World-Ending Demon Emperor-Chapter 1114 - 502: Conquer the masses!
At the moment the two cavalry forces collided.
"Roar..." ππ«ππ²πππ―ππ¨π§ππ.ππ π¦
Lanlingβs roar wasnβt particularly loud, not even louder than the battle cries of the Wild Horse Tribe knights.
Moreover, the roar wasnβt overly powerful.
However...
It was like a terrifying storm sweeping through the battlefield.
The warhorses of the Wild Horse Tribe seemed to sense an overwhelmingly fearsome energy presence and were suddenly shaken and hurled away.
It wasnβt that Lanlingβs energy was astonishing.
Rather, the warhorses felt the most terrifying energy aura, inducing an unparalleled fear, causing them to want to stop immediately while galloping at full speed, or even retreat desperately in madness.
Yet, the momentum of their rapid advance persisted, and under this force, the steeds were flung through the air one by one, while the knights atop them couldnβt withstand the massive impact, flying off like straw dolls.
And so, an incredibly heart-stopping scene unfolded.
With Lanlingβs explosive roar.
Dozens of Wild Horse Tribe steeds at the front were tossed horizontally into the air, with their riders flung skyward.
The Wild Horse Tribe, once fierce and lethal, their spearhead formation poised to pierce through the Chimera Tribe cavalry line in an instant...
Were shattered by Lanlingβs single roar, like waves crashing against a reef, scattering in all directions.
This was the terrifying energy aura concealed within Lanlingβs body.
When he hadnβt fully revived and drifted across the sea, this aura protected him. On the ocean, every time a shark or sea monster tried to devour him, they immediately felt this awe-inspiring energy aura and spat him out.
And now, Lanlingβs roar completely unleashed this energy aura.
The sound wasnβt loud, the energy level wasnβt immense.
But it was like a dragonβs roar, like a demonβs wail!
Just like gazelles and zebras on the plains, which would instinctively flee upon hearing the roar of a lion.
Yet Lanlingβs roar was a hundredfold, a thousandfold more terrifying than a lionβs!
A lionβs roar at most establishes it as the king of beasts.
But Lanling, with his Golden Dragon Vein and Golden Demon Bloodlineβwhether dragon or demonβis the undisputed king that could destroy the heavens and annihilate the earth.
Thus, it naturally incited unparalleled terror in these warhorses.
As for the Wild Horse Tribe knights on the front line, they only felt an imposing energy sweeping toward themβneither overwhelmingly powerful, but with a presence that induced fear. And that was all!
Ultimately, the sensitivity of intelligent life forms to certain instincts is far weaker than that of animals.
For example, before earthquakes strike, dogs, chickens, and frogs instinctively sense fear and unease, whereas humans remain oblivious, only noticing when the earth begins to tremble.
And in terms of the special energy aura from a dragonβs roar and demonβs wail, the genes of these horses had retained ancient memories, while those Barbarians had largely forgotten them.
...
Thus, an incredibly stunning and breathtaking scene unfolded.
Lanling urged his steed forward, overtaking his comrades, singlehandedly charging into the Wild Horse Tribeβs cavalry formation.
As he rode, his mouth continuously emitted dragonβs roars and demonβs wails.
Along the way, all of the Wild Horse Tribeβs warhorses went berserk and were flung away.
Lanling alone with his steed cut through like a breaking bamboo stalk.
The Wild Horse Tribeβs warhorses went mad, throwing their riders off their backs and fleeing wildly.
This stunning and shocking scene was engraved in everyoneβs minds.
Lanling, a single man and horse, charged against an enemy a hundred times his number.
Wherever he went, enemy cavalry crumbled, horses were hurled away, and knights fell chaotically.
Too insane, too awe-inspiring, too unbelievable! Everyone stared in stunned silence at this scene.
Lanlingβs allied cavalry soldiers from the Foreign Tribe Army who had thought they were facing certain death now found themselves smashing through effortlessly.
Meanwhile, the knights of the Wild Horse Tribe couldnβt comprehend why their horses had gone mad. Before they could figure out what was happening, they were already thrown off their backs.
Constantine stood completely stupefied, unable to utter a single word.
Could such a thing actually occur?
Why did such a thing occur?
The battlefield, with nearly twenty thousand warriors present, fell utterly silent.
Only the frantic neighs of horses in the center of the field and the wails of Wild Horse Tribe knights on the ground echoed. Those who fell from their mounts were trampled by horsesβcountless bones surely shattered.
By the time the first steed from the Wild Horse Tribe fled outside the borders, Lanling and his allies had already won.
In this brutal cavalry clash, the Wild Horse Tribe tasted defeat for the first time.
The Wild Horse Tribeβs chieftain stared blankly at Lanling, then at the escaping warhorses and the knights wailing on the ground. Everything that had just transpired felt like a dream!
Suo Mo, on the other hand, was utterly ecstatic!
In that moment, he saw the qualities of a leader shining in Lanling.
That madness, that arroganceβthis was someone born to be a king. He wasnβt like Du Yan, who only sought to marry Niniβan for wealth and glory.
Previously, Suo Mo hadnβt supported Lanlingβs suggested path of leaving to establish his own tribe, seeing it as entirely unrealistic.
After all, a newly formed tribe needs a leaderβa figure whom countless would admire and follow.
Suo Mo was an exceptional commander; his fairness and impartiality could win anyoneβs respect. Yet he knew he wasnβt a leader himself; he lacked that relentless madness and domineering force.
He could shelter others but struggled to attract others to follow him and build a legacy.
