Winner Takes All novel Chapter 881

With a loud rumbling resonating around, the sound of metallic hooves stomping the ground was interspersed within the blizzard.

The whole ground seemed to be shaking violently.

A black current was tearing through the white nothingness, and it was coming at them at full speed.

Jack and the gang was standing their ground firmly while they waited for the impending clash.

They were riding war horses, which were neighing ceaselessly, their hooves lightly grazing the ground in anticipation of making the advancement.

Murderous intent were flying around in this intense blizzard, and they were cold and sharp like the flakes of snow vigorously scattering and billowing in the air.

When a verdict was made, the order would be dished down in absolution.

Even for Yarol and Cole, their gazes were resolute, and there was a murderous look hidden within.

They were men of war, and when their commands were given, even if they had to break through fire and ocean, they had to stomp through everything and reduce everything to nothingness.

This… was the resolution of men of war!

The rumbling continued, and the galloping of horses poured on, reverberating across the heaven and earth.

The regular sound was like an ominous beating on their hearts.

Achilles’ hand was holding the Dragon Cavalry Sword, and his gaze was fixated on that formation which was speeding towards them. He was secretly counting down the distance which was closing in between them.

In the midst of a momentary silence, with the blizzard brewing in the air, suddenly a shout was heard, “Move forth!”

Achilles raised the Dragon Cavalry Sword as his voice was booming through the sky.

At that moment, along with that roar of war signaling the start of their mission, Jack and his gang sped forth with blinding speed, and from afar they looked like blazing white current welcoming the pitch black current careening towards them.

“Hey… they are only five person. And they think they can take us on?”

The team leader of the Oirat tribe was riding a horse at the moment, and he didn’t appear to conceal his arrogance, “This is indeed the ways of the Dragon Cavalry Squad! They are just a bunch of suicidal morons. Run over them with our metallic hooves!”

“Kill them!”

More than a dozen men raised their weapons and roared with a loud bass tone.

Their murderous intents seemed to morph into one single entity as they rose and gushed forth.

Time seemed to come to a halt at this moment as snow white flakes danced around everyone.

With an ever-increasing kicking sound of the hooves, the wind itself seemed to be torn by the sound.

Jack looked distant and ominous while riding his war house, and with the Dragon Cavalry Sword in his hand, he was facing a twenty-men team of Oirat. His blood was on the brink of boiling over at the moment.

Was this…how it felt like to stand on a battlefield?

This was really… addicting!

When he heard the war cry of the leader of the Oirat squad, Jack couldn’t help curling up his lips in a derogatory smile.

If his opponents were going to use Tungsten Allow Arrow or even explosive weapons in this war, then the whole situation would turn into a grave and dangerous one.

But if his opponents were to engage in a close brawl with them…

In the midst of their advancement, Jack stole a glance at Achilles by his side.

If the Oirat tribe were to learn that Jack’s team leader was once the Chief Guard of the Dragon Cavalry Squad, would they regret their decision to attack them?

“Go forth!”

Earth-shattering war cries continued to bombard them from opposite, like a wave of energy sweeping at them.

However, when faced with the Oirat tribe’s tremendous cries, Jack and the gang appeared to be strangely calm and composed.

Their intention to kill was already blossoming.

They didn’t cry out in any way. They simply allowed the rhythmic beating of the hooves to carry them forward.

The distance quickly diminished between them.

“Brothers, we are twenty against five now. This is going to be a cake walk. Make sure they all turn into human meat paste!”

The leader of the Oirat tribe was still rambling on with the utmost arrogance.

However, when he was still roaring, Jack had already closed the gap in between them.

In an instant, Achilles shouted, “I, Achilles, will lead the charge!”

With a loud rumbling sound, he threw himself at the Oirat tribe.