World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 1112 - 501: Shocking Buzzer-Beater! Eye-Popping Explosion!_2

Chapter 1112: 501: Shocking Buzzer-Beater! Eye-Popping Explosion!_2

These three men claim they love me, that they’re willing to risk everything—even their lives—for me.

Now, their chance to prove it has arrived.

Immediately, Nini’an’s eyes swept toward Du Yan.

Du Yan’s face twitched, and he lowered his head. Though he was determined to win over Nini’an, he valued his life more.

Nini’an then turned her gaze to Yanggu!

Yanggu, the tribe’s cavalry leader, gritted his teeth hard, his blood boiling, ready to rush out and fight.

But before he could move, his father abruptly pulled him back from behind and said coldly, "Don’t be stupid. If you die, Nini’an will just end up in someone else’s hands. She’ll be taken advantage of over and over again by others."

Yanggu trembled at these words, recognizing the brutal truth, and lowered his head, retreating quietly.

Nini’an’s gaze turned to the last person, Gryphon Cavalry Leader Qiuju. Yet, his eyes were locked on Lanling, as though he wanted to tear him apart, refusing to even meet Nini’an’s glance.

In that instant, she felt an immense wave of disappointment.

All lies, the declarations that they loved her more than life itself—nothing but lies.

For her reputation, for her sake, none of them dare step forward to die. What love could they possibly claim?

Her fury grew; her anger was boundless. She felt abandoned by the entire world, a resentment so deep it even surpassed her hatred for Lanling!

Since childhood, she had been someone everyone doted upon, commanding attention and favor as though it were natural. She had come to believe that men should willingly sacrifice everything for her, even their lives.

When a woman is truly angry, she loses all reason. Suddenly, she shouted, "Fine, Lanling, I accept your challenge! A cavalry death charge. If you come back victorious, I’ll let you touch my ass, and even allow you to kiss me!"

As she uttered these words, Constantine, Du Yan, and the others all paled!

But the words had been spoken, like water spilled—irrevocable.

Lanling laughed heartily: "Miss Nini’an, I prefer biting over kissing!"

This remark erupted into roaring laughter from everyone present!

That pretty-faced rogue—people liked him for his wildness and audacity, daring to tease the chieftain’s daughter before a crowd.

"Then I’ll let you bite..." Nini’an retorted, utterly livid.

"Agreed, it’s a deal then!" Lanling shouted in laughter.

At once, the situation was set in stone, unable to change!

Constantine’s face twitched uncontrollably!

To him, Lanling’s actions were the defiant lash of a man on death’s edge. Knowing he would die in a cavalry death charge, he mustered one final strike by discrediting Nini’an’s reputation and sowing discord among her trio of admirers.

A venomous bite that cut deep.

Lanling, the wretched bastard, was a snake through and through.

...

Lanling turned to Cavalry Centurion Leitong of the Foreign Tribe Army and asked, "Brother, do you blame me?"

Leitong laughed heartily, "Blame you? Never! Even if you hadn’t volunteered, the chieftain would have sent us to fight. If death is certain, we might as well face it like men—boldly and willingly! At least this way, we die with dignity. Plus, you managed one last tease at the chieftain’s daughter before dying—worth it!"

It wasn’t just Leitong. All the cavalrymen of the Foreign Tribe Army felt the same way.

None of them held Lanling accountable; the centurion’s words were true. Even if Lanling hadn’t stepped forward, the chieftain would have forced them into the battle anyway. After all, they were the lowly Foreign Tribe Army—outsiders.

Burdened with sorrow and despair, Lanling and Leitong mounted their horses first. A hundred Foreign Tribe cavalrymen followed suit.

Then, the hundred riders formed ranks and marched away from the camp, heading to the battle arena.

All their brothers in the Foreign Tribe Army pressed their fists to their chests to show their final respects.

The scene was filled with the poignant atmosphere of "the winds howl as the Yi River grows cold; the heroes set forth, never to return."

To everyone watching, the hundred cavalry led by Lanling were surely marching to their deaths.

Lanling approached his uncle, Suo Mo, and gave him a firm, steady look.

Suo Mo nodded in response, casting a look of trust at Lanling!

Suo Mo hadn’t stopped Lanling from volunteering to fight because he now fully believed in Lanling’s capabilities. Whatever Lanling did had a purpose, and he wouldn’t recklessly lead a hundred brothers to their deaths.

Lanling and his hundred cavalry completely exited the camp and began assembling in orderly ranks.

By now, the central battlefield had been marked out with stone lime.

A neat rectangle, three thousand meters long and thirty meters wide.

The Wild Horse Tribe’s hundred cavalrymen were already prepared, forming their own ranks!

With a glance, the difference between the two sides was glaring!

The Wild Horse Tribe’s steeds were all tall and stout, majestic and dazzling. Their coats gleamed as if polished, clearly well-fed, brimming with power. Beyond that, every rider moved in perfect synchronization, even their horses’ colors matched uniformly.

Undoubtedly, these were the Wild Horse Tribe’s elite cavalry forces.

In stark contrast, the mounts of Lanling’s hundred cavalry were scrawny and scruffy, with uneven builds and shabby coats. Their hair was coarse, colors mismatched, and their appearance lackluster.

As members of the Foreign Tribe Army under the Chimera Tribe, these soldiers were second-class citizens, often struggling even to fill their bellies.

Their horses shared the same fate—barely surviving. Raising a hundred horses alone was a monumental effort.

The men climbed the mountains daily to forage for alfalfa, just enough to stave off horse starvation. But horses need more—they require grains and eggs.

Grains, the soldiers could manage through severe rationing, but eggs were entirely out of reach.

Even with grains, they couldn’t afford to feed the horses enough; their horses needed too much, and not even the harshest sacrifices could suffice.

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