The drums are thundering and majestic. Tens of thousands of troops are fighting against each other. They shout at each other. The swords they lift are never empty. A horse is roaring. You and I have never seen such a scene. Magnificent and bloody! The black army made full use of their images to defeat the morale of the purple army. Like yesterday, countless horses were furious. The purple Army thought that yesterday's tragedy would be staged again. At this moment, there was a whistle, and eighteen horses came out from the West. They were strong and unyielding, running recklessly. All of a sudden, the still quiet white tiger leaped...