Great!

Ding! Ding!

The heaven scorcher halberd and the long spear heavily collided, but a crisp sound was produced. The two young men who had charged into the pitch-black fog were each riding on their war horses, sliding back out one after another.

As the warhorse beneath him raised its front hooves high in an attempt to stabilize itself, Jiang Xiao hurriedly leaned his upper body forward and pressed his legs tightly against the horse's abdomen while putting his hand around its thick neck.

To make matters worse, an exploding arrow came straight down!

As soon as Jiang Xiao accepted the other party's good intentions and rode on the flaming warhorse, the battle between the two of them had already become "the horse is down", or rather,"there is no horse".

Jiang Xiao's flame warhorse was indeed a tool, but it was also an important standard to measure the outcome of the battle.