Out of all the troops that Nangong Hao brought, around 1,500 were left alive. There were still a large number of soldiers.

“Archers!”

The Atlas soldiers pulled their bowstrings taut. And when they let go…

Fwoosh, fwoosh, fwoosh, fwoosh, fwoosh-

“Keuaaaaaack!”

“Ugh!”

…their arrows accurately shot their enemies’ vital points.

[Critical strike!]

The crowd rushed forward to try and dispose of the archers that sent nearly 100 arrows over. However, the archers were not just simple archers. They drew their swords and fought valiantly against their rushing enemies. They were not just good at archery, spearmanship and swordsmanship, they were proficient in everything. Some of them also jumped on their horses with their spears.

Clip, clop, clip, clop!

These were the 100 Atlas Cavalry Men! The 100 soldiers whose talents were recognized by Kaistra and went under intense training under his tutelage!

Stab! 

Stab!

Stab!

Stab!

Stab!

The crowd would shift and open every time the cavalry passed by. It was as if Moses was present and was creating his miracle once again.

“Hihihihihing!”

“Hihihing!”

Even the horses that the soldiers were riding on were not just any normal ones! They acted as if they were one with the soldiers that rode on them, and were not just simply running. Kaistra had once told the soldiers, ‘The horses are your comrades. You will help them when they’re in danger and they will help you when you’re in dange...