Dark Sand: My Players Are All Actors

He truly felt just how powerful this body was.

The enemy cavalry in front of the rebel forces had already charged over. Although the soldiers from both sides were tangled together like interlocked teeth, the formation of his own side had already been breached under the impact of the rebel cavalry, so at this moment the enemy cavalry still possessed an extremely powerful charge.

They of course immediately noticed Li Gaoling at the very front of the formation, who was not wearing any armor.

And in the eyes of these cavalrymen, Li Gaoling was like a target with a glowing effect around him.

At this time, the rebel cavalry charged in a dense formation, with very little space between each rider. To an ordinary soldier, the rebel cavalry unit seemed like a high wall that could not be penetrated by needles or splashed by water.

Moreover, he was standing alone in the front, because ahead, and to the left and right, there were large areas without any friendly troops.

But for Li Gaoling, these two factors were no problem at all.

He could instead fully unleash his strength without worrying about the Mo Dao accidentally harming his own troops!

And at the moment when the cavalry line collided with Li Gaoling, Luo Ying also somewhat understood why Li Gaoling could achieve such terrifying combat results against the cavalry.

There was clearly a very important factor he had overlooked before.

Height!

In ancient times, the height of a warhorse was typically measured from the shoulder to the hoof, about one and a half meters.

The taller the warhorse, the rarer it was, and naturally, the more expensive. In the Qi Dynasty, if there was a warhorse around one and a half meters tall, it was to be directly presented to the emperor, and generals were not allowed to keep it for themselves.

Therefore, even the most elite cavalry unit would only ride warhorses that were about one and a half meters tall.

And based on the average height of ordinary people at about one and a half meters, after mounting a warhorse, their height would be about two and a half meters.

This height was a crushing defeat for ordinary infantry.

It was easier to fight from a higher position, so when cavalry charged downward with their long spears from atop their horses, infantry who were about one and a half meters tall hardly had any ability to fight back—there was no comparison in strength or speed.

But Li Gaoling was different.

He was more than two meters tall, almost the same height as the cavalry on their horses!

This meant that, where ordinary soldiers faced a collective charge from cavalry, their line of sight would be at best above the waists of these horsemen, immediately putting them at a height disadvantage.

To attack the knights on horseback, they would have to raise their weapons high and strike upward.

This was clearly impractical.

But in Li Gaoling's view, he could almost look at these cavalrymen at eye level.

Imposing as mountains in the eyes of ordinary soldiers, the cavalry troops were nothing more than a group of people about the same height as him in his eyes.

He had no physical height disadvantage, and could even turn the cavalry's advantage into a disadvantage!

Because Li Gaoling's Mo Dao could freely attack any part of the cavalrymen's horses, he was more agile and could exert force more easily than the knights on horseback!

"Whoosh!"

The spear tip of a long spear had already stabbed over!

Luo Ying dodged to the side while gripping the Mo Dao and swung it horizontally, fiercely chopping at the horse's neck!

Blood splattered everywhere as the horse was decapitated with a single blow!

The cavalryman on top tumbled forward instantly, but Luo Ying didn't care about him at all and continued to face the next enemy.

This time, he held the Mo Dao like a spear and thrust forward.

The opposing cavalryman also tried to stab at him with a long spear, but the spear was clearly shorter than the Mo Dao, and due to Li Gaoling's tall stature, his arm length also had the advantage.

Before Li Gaoling's spear could touch the cavalry, Luo Ying's hook sword had already stabbed into his armor.

"Pfft!"

The hook sword pierced through the gaps of the armor.

The warhorse still bucked fiercely, the colliding force driving the hook sword deeper, and this cavalryman was directly unseated from his mount!

Luo Ying roared furiously, charging forward and brutally pinning the cavalryman to the ground. Then, he stepped on the chest of the cavalryman and pulled out the hook sword.

He discovered that he was quite comfortable with Li Gaoling's body.

This, evidently, had to do with his amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS).

Because of ALS, there wasn't much muscle memory left in his own body; instead, Li Gaoling's body held plenty of muscle memories waiting to be unearthed by the players.

Most players would have to gradually adapt, slowly forgetting their own muscle memories and awakening those of these heroic figures.

But Luo Ying didn't really need this step.

Therefore, his mastery was surprisingly quick!

If other players knew about this, they would surely cry foul.

But when thinking that this advantage came at the cost of real-life ALS... the players would probably have nothing more to say.

In any case, the Li Gaoling that Luo Ying played had an incredibly terrifying performance from the start.

Discarding his armor and going all out, Li Gaoling charged into the rebel cavalry formation, wreaking havoc and beheading several knights.

However, at the same time, he also gradually found himself surrounded.

Several cavalrymen began attacking him from many angles!

Three knights charged at him from the front, left, and right, with three spears thrusting in coordination.

Luo Ying first thrust the hook sword into the belly of the horse to his left, then abruptly twisted his body, slashing horizontally to unseat the knight in the middle.

However, the spear of the knight to his right had already thrust toward him.

Luo Ying barely dodged, but with the impact of the warhorse, the knight collided with him!

In an instant, Luo Ying staggered underfoot and fell to the ground.

He thought it was nothing major and would just get up again. But the ensuing cavalry troops trampled over him like a tidal wave, leaving Luo Ying with no chance to rise and quickly succumbing to death.

Returning to the starting point, Luo Ying still hadn't quite recovered.

The sensation of being trampled to death by numerous warhorses was too tragic!

He thought that he would just rise quickly after falling, but he hadn't imagined being swept away like in a flood, with absolutely no opportunity to stand.

Even if he hadn't been injured, just falling meant certain death!

"So, it is indeed as I thought, no wonder there's a talent specifically for stabilizing your stance... In this kind of battle, a stable lower body is truly important."

Luo Ying wasn't disheartened by the death, on the contrary, his fighting spirit flared wildly.

After all, what were pain and death to him?

Only in this game could he feel he was truly alive.

Luo Ying re-entered the trial and began the challenge.