~"

Fourth Master Hong flew forward and struck out with his blade, altering the iron anchor’s trajectory and buying time for Hong Zhenjie, Liu San, and the others behind him. Everyone hurriedly jumped off the platform. They saw a streak of black light blocked for half a moment by a white shadow before changing course and crashing heavily into the ground.

Amid a thunderous roar, the White Horse Training Grounds platform collapsed. Fourth Master Hong, sweat beading on his forehead, drifted lightly down beside Hong Zhenjie.

"All core disciples, fall back! White Horse Battalion, prepare!"

Fourth Master Hong had no time to wipe away the sweat on his forehead. He stepped forward and roared, directing the gang members to retreat in orderly fashion. Then his gaze swept around before landing on Hong Zhenjie. The young gang leader shrank back involuntarily. Gu Sheng had frightened him badly, and he simply lacked the courage to lead people into a charge.

A trace of disappointment flashed through Fourth Master Hong’s eyes, but it was joined by a hint of relief and ease. He had been afraid that his precious son would lose his head and rush to his death. That was right—rush to his death. Fourth Master Hong’s gaze passed over Hong Zhenjie and landed on a tall, armored man. A flash of reluctance crossed his eyes.

"Wang He~"

Fourth Master Hong let out a loud roar. "I’m ordering you to lead the White Horse Battalion and restore the White Horse Gang’s honor. Can you do it?"

"Yes!"

The tall man, Wang He, glanced at Fourth Master Hong, then at the cowering Hong Zhenjie. A trace of determination flashed through his eyes. After sweeping his gaze around, he shouted, "Brothers! The time has come to fight for the White Horse Gang!"

"Our opponent is only one man! With one charge from all of us, we’ll turn him into a pincushion! What’s there to fear?"

A burly man over eight chi tall roared.

"Kill that little bastard! Even if I die there, this life will have been worth it!"

One after another, the vicious bandits in armor gleamed with murderous intent.

Among the White Horse Gang, which one of those who had entered the elite White Horse Battalion wasn’t ferocious to the extreme?

"Good!"

Wang He suddenly leaped onto his horse. His face twisted viciously as he howled, "Brothers, mount up!"

Two hundred members of the elite White Horse Battalion leaped onto their horses at the same time. The other mounted bandits nearby instinctively made way.

"Interesting!"

Gu Sheng stopped and stood his ground, spreading his feet into a fighting stance. He tightened his grip and shifted the Cleaving Mountain Blade in his hand, unleashing an overwhelming aura that swept across the entire field.

"Has he gone mad?"

That was practically everyone’s thought. Heavy cavalry charges were the strongest force in conventional warfare throughout the Nine Cauldrons World. Even Xiantian experts who could decapitate enemy generals amid ten thousand troops wouldn’t face heavy cavalry head-on. Yet from the situation before them, Teng Qinghu intended to withstand this torrent of steel by force.

"This…"

In the distance, Lord Li, Teng Yunlong, Teng Yongfan, and the others couldn’t help showing worry. Even Chu Xin was unconsciously twisting her sleeve with her small hands. Only Teng Qingshan remained as calm and composed as ever.

"Brothers! Charge with me!"

With Wang He’s furious roar, the White Horse Gang members at the front hurriedly cleared a path. Two hundred White Horse Battalion cavalrymen charged simultaneously.

"Boom!" "Boom!"…

The earth began to tremble.

The elite cavalry, men and horses clad entirely in heavy armor, charged toward Gu Sheng alone. At the head, Wang He wielded a treasured blade of the same style as Fourth Master Hong’s, his saber techniques incomparably fierce.

This elite cavalry unit of two hundred moved in perfect unison. Yet with only two hundred men, they created the might of an army of thousands.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Because Gu Sheng had been surrounded so tightly, some White Horse Gang bandits had no time to scatter. The bandits blocking the way were knocked aside by the White Horse Battalion, and countless others were trampled to death by their own comrades.

"Clip-clop, clip-clop~~~"

A torrent of steel charged toward Gu Sheng, who stood alone. Everyone held their breath as they watched him stand motionless. Even Fourth Master Hong and the others, who were his enemies, were extremely tense.

"What terrifying cavalry!"

Teng Qingshan watched the charging White Horse Battalion, a trace of wariness flashing through his eyes. This White Horse Battalion was truly elite. Once it charged, its might was terrifying. Protected by heavy armor, they feared neither arrows nor enemy blades. Their thick armor could easily shield them.

Such an army possessed frightening destructive power in conventional warfare. No wonder the White Horse Gang had been rampaging through Yicheng while remaining firmly established. If they weren’t dealt with first, even a much larger allied army could be overturned by the White Horse Gang.

"Charge~"

The distance between the White Horse cavalry and Gu Sheng rapidly narrowed: one hundred zhang, eighty zhang, fifty zhang… The White Horse Battalion surged forward like a gale, countless spear shadows dancing in every direction. The distance between them was now less than thirty zhang.

"Bang~"

Suddenly, Gu Sheng moved. He violently stabbed the Cleaving Mountain Blade into the ground. After the blade sank in, he abruptly flicked it upward, sending countless bits of gravel flying. Then, having stored his strength for a long time, Gu Sheng suddenly spun and struck repeatedly with the back of his blade.

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang…"

Countless bits of gravel were smashed by the back of the blade, exploding toward the charging White Horse elite cavalry.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh…"

The blasting stones were like bullets, like streaks of flying meteors crossing the sky. They scraped against the air and emitted ear-piercing sonic booms.

Countless streaks of light cut through the sky, blanketing the White Horse elite cavalry charging shoulder to shoulder. The ten riders in the first row were less than twenty zhang from Gu Sheng. In such a short time, they had no chance to alter their trajectory.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft…"

The stones filled the sky as they struck the White Horse elite cavalry, easily piercing through their armor and turning one cavalryman after another into sieves. The cavalrymen who were hit opened their eyes wide before helplessly tumbling from their horses.

In the blink of an eye, every rider in the first row except Wang He was knocked aside. Even though Wang He had luckily deflected most of the incoming stones, several still pierced his arm, while the white horse beneath him was already finished.

"Whoa…"

The riders at the front fell in chaos, throwing men and horses into the air. Seeing this, the cavalry behind them hurriedly pulled on their reins, but their charge had been too fierce, and they couldn’t stop all at once. The scene immediately descended into turmoil.

"Bang~"

Wang He’s white horse flipped forward and collapsed. He himself was thrown into a forward roll. After rolling several times, his head spun dizzily. He finally recovered a little awareness and braced himself with his uninjured left arm, preparing to stand. Then he suddenly noticed the ground before him darkening.

"Pfft~"

Gu Sheng strode forward and directly chopped off Wang He’s head. Then he heavily stamped on the horse’s corpse, launching himself into the air. He stepped through the air several times in succession and charged toward the White Horse elite cavalry, now thrown into complete disorder.

After crossing more than ten zhang, Gu Sheng kicked off with both feet and landed precisely on the bodies of two White Horse cavalrymen. The two unlucky men were crushed halfway into the ground, soon left with more going out than coming in.

"Kill!"

The moment Gu Sheng landed, the White Horse cavalrymen who had recovered joined forces to attack. Seven spears thrust toward him at once, while cavalrymen from behind abandoned their horses and leaped forward, charging at him with their spears.

"Crack~"

Gu Sheng swept the Cleaving Mountain Blade in a wide arc. After one rotation, more than a dozen White Horse cavalrymen surrounding him all died.