Peace Order-Chapter 1646 - 42: The Foundations of Heavenly Strategy, Prince Qin Enters the Game
Nourishing Yin and boosting Yang, such a good thing.
The great auspicious creature of the grassland shows that you did well, Mr. Lei.
I’ll share half with you.
Lei Laomeng laughed heartily, saying how could that be appropriate?
Brotherly love, brotherly love.
Seventh Prince Ashina: "..."
No, Your Highness.
Just what kind of people do you have under your command?!
Lei Laomeng is already forty-three these days, with a bit of white in his hair. His martial skills, bolstered forcibly with medicine, barely reached the Third Layer Heaven. He uses a thick-backed gold ring great cutting knife, but when Li Guanyi was fourteen, he could beat him senseless.
However, along the way, during the wild growth period in the Heavenly Strategy Mansion and the Qilin Army, he forcibly acquired all kinds of skills from books. Even if the ancestor of the Exotic Beast Manor came back from two hundred years ago, they would have to exclaim, "Ancestor upon high, what kind of calamity is this?"
The auspicious creature of the grassland shamefully submitted under the corrosion of indulgence.
"Additionally, based on the Dragon Blood Soil, Dragon Blood Grass, and the Dragon Blood itself that you provided, General, we have conducted some new experiments." Lei Laomeng held a thick stack of documents, reporting to Li Guanyi:
"Among them, the Dragon Colts at the Exotic Beast Level react most strongly to the Red Dragon Blood."
"In ancient times, the category of [Dragon] was broad."
"Flying creatures, beasts, and aquatic beings, these powerful beings were all called [Dragons]. These Dragon Colts are the descendants of the beast-kind dragons, and most Exotic Beast Level Dragon Colts could have ordinary horses as siblings."
"Only when the ancient bloodline hidden within them is activated to a certain degree, can they grow into Dragon Colts. We found that raising these Dragon Colts from a young age on land covered with Red Dragon Blood Soil, their bloodline is further activated."
"It’s as if the Divine Will hidden in their bloodline senses an ancient foe, becoming forcibly active, much like ordinary villagers encountering a tiger in the mountains."
"I originally thought it was the Exotic Beast Bloodline suppressing ordinary horses."
"So, we procured the blood of the Nine-colored Divine Deer, the Fire Qilin, and traded thirty cartloads of large basins of beast milk for a basin of black and white panda blood..."
Li Guanyi was stupefied: "Wait, how much?"
Lei Laomeng replied: "One basin, General."
"As long as you prepare enough large basins of beast milk, it couldn’t care less about what you do, rest assured, with the strength of its body, this basin of blood has no impact on it."
Li Guanyi’s mouth twitched: "Alright, continue."
Lei Laomeng said: "But it was useless. Only the Ancient Red Dragon Blood produces this effect. So, according to our ancestor’s records and the results of our recent research, we’ve come to a conclusion."
Lei Laomeng paused, looking at what he wrote, his face conflicted, as if he’d seen a ghost. But after hesitating, he still said: "I suspect that the ancestors of these Dragon Colts must have encountered the Ancient Red Dragon of that era."
"Most likely they were beaten."
"Beaten so severely that their descendants’ bloodlines react to the Ancient Red Dragon. If possible, I hope to cultivate Dragon Colts in the area where the Red Dragon resides, which could definitely cultivate an entire heavy cavalry of Dragon Horses."
Li Guanyi was astonished: "All Dragon Horses?!"
Divine Steed-level Exotic Beasts are called Dragons when their chest height is over eight feet.
Such Dragon Horses can carry Heavy Cavalry of the Iron Futu level, executing short charges at the speed of Light Cavalry. Even the three major contemporary heavy cavalries do not have the extravagance of using all Dragon Horses as mounts.
Lei Laomeng raised his head.
He grinned, this man who came from ordinary martial artists, who in his thirties was still an aspiring low-level character in the Martial World, forced forward in this world, having made his way here. He didn’t joke as he used to.
He simply answered: "Yes."
"Eight thousand Dragon Horses, over eight feet tall, galloping like lightning, can go three days without eating or drinking, still capable of charging three hundred miles and maintaining combat readiness, or eat seven days’ rations in one day, with the speed to catch up to arrows in flight, reaching out to grab an arrow while riding."
"In just three to five years, I assure you, it can be done."
Galloping like lightning, Dragon Horses, reforged from materials in the White Tiger Sect’s armory, drawing from the precise armor of the Central Plains, combined with the characteristics of Iron Futu armor, plus the herbs from Chen Baxian’s Secret Realm, a force almost surpassing the era’s three major cavalry forces is about to emerge.
This is not an overnight accomplishment.
It is the culmination of six or seven years of constant accumulation, slowly building up, now erupting suddenly, Li Guanyi remarked: "Then, I leave it to you, Lei Laomeng."
Lei Laomeng grinned.
Still like the time of the Wandering Army, he said:
"Following the command of His Highness!"
He turned and strode away, Ashina watched enviously, saying: "Your Highness, you have many excellent subordinates."
Li Guanyi smiled in response: "Yes, which makes me very fortunate."
Later, when Ashina inquired with Lei Laomeng, Lei Laomeng exchanged glances with several apprentices, then they all laughed, leaving Ashina confused, wondering if he’d misspoken?
Lei Laomeng said: "Before following His Highness, we were just low-level disciples in a southern Chen Country’s martial sect, cleaning the sect’s square each day to earn meager merits, fighting amongst outer disciples for the monthly Qi Nourishing Pill."
