Chapter 3187

This meant the situation was indeed very bad.

"No, my horse is shaking all over!"

"My warhorse's legs seem to be injured!"

"Bad, the warhorses aren't right!"

The warhorses were indeed not right.

The silk threads were too sticky.

Especially after gaining the title ability of the Life-Weaving Spider Queen, the stickiness was even more exaggerated.

One thousand cavalrymen were already connected to each other by the silk web.

As the warhorses galloped, the silk threads on their bodies touched the ground, and every single spider silk stuck to some sand and gravel; all the dirt and stones stuck to the silk gathered together, and the quantity was quite considerable.

Most warhorses were dragging a thick layer of soil behind them, and as the soil layer piled up and rolled, it accumulated more and more.

As new silk webs fell, even more new soil layers were stuck on.

The burden on the warhorses became heavier and heavier.

Those short silk threads were also a burden; as the warhorses ran, the mud, sand, and stones on the ground were constantly splashed up.

Coupled with the constant blowing of the strong winds helping them run, it caused the surrounding dirt and stones to keep rising, greatly accelerating the speed at which the silk threads stuck to the dirt and stones.

These dirt and stones stuck to the warhorses' entire bodies; all the strong warhorses already had a layer of mud on them, and even more clumps of dirt hung under their bodies, as if countless strings of black candied haws were stuck to them.

But even so...

Because the warhorse breed was too excellent, they could actually continue to persist.

Load-bearing charges were a required course for warhorses.

But this was only one of the burdens.

The silk threads were too sticky, and the quantity falling was too large; the warhorses were constantly running, and the connection between the horse's legs and belly was easily stuck together.

After all, the horse's belly was not covered with armor.

That would have been fine.

But it just so happened that the warhorses were too strong and had great power.

And there were strong winds constantly providing them with energy.

This resulted in them having plenty of power when running, and the silk threads stuck under their bodies would be forcibly torn apart by this powerful force; either the ones on the belly would be torn off and stuck to the legs, or the ones on the legs would be torn off and stuck to the belly.

The silk threads kept sticking back and forth, and kept being torn apart, torn apart, torn apart.

First, it tore off the hair.

Then it fiercely stuck to and tore off the skin.

Finally, it stuck to and tore off the muscles, blood vessels, and tendons.

They were being torn into this state by themselves.

The faster they ran and the faster their stride frequency, the faster they were injured.

This was no different from cutting flesh with a dull knife, slowly torturing them.

Although the warhorses were excellent, they were also afraid of pain.

It would have been fine if just the hair and skin were torn off, but now even the muscles and blood vessels were being torn and stuck together, and they couldn't take it anymore.

And at this moment, Gu Qing smiled slightly in the air.

"Sisters, that's enough, retract!"

"Yes!"

The female soldiers all flipped their palms in the air.

The sticky silk threads immediately changed state, turning into threads of highly toxic corrosive silk.

"Hiss hiss! Hiss—!!"

"Roar roar roar roar!!"

"Oh my god!"

"My eyes!!"

"Quick, help me heal!"

"Damn it, no, I'm going to fall!"

"Quickly remove the abnormal status!"

Almost instantly, the warhorses and cavalrymen below the Silk Clan all started screaming.

Ten thousand horses neighed in unison, and the screams shook the sky.

The fluctuations of the sound passed through the wind pressure, causing the silk threads in the sky to tremble slightly.

Bang bang bang bang!

Hundreds of warhorses fell to the ground, kicking their legs desperately, trying to kick away the silk threads stuck to their wounds, but they couldn't kick them off at all, and could only let the silk threads corrode their wounds, emitting a charred, foul-smelling corrosive gas.

Hundreds of warhorses broke away from the battle formation, running wildly; the cavalrymen on their backs were thrown off, and those who couldn't be thrown off were also shaken until they were dizzy and disoriented.

But almost all the warhorses were jumping, shaking their heads desperately, and twisting their bodies desperately.

A large number of cavalrymen were thrown off.

But their first reaction wasn't to look after their horses or comfort their best partners, but to cover their faces as well.

Although the armor was heavy, it wasn't airtight.

The silk threads were meticulous and had long since stuck to their eyes, nostrils, and mouths.

At this moment, the stickiness turned into corrosion, and even top-tier cavalrymen felt pain.

The light descended.

A large amount of healing light and purification light descended.

The effect of the spider silk was cleared.

But the charge of those 2,000 cavalrymen had already been neutralized, turning them from cavalry into infantry; otherwise, if they had really charged into the Jade Clan, the losses this time wouldn't have been just a few dozen people.

Although it was impossible not to have losses in today's battle, they had to minimize them as much as possible.

Gu Qing nodded: "Alright sisters, continue, while healing everyone, obstruct the other cavalrymen!"

"Understood!"

The Silk Clan female soldiers in the sky shifted instantly.

Only then did some cavalrymen see some fine silk webs in the sky.

The Silk Clan moved and jumped freely on the silk webs, their bodies seemingly weightless.

"Look at the sky!"

The cavalryman shouted, pointing at the sky.

"Look at what sky? Look ahead, the big fire is coming!"

Big fire?

Before he could lower his head, the cavalryman's peripheral vision saw a bright firelight.

The firelight made the silk webs in the sky even more visible.

The silk webs were fine and transparent; at this moment, they refracted the light of the flames, as if cracks had appeared in the sky.

But there was no time to look anymore.

3,000 fire mages were already charging over, laughing wildly.

How... why were they all spraying fire from their mouths?

They clearly looked like human women, so why were they like fire dragons?

Zhuang Ya burped.

She felt a bit nauseous.

Last time she saw Qi Yue eat the genes so deliciously, Zhuang Ya also ate several points of Zhao Chi's, but the result wasn't delicious at all, and Zhao Chi's quantity was very large; after swallowing it all, she felt nauseous just like now.

But what she drank now was fire oil, and the taste was bitter, strange, and very greasy.

Relatively speaking, Zhuang Ya still preferred drinking Zhao Chi's, because it was acceptable if eaten slowly.

But regardless, the burning sensation in her stomach gave Zhuang Ya a high sense of security.

However, to prevent her stomach from exploding, she had to keep her mouth open, letting the flames in her stomach spray out from her mouth.

If necessary, she could also spray it out from the back door.

After all, the top and bottom were actually connected.

That would look like having a tail of fire, which was also quite good-looking.

But since it was a battle now, it was better to save some.