A cavalryman from the grasslands was beheaded by soldiers of the 4th Cavalry Division.
At the same time, more and more soldiers from the 4th Cavalry Division caught up.
Steel blades flashed, and blood rained down.
The slaughter began suddenly!
The fleeing grassland bandits' cavalry had their backs exposed.
Faced with pursuit from the soldiers of the 4th Cavalry Division, they were unable to even mount a basic defense.
One after another, steel blades gleaming with a cold light slashed down, instantly cutting down dozens of grassland bandit cavalrymen from their horses.
The killing continued.
On the entire grassland, soldiers from the 1st and 2nd Cavalry Regiments of the 4th Cavalry Division, who were chasing from behind, formed a semi-circle and surrounded the area.
Faced with pursuit and slaughter, the grassland bandit cavalry panicked.
One by one, the grassland bandits and cavalrymen were caught up and killed.
At this moment, the battlefield resembles a herdsman fleeing in distress, being chased by packs of wolves.
The wolves were fierce; they would catch up and bite you.
Its gaping maw opened wide and bit down hard.
Each time, they manage to tear off a large piece of flesh from the herdsmen.
Gradually, the strength of the grassland bandits and cavalry was also weakened.
General Mudulu, who was fleeing in disarray ahead, turned around and saw this scene. His eyes turned red, and his heart bled.
Damn it!
These bastards are absolutely despicable!
When did the grassland bandits and cavalry become like this?!
no!
I want to change this situation!
Thinking this, General Mudulu roared, "Warriors, we cannot let these bastards bully us like this! Where is the fighting spirit of us grassland warriors? Follow me and charge back!"
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