This horse could be said to be the strongest warhorse in history.
If any accident happened, Li Zicheng would be able to ride this horse and quickly escape the battlefield.
He could even ride this horse through ranks of ten thousand troops and kill the enemy's commanding general without any problem.
This horse had already become a lethal weapon.
Aozawa waved his hand, and the soil floating in the air began to fall back down.
He didn't stay here any longer.
Noon was very short.
He had to hurry now to Shengjing beyond the passes.
He would remodel the Eight Banners there, making them Dashun's most loyal fighting force.
The soil drifted down from the sky to the ground.
The Thunder Dragon let out a loud sound, flicked its tail, and, wrapped in dark clouds, left the capital.
The sky turned a boundless blue, without a single white cloud, and bright sunlight poured down on Li Zicheng.
