It's doomed to be a terrible war!

Tens of thousands of iron horsemen from the Northern and Southern Dynasties are about to confront each other like red tides in a turbulent collision, and storms are raging between heaven and earth. Everything seems to be coming to an end.

Fifty thousand iron riders of the Dayan Dynasty were in the front. On the back of the flaming horse, a young man in white armour was carrying a ten-foot halberd. He ran away like a gale, and behind him the golden cloak was flying in the rain curtain.

Nearly ten feet from the front edge of the red tide of the other...