Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
I’ll Take That Opportunity
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 760.2: Why Are Women All Like This - Part 2
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 402: Painting and Illustration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 525: Missing Door
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1504- Frenzied collection
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 89.1
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1102: Old Acquaintance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1503- Bounty
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 32 - Seizing Lin Zisheng’s Opportunities
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 760.1: Why Are Women All Like This - Part 1
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 471 - The Terror Of The Wind Petals
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1101: I Am the Heavenly Dao!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 88.2
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 401: Li Zhumei
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 524: Lend Me Your Brain
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1502.5- Country shock
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1502- Country shock
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 31 – Heavenly Dwelling
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 759.3: In the Great Liang, the Surname Chen Calls the Shot - Part 3
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As the distance closed, the people of Cloud Peak realized that the black line was actually row upon row of cavalry!
For those who have never experienced it, it's impossible to imagine the bone-deep trembling and fear that arises when facing a thousand-strong cavalry charge.
This has nothing to do with courage—it's pure instinct.
Perhaps the only ones who could barely suppress this instinct were the most elite infantry of the dynasties in the central plains at their peak during the era of cold weapons.
The members of Cloud Peak, especially the Female Guard, had experienced countless battles. Their mental fortitude was unquestionable.
But that didn’t mean they felt nothing. This primal fear couldn’t hinder their combat effectiveness—on the contrary, they knew how to transform it into excitement!
In comparison, the Youth Army fared worse. Their rapid rise from low-level evolved to their current strength had left their mental states unstable. Faced with the overwhelming cavalry charge, many of the youths' breathing grew ragged, and a few
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