Chapter 358: Adopted Son Lü Fengxian!

Ye Wuchen looked at this cavalry unit before him, his heart filled with respect and pride.

With the addition of the Dark Cloud Iron Cavalry, the Night Sha Army's combat power will reach a higher level.

As the old man's order was given, the Dark Cloud Iron Cavalry surged forth like a black torrent.

The sound of thousands of heavy hooves shook the heavens and earth, as if it would make the land tremble under its tread.

This cavalry not only swept all before it on the battlefield, but also left countless heart-stopping legends among the grassland tribes.

Once, a powerful tribe on the grassland united with several other tribes, intending to encircle the Night Sha Army.

After receiving the news, the Dark Cloud Iron Cavalry set out overnight and attacked the enemy's main camp with the speed of thunder before one could cover their ears.

That night, fire shot up to the sky; the enemy troops were awakened from their sleep, but it was already too late to organize effective resistance.

The Dark Cloud Iron Cavalry moved like black ghosts through the enemy ranks, the swords in their hands flashing with cold light; each swing felled an enemy.

In that battle, the Dark Cloud Iron Cavalry won at minimal cost, also instilling deep awe in the grassland tribes toward the Night Sha Army.

"Uncle, your coming down from the mountains to assist this time is my fortune, Ye Wuchen, and also a blessing for Yuzhou."

Ye Wuchen bowed with clasped hands, his face full of respect.

"Wuchen, I have something to tell you; perhaps it could add a fierce general to your ranks."

The old man helped Ye Wuchen up, a flash of pride in his eyes, and said with a smile.

"Who, Uncle, are you speaking of?"

Ye Wuchen raised his eyebrows upon hearing this and asked curiously.

"He is my newly adopted son, named Lü Bu."

"This child is extraordinarily brave, his martial skill surpasses all, he has the strength to stand against ten thousand."

The old man stroked his beard and spoke mysteriously.

"Lü Bu? I've never heard of him; I don't know how capable he is."

Upon hearing that, Ye Wuchen couldn't help but feel curious and quickly asked.

"Just wait and see him arrive."

The old man laughed heartily, patted Ye Wuchen's shoulder, and said.

Before his words finished, Ye Wuchen looked up and saw a general riding a horse toward him.

He wore a three-fork hairpin purple gold crown, which shone brightly in the sunlight, setting off his heroic and imposing visage.

He donned a Western Sichuan red brocade hundred-flower robe, outside which he wore a beast-face swallowing-head linked armor, appearing splendid yet not losing a general's dignity.

Most striking was the paintstaff Fangtian halberd in his hand, its cold light radiating, as if it could pierce the heavens.

"I am Lü Bu; I have paid my respects to the Prince."

Lü Bu dismounted, bowed to the old man, then turned to Ye Wuchen and clasped his fists in greeting.

Ye Wuchen sized up Lü Bu before him, seeing his tall and sturdy frame, his stern countenance, and a heroic spirit revealed between his brows.

He secretly praised, indeed extraordinary, a tiger of a general.

"This Lü Bu, his martial skill surpasses all, he has the strength to stand against ten thousand."

"Taking advantage of the situation in the Northern Border, he led several hundred Dark Cloud Iron Cavalry deep into the grassland, sweeping all before him, destroying dozens of tribes large and small, making the grassland tribes tremble at the news."

"Now his fame, on the grassland it is nothing less than thunderous to the ears!"

The old man introduced him with great enthusiasm.

Afterwards, the old man detailed to Ye Wuchen Lü Bu's achievements on the grassland.

How he led the Dark Cloud Iron Cavalry to gallop across the grassland like the wind, how he employed martial force to crush those stubborn tribes one by one.

Every detail revealed Lü Bu's bravery and fearlessness, filling Ye Wuchen with anticipation for this newly comrade.

Listening to the old man's account, Ye Wuchen seemed to see that vast grassland, and to see the iron cavalry led by Lü Bu galloping across it.

The Dark Cloud Iron Cavalry's battle flag flew high, the thunder of hooves shook heaven and earth, each charge filling the enemy with dread and alarm.

Lü Bu, like a War God, swept all before him on the battlefield, causing the enemy to lose heart at the mere rumor.

"What a brave general!"

"General Lü is indeed extraordinarily brave; to receive such praise from Uncle, he must be a remarkable hero."

Upon hearing that, Ye Wuchen's eyes flashed with a hint of approval.

He looked upon Lü Bu with newfound respect.

He well knew the grassland tribes were fierce and skilled in battle; to be able to destroy dozens of tribes shows that Lü Bu's courage is indeed out of the ordinary.

"Prince, you overpraise me; Lü Bu merely did his duty."

"Though the grassland tribes are brave, how could they resist the divine valor of our Dark Cloud Iron Cavalry?"

"This foray deep into the grassland also relied on the brothers working together in unity to achieve this merit."

Lü Bu lowered his head slightly, his smile carrying a hint of restraint and confidence, like a sharp sword gleaming in the sunlight, both dazzling and perilous.

"Fengxian, this time accompanying me down from the mountains, will surely lend you a helping hand."

The old man looked at Ye Wuchen and Lü Bu and spoke with satisfaction.

"With General Lü's assistance, in this confrontation with the Imperial Army, our forces will surely look down upon all!"

Upon hearing that, Ye Wuchen was greatly invigorated.

"Prince, rest assured; when the Imperial Army comes to attack this time, we will make sure they have no return!"

Upon hearing those words, Lü Bu's eyes flashed with a hint of battle intent.

"Grand Preceptor, the miscellaneous matters have been settled."

An officer stepped forward to report.

"Pass the order down: the whole army will march lightly northward, targeting Qianzhou."

Having finished with the miscellaneous matters, Gu Changqing gave a slight nod.

Although I don't understand why the Yun Wang crown prince would so confidently guarantee.

He could hold back the several hundred thousand fierce Yellow Turban elite troops under Meng Zhang of Luzhou.

However, Gu Changqing already had a suspicion in his heart; the Taiping teaching behind this Yellow Turban uprising originally bore many traces of the Three Kings.

Although Gu Changqing didn't directly guess that Meng Zhang was the handiwork of the Yun Wang mansion, it wasn't far off.

Thinking of Meng Zhang's surname and his godlike military strategy, Gu Changqing gradually came to realize.

In the ancient world, military strategy is acclaimed as the high-level knowledge of dragon-slaying art.

It's not something just any cat or dog can master, let alone someone like Meng Zhang, a top-tier sage.

The forces capable of cultivating someone like Meng Zhang are few and far between.

Furthermore, considering Meng Zhang's surname, some doubts can be readily resolved.

Moreover, the identity of the current Yun Wang consort.

Gu Changqing probably can guess where Su Ye's confidence comes from; even if Meng Zhang isn't a covert agent of the Yun Wang mansion.

However, relying on the Meng clan lineage, if Su Ye wanted to temporarily hold back Meng Zhang.

The problem is still not big.

Therefore, Gu Changqing can rest assured bringing Jiuling and other elite troops north.

With Su Ye having the identity of the Meng clan behind him.

The south will not be more dangerous than here for the time being.

Now the more urgent threat is the Northern Night Sha army; if Gu Changqing doesn't go to support, to stabilize the situation.

The Night Sha army of King Ye Wuchen is about to directly march into Gan Zhou.

As the order was issued, the entire camp boiled over.

The soldiers quickly packed their gear and set out in formation.

Gu Changqing mounted his warhorse, leading General Jiuling, Dongfang Nine Zheng, and others, embarking on the northern campaign.

After reinforcing some troops in Gan Zhou, Gu Changqing led this patchwork army of sixty thousand onward.

As the force grew, their morale rose ever higher.

Along the way, whenever they reached a prefecture or county, Gu Changqing would conscript some local troops and garrison forces to join them.

(End of chapter)