The tyrannical father was so intimidated when his own daughter was found during the raid.

However, when the magnificent, heavily armored warhorse beneath him slammed its forelegs hard onto that patch of transparent oil.

Everything has changed.

The mud that should have been solid now offered no friction whatsoever.

The lubricant that Su Yaoyao exchanged was more than enough for a heavily armored cavalryman weighing several thousand kilograms.

Even if you put a leaf on it, it can slide three miles with the wind.

The warhorse's iron hooves touched the ground.

An unprecedented tragedy has erupted.

The battle-hardened, heavily armored warhorse suddenly let out a neigh filled with extreme terror.

The forelegs slid outwards.

The immense kinetic energy that was originally charging forward was transformed into lateral tearing after losing grip.

"Slurp!"

The sound of slipping could be heard.

The heavily armored warhorse, in the midst of its gallop, executed a perfect split.

The warhorse's belly slammed heavily to the ground, its eyes wide open, its four legs helplessly spread out in four directions.

The Iron Cavalry Commander had no idea what was happening.

He was still fantasizing about smashing down the city gates and wreaking havoc on everyone.

The next second, the immense inertia threw him violently off the saddle.

He was like a black iron ball launched by a catapult, tracing a parabola in mid-air.

"Bang!"

The commander landed face down, slamming heavily onto the ground covered in lubricant.

The heavy steel faceplate scraped against the ground, leaving a long trail of dazzling sparks and making a screeching sound.

Because he had completely lost the friction to stop him, he did not stop after falling.

He was like a skateboard, skimming along the ground, continuing to glide forward wildly.

He watched as the foundation stones of the Catholic city walls magnified before his eyes.

"Clang!"

The commander's helmet slammed hard against the bluestone steps of the city wall, leaving him dizzy and seeing stars.

The commander's warhorse fell to the ground with its legs split apart, becoming the first major obstacle.

The hundreds of vanguard cavalrymen following closely behind him had no time to react.

Once a heavily armored cavalry charge starts at full speed, it is absolutely impossible to stop halfway.

Their warhorses also stepped into the area covered by the lubricant one after another.

"Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!"

The slippery sounds blended together, as if countless giant loaches were rolling around in the mud.

One after another, the heavily armored warhorses lost control of their bodies.

Five thousand iron cavalrymen were like a derailed heavy locomotive, carrying terrifying kinetic energy.

The uncontrolled reload drift begins.

Some cavalrymen slid sideways with their horses, crashing heavily into their companions.

Some warhorses slipped on their forelegs and fell headfirst to the ground, throwing the riders on their backs into the air.

The cavalrymen behind watched helplessly as their comrades in front of them fell, desperately trying to tighten the reins.

But on this kind of ground, Lema would only suffer a more gruesome death.

The warhorse's hind legs slipped, and the rider and horse fell backward, crashing heavily to the ground.

It was too late to stop.

It's impossible to stop!

The cavalrymen in the front row had already fallen flat on their faces.

The cavalry in the back row charged straight at them with earth-shattering speed.

"Clang!!!"

"BOOM!!!"

A deafening metallic clang resounded in front of the cult's gate, echoing through the heavens.

The sound was even more piercing than thunder from the heavens, causing the followers on the city wall to cover their ears.

Five thousand heavily armed, steel-clad men were like pins struck by a heavy bowling ball in a bowling alley.

They slid around on the oil, colliding with each other helplessly.

One knocks over three, three knock over ten.

A terrifying chain reaction swept through the entire massive formation of the Xuanjia Iron Cavalry.

The heavy steel armor was originally their strongest defensive barrier.

Now, however, it has become the most deadly burden and weapon.

A warhorse weighing several thousand kilograms collided with a heavily armored soldier weighing several hundred kilograms.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the sickening sound of metal twisting filled the air.

The mighty and invincible vanguard of the Great Yan Kingdom has utterly lost all its dignity on this open ground.

They spun, jumped, and glided uncontrollably.

Some people were upside down, spinning wildly in place like a high-speed top.

Some people collided with each other, slid dozens of meters on the ground while clinging to each other, until they hit the edge of the moat.

Some warhorses lay upside down, kicking wildly on the ground, only to slip and slide in place.

The scene was so comical it was beyond ridiculous.

An ice ballet performed under duress on the battlefield!

It was utterly devoid of beauty, just clumsy, awkward falls.

The Xuanjia Iron Cavalry let out terrified roars from inside their helmets.

However, the slippery ground offered them no foothold.

Some soldiers who were lucky enough not to be knocked unconscious tried to stand up by supporting themselves with their hands.

The armored hand had just touched the ground.

With a "whoosh," his arm slid away, and he fell face-first into the dirt again.

Five thousand elite soldiers, renowned throughout the world, were unable to rise from the ground on their own.

Their pride in their military strength and their pride in their equipment have become a self-inflicted joke.

On the city wall, the believers who had already written their blood oaths and prepared to die with their own flesh and blood were all dumbfounded.

They stared in disbelief at the chaotic junkyard below.

One second ago, they were so desperate that they felt as if they could see the gates of hell.

The next second, I saw these arrogant enemies rolling around on the ground like comical clowns.

"This...that's it?"

One of the hall masters swallowed hard, feeling that his worldview had been severely shaken.

The most terrifying trump card of the Great Yan Kingdom was broken by the Crown Princess with a little bit of unknown water.

Below the city wall.

The cavalry commander was still lying on the steps.

He was thrown around and felt completely disoriented, desperately trying to get up.

But the ground was too slippery.

He frantically rummaged around on the ground with his hands and feet, but his body could only spin around in place.

The heavy armor made him look like a steel turtle lying on its back, unable to turn itself over.

It was both comical and incredibly pitiful.

On the city wall, Ye Honglian looked at the absurd and hilarious scene below and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

A sly glint flashed across her stunningly beautiful face.

"My daughter's move is brilliant; it's so effortless."

Ye Honglian's lips curled into a wicked smile as she reached behind her back and slashed at her waist.

"Now that they're all settled, let's give them a little something extra!"

She took out a small bamboo tube.