Snow Dragon Cavalry, Attack!

At this moment, Zhao Kuanying grew increasingly uneasy as he watched the disorganized remnants of his army. Despite his boiling anger, his reason remained intact.

Zhao Kuanying glanced toward Orion's camp. At such a close distance, he could hear the crackling of charcoal in the enemy's campfire brazier. Yet, despite the commotion caused by his cavalry's charge, the camp seemed eerily silent.

It was strange. The ground shook with the force of their large cavalry, yet the enemy remained unresponsive. After such a significant disturbance and a considerable loss of troops, the opposing camp should have reacted by now. But it remained quiet, almost ghostly.

Zhao Kuanying's unease reached its peak. Everything seemed illogical.

Suddenly, the ground trembled violently again. From the horizon, a new wave of movement approached with greater intensity than their cavalry's charge. Pebbles flew into the air, reaching up to the height of a horse's calf.

"No! It's a trap!" Zhao Kuanying exclaimed. "The enemy's ambush troops are coming!"

Realizing the situation was dire, Zhao Kuanying saw a line of snow-white cavalry speeding towards them, illuminated by the moonlight. The Great Snow Dragon Cavalry!

"Form up! Meet the enemy!" Zhao Kuanying ordered, his face flushed with embarrassment as he dispelled any previous contempt. The momentum and elite status of the approaching cavalry far exceeded that of his own troops. Ignoring them was no longer an option.

"This Orion is formidable, but to ambush me, a general, is audacious!" Zhao Kuanying thought, feeling both angered and humiliated. Being outwitted by someone he considered insignificant was a severe blow to his pride.

What troubled him further was the presence of such a formidable cavalry force. News of Li Weiming's death hadn't mentioned Orion's elite troops.

"But so what? I'm a semi-saint!" Zhao Kuanying reminded himself. "I'm invincible among thousands of soldiers!"

Determined to leverage his semi-saint strength, Zhao Kuanying ordered, "Send the order! Rear troops to the front!"

"Kill!" he commanded with renewed confidence.

Despite the strength granted by his semi-saint status, Zhao Kuanying's troops faced the Dragon Cavalry Army with grim reality. The elite cavalry of both sides clashed, but Zhao Kuanying's forces, demoralized and weakened from the previous charge, struggled to match the Dragon Cavalry's prowess.

Before the clash, Zhao Kuanying had been confident, believing a positional battle was the worst-case scenario. He expected his semi-saint strength and elite troops would suffice. However, the reality was far harsher.

The moment the two armies collided, Zhao Kuanying's elite cavalry was overwhelmed, like a beach under a high tide. The Dragoon Army's charge crushed his forces.

"Bang! Puff! Ahhhh..." The battlefield became a scene of chaos and devastation, with soldiers and horses trampled under the Dragoon Army's hooves.

The destruction was brutal. The cries of the wounded and the screams of those crushed by the horses painted a scene even more horrific than the previous horse trap.

Zhao Kuanying's expression changed drastically. He had not anticipated such a catastrophic defeat.

"How can this be!" Zhao Kuanying exclaimed in disbelief. Despite his men being elite, they were now being slaughtered. His fear mounted as he saw some soldiers turning to flee.

Frantically, Zhao Kuanying shouted, "Kill!" and launched himself at the incoming Dragon Cavalry.

Drawing on his semi-saint strength, Zhao Kuanying unleashed a powerful strike. The air crackled with spiritual energy as his blade cut through, but—

"Clang!"

A roar echoed as Zhao Kuanying's sword was blocked by a figure who appeared out of nowhere. The sword's energy dissipated into spiritual particles.

Calmly, Yuan Zuozong, the commander of the Dragon Cavalry, addressed Zhao Kuanying, "Your opponent is me."

Stunned, Zhao Kuanying recognized Yuan Zuozong as another semi-saint. The sudden appearance of a foe with equal strength sent a wave of panic through him.

"Damn it! Where did another semi-saint come from?" Zhao Kuanying thought, his confidence shattered. The advantage he had relied on was now neutralized, leaving him in a desperate situation.