The dense Naiman cavalry pressed forward step by step, their heads topped by the "Nine Banners White War Banner" and the "Four Banners Black War Banner" fluttering in the wind.
An endless, pitch-black military aura shot straight into the heavens, above the army's mass it transformed into countless wolves, tigers, and leopards with gaping mouths continuously rolling, tearing, and biting, poised to devour someone at any moment.
Ao——!
Ordinary people, if they stared for a moment, would start to truly hear the dreadful sound of myriad beasts howling in their ears.
It was enough to terrify one to death, to split one's liver and gallbladder.
This was the period in history when the five tribes of the Naiman were at their zenith.
The force that had broken into Central Pass and pursued the Great Yan Army to this point was roughly two hundred thousand, comprising the main cavalry force along with accompanying auxiliary soldiers.
