The massacre continued for three whole hours. It was a complete and one-sided slaughter.

Eye of the Storm died to Li Chengfeng and Gui Guzi. Unwilling to accept this conclusion even in the very end, the man had pointed at the sky and shouted as if there was blood in his throat, "I yearn to repay my country, but my strength failed me!"

Li Chengfeng relieved him of his head right after that, and that’s how a man’s dream of flattening Dawn City with one million cavalrymen ultimately died. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Even if their commander hadn’t died, the will of Hot Sun City was already disrupted by the death trap they had walked into. To them, it seemed like they were surrounded by an endless amount of Chinese players, when in reality our troops didn’t even make up 20% of their number. However, the Northern Alliance cavalry were stuck in one place, and they could only watch as we cut down their HP with ranged attacks and beat them down row after row. Without healing, magic knights were nowhere as tenacious as they should’ve been, and in this scenario they were no more than lambs to the slaughter.

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Three hours later, Horse Hoof Valley positively stank with the stench of blood. The ground was littered with...