On the battlefield of the Northern Frontier, as far as the eye can see, countless cavalrymen were charging, the sound of hooves merging into a single echo that stretched to the horizon. The Xiongnu Tribe, clad in coarse iron armor, gripped their curved sabers and roared as they assaulted the defense of the Protectorate General.
Some perished directly on the path of the charge, falling to the ground like a hard stone.
Meanwhile, the Qin Army's spears were severed, and then they were crushed to the ground by heavy hooves, their chest bones shattered, and blood sprayed from their mouths. The once vast grassland had turned into a particularly bloody battleground; both sides continuously poured troops into it.
The node of this Earth Vein was disturbed by the scent of blood, causing instability to arise.
