In the mundane world, even the most elite cavalry from the Xiongnu or the Mongolian steppes could never synchronize the strides of their warhorses during a charge. It was practically impossible. No cavalry had ever achieved that.
Every warhorse was different. Even the most well-trained could not fully obey commands. Their innate wildness meant that no matter how orderly they were lined up, the thunder of their hooves resembled rainfall—countless hooves striking the earth in staggered rhythm, like the infinite variety of leaves in the world.
Yet even so, a cavalry charge remained one of the most terrifying forces on the battlefield, a presence that exuded unmatched deterrence.
Yang Ye had seen cavalry charges before—brutal and fierce.But compared to the cavalry before them now, those he'd seen were nothing but ragtag mobs. The difference in aura alone, in the precision of their synchronized stride, was utterly irreconcilable.
These skeletal cavalry formations were too perfectly ordered, to the point of inducing fear.
Their momentum soared in an instant to its peak.With cavalry like this, it was no surprise that the skeletal general flew the banner of Invincibility. Such order could only come from unwavering confidence and overwhelming strength.
In that moment, the entire cavalry moved as one, with the skeletal general at the tip of the spear, like a razor's edge, surging straight toward Xuanhuang Village.
"My lord, with our current wall defenses, we won't be able to withstand this cavalry charge. Even the walls will be shattered in one strike. Passive defense simply won't work."
Yang Ye quickly warned Yi Tianxing.
By his estimate, the walls would collapse like straw under that charge—there was no room for false hope.
"If we can't defend, then we meet them head-on. Xuanhuang Village is no coward's den. If the walls are useless, we won't cower behind them. General Yang, you're experienced in warfare, especially against cavalry. You'll lead the charge. We'll confront them outside the walls."
Yi Tianxing replied without hesitation.
He had never feared battle.But in war, it was essential to choose the most effective tactics—minimizing losses while maximizing enemy casualties. That was the true nature of warfare—not swayed by personal emotions.
So he had chosen to defend at first, to use the natural advantages.But now that defense was futile—it was time to fight.
And he knew, his warriors would not lack the courage to face the enemy head-on.
"Yes, my lord!"
A gleam flashed in Yang Ye's eyes as he decisively ordered:
"Archers, remain on the walls and attack freely. Do your best to suppress the skeletal cavalry!"
"Sword-and-shield troops, spearmen—follow me!"
"Engage the cavalry head-on!"
"Yes, sir!!"
A crisp chorus echoed from the wall.
Outside the Wall
The gates swung open.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Orderly ranks marched swiftly out of the village.All the warriors were armored, exuding dense killing intent.Sword-and-shield troops led the front, bearing new shields reinforced with fresh beast hide—a full thousand strong.
Behind them were spearmen wielding genuine iron spears.Their strength allowed them to handle them with ease and precision.On their backs were nine short spears, each forged of fine iron and sturdy wood, fanned out like wings, radiating lethal intent.
"Shields!"
Yang Ye stood amidst the army and shouted.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The sword-and-shield troops stepped forward, planting their shields into the earth. A second layer of shields followed, stacking up like bricks.With three shields layered together, they formed an impenetrable wall, several meters high—an iron bastion across the battlefield.
From it radiated a mountain-like aura of unshakable defense.
This was a steel wall, built to be unbreakable.
"Spears!" Yang Yanping ordered next.
Boom!
The remaining spearmen reached behind them and drew short spears—also known as throwing spears, or war javelins.At close range, their damage was immense. If the user was strong enough, they could pierce through even a galloping warhorse in one throw.
But throwing spears had gradually disappeared from the battlefield—requiring exceptional arm strength and precise aim, which were luxuries in fast-changing combat. Moreover, bows generally outperformed them in range and consistency.
That was the most direct reason for their decline.
But now, these ancient weapons returned to the battlefield.
Every spearman held a short spear.
"Three hundred meters ahead—volley throw!"
Yang Yanping called out.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
They pulled back their arms, pouring true qi into the spears.In a single motion, the short spears flew like meteors.
Infused with runes, like charm arrows, these spears burned with flames or shimmered with frost. Though different from arrows, their destructive power soared with the combination of true qi and runic force.
In the hands of cultivators, these once-obsolete weapons shone brightly once more.
Thousands of flying spears streaked through the sky toward the skeletal cavalry.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
From the wall, archers loosed their charm arrows again, a rain of deadly missiles.
They aimed to drown the entire cavalry under a storm of steel and magic.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
As a flying spear approached a skeletal rider, it met them head-on.Like two speeding vehicles crashing—deadly force on both sides.
Yet none of the cavalry flinched.No dodging. No fear.Only relentless advance.Charge. Charge. Charge until death.
Just as the spear and charm arrows were about to strike—
A white bone shield suddenly appeared around each skeletal warrior, spinning rapidly, intercepting the incoming attacks.
Collision.Explosion.
Charm arrows erupted into flames and frost.The spears, too, struck like lightning, fueled by true qi and elemental energy.
But when they hit the bone shields, the result was shocking.
Even with all their force, they barely cracked the shields.Only a few spears broke through.
Technique – Bone Shield (白骨盾)
This wasn't the power of a single rider—every skeletal cavalryman activated it at once.It was as if an entire army had donned enchanted shields—blocking the full force of the attack without a scratch.
It was terrifying.
Despite the shields breaking under repeated strikes, the riders had already closed in on the golden shield wall before a second attack could be launched.
"Hah!!"
The sword-and-shield troops bellowed in unison, pouring their true qi into their shields.
A golden light burst forth, forming a radiant, unbreakable shield wall.
"Kill!!"
The skeletal general's eyes blazed with ghostly flame.He raised his giant bone sabre, cold and merciless, and slashed down.
The sabre gleamed with grey-white frost, and its overwhelming force carried the full momentum of a cavalry charge.
This slash was meant to cleave through anything in its path—confident and absolute.
A small wall like this? Nothing but dust under his blade.
"Your opponent is me!"
A defiant voice echoed across the battlefield.
From behind the shield wall, Yi Tianxing suddenly appeared.He held a battle spear in hand, eyes locked on the descending sabre.
His blood surged and boiled. His war intent flared.
Boom!
He stepped forward, planting his foot like a mountain.His body fused with the earth, and true qi surged into his spear.
With a twist of his arm, the spear shot forward like lightning toward the falling bone sabre.
His muscles bulged like coiled dragons beneath the skin.From the black cauldron within him, a torrent of blood essence surged into his arm—pure, raw power.
Over 30,000 pounds of force concentrated into that single thrust.
As it pierced forward, the air shrieked—torn by the sheer velocity.
Clang!!Boom!!
The impact stunned the battlefield.
The spear tip collided with the sabre's edge.It was like a tidal wave crashing into a mountain.
True qi clashed. But more fearsome was the raw power behind Yi Tianxing's spear.
The skeletal general's slash couldn't compete—it was knocked back.Even his bone warhorse stumbled and skidded backward, gouging deep trenches in the ground.
The skeletal general had been stopped!
Boom!!
But the cavalry behind him didn't slow.They slammed into the golden shield wall like a raging flood.
Bone spears, driven by the momentum of their mounts, crashed into the glowing barrier.