From Drunken Dreams to Dawn Chapter 443

The air was filled with smoke and dust.

A gust of wind swept past, blowing for hundreds of miles without stopping.

The Hun cavalrymen, who ate and slept with their war horses and treated their horses as their own family, gritted their teeth and, with even more strength than they could use to charge their wives, hit their family members hard in the abdomen with their heels.

The horses galloped in pain, responding to their masters' commands as usual with their quickness - as long as they were running, their masters would not kick them in the stomach.

They were getting faster and faster, running like the wind.