Peace Order
Chapter 516 - 25: The Hero Raises His Arm, in the Clear Light of Day

Chapter 516: Chapter 25: The Hero Raises His Arm, in the Clear Light of Day

Pang Shuiyun witnessed the transformation of the one thousand eight hundred men with his own eyes. Although this old expert in the Zongheng way had many things he wanted to say, in the end, he could only incredulously watch everything unfolding before him. Turning around, the elder wiped the corner of his eye with his sleeve.

He curled his lips, thinking to himself:

"Lord... Young Master’s boldness is no less than yours."

After turning back, Li Guanyi apologized to Pang Shuiyun, knowing the elder’s good intentions. He then explained his own reasons, and Pang Shuiyun nodded in agreement, simply saying, "Young Master’s breadth of spirit is clear to me. I will assist with your strategy."

The Zongheng Family can follow the way of the king under a Heroic Ruler, or they can follow the crafty path under a scheming lord.

Pang Shuiyun changed his previous policy and fully assisted Li Guanyi in perfecting his demands.

But as soon as the young man sent out the original Taiping Army veterans as scouts to determine Yuwen Tianxian’s location, he began his second round of audacious moves that made the old strategist’s eyes twitch. Li Guanyi gathered everyone together and directly passed on the "Taiping Book."

Pang Shuiyun nearly shouted out, watching as if seeing a prodigal son squander his inheritance, wishing nothing more than to grab the brat and yank him down!

You, you, you, what are you doing!

It was a Cultivation Technique created by the Taiping Duke.

It can barely be considered second-rate at best within the Martial World, and the bottom of the first-rate Inner Strength.

It cannot compare with true Absolute Skills, let alone the Martial Arts of a Divine General or Dharma Form. Be it in offense or defense, they can only be considered second-rate Martial Arts, with the only exception being its robust Inner Qi, which just barely qualifies it at the top of the second-rate.

But this Martial Art has one, and only one, exaggerated feature.

It does not demand a good root bone!

Even those recognized as worthless in the Martial Arts could practice it, albeit slowly.

It’s not without a path.

Even someone who has lost both legs can cultivate it; progress is simply very slow. Yet even in the Taiping Army back then, not just any soldier was taught it. Pang Shuiyun clenched his hands tightly, suppressing the urge to stop the Young Master.

"The lord’s own son, his own son, the Young Master, I can’t, I can’t."

The people left behind, in Pang Shuiyun’s eyes, clearly understood why they stayed—they knew that even if they left, they would have no way out. It was better to stay here and fight alongside this young man.

Such people would not give up any chance to increase their strength.

Not to mention the "Taiping Book," which could be considered superior in the Martial World.

Nevertheless, time was ultimately too short. Upon return, the news was that the army led by Yuwen Tianxian numbered about three thousand. There were five hundred Cavalry, among which three hundred were Heavy Cavalry and two hundred were Light Cavalry, advancing at a leisurely pace toward this place.

And they had already begun to construct siege equipment.

Pang Shuiyun said, "Yuwen Tianxian is indeed a distinguished general. Even though he far outclasses us in apparent advantage, he has not shown the slightest carelessness. Firm and cautious, such an opponent is the most headache-inducing."

Li Guanyi nodded, looking at the terrain map around him.

Those who had been marked by him could only fight. As for fleeing...

No commander would ever be so lavish as to order a Cavalry charge, but no one would dare to turn their back and run when they knew that the opposing side had five hundred elite Cavalry. These five hundred Light Cavalry, circling and harassing, could entangle a force of thousands.

Once caught in such harassing tactics, fleeing soldiers would become a routed army.

Then these Cavalry would begin to Charge, reaping the field.

With such tactics, it wouldn’t be impossible to consume and slay an enemy force ten times their size.

Facing this kind of Cavalry, turning around to run is seeking death.

Heavy Infantry is the only option to confront them, but the most fatal point is that fewer than one-third of Li Guanyi’s men are in armor, and most of them are merely private soldiers from the City Lord Mansion, wearing only Light Armor and leather armor, not true Heavy Armor.

They do not even possess the ability of regular troops, who can form Heavy Infantry squares with giant shields and Hooked Scythe Spears to balance out Heavy Cavalry, nor can they contend with heavily armored elite soldiers in combat.

This was Pang Shuiyun’s greatest concern.

No matter how high the morale, the distinction between wearing Heavy Armor and not cannot be ignored.

Unless one is an Entering Realm Martial Artist, it might be possible to kill a heavily armored elite soldier without armor. However, when facing two or three of such soldiers, even an Entering Realm Martial Artist who can emit Inner Qi from their body can only die with regret.

Li Guanyi ordered the people from Changfeng Building to go out, to avoid Yuwen Tianxian’s troops, and head to the other cities from the back, using the Xue Family’s connections to buy as many mechanical and Carriage Crossbows as possible, and then cast crude shields and arms from pig iron.

He tasked Pang Shuiyun with logistics and training. Even with Yuwen Tianxian’s slow pace, it would take only a few days to reach the base of the mountain. This slow approach was a tactic to pressure Li Guanyi, inducing fear in the hearts of his men.

Even under such circumstances, Li Guanyi still designated public latrine areas, living areas, and ensured that food and well water were not to be directly consumed but boiled first. The men did not know why, but still carried out the orders.

Pang Shuiyun watched the commands of this young Taoist being followed, and those soldiers who had already been trained for a month by the veterans began to transform even more.

After completing practice one day, Fan Qing went to cut down trees with the other soldiers, constructing defensive measures. When he returned, he smelled an extremely fragrant scent – it was the smell of meat. He swallowed but remained calm.