Between Heaven And Earth, There Came The Wild Horses

Chanyu stepped out of his golden yurt and looked around. His dark and handsome face was covered with a satisfied smile because of the resoluteness of his warriors as well as the coming victory after so many years.

According to him, the Northern Battlefront Army's lack of cavalrymen would never be a match to his cavalry of the Golden Tribe. The previous battles were dragging on because the Northern Battlefront Army was unexpectedly persevering and their armament and senior cultivators were extremely powerful. But more importantly it was because the cavalrymen of Golden Tribe did not pull all their effort. They were merely testing and exhausting their enemies.

When the infantry confronted the cavalry, despite their innate advantages, the cavalry was psychologically superior. If the infantry wanted to stop the cavalry, they had to pay a lot more both physically and mentally.