Peace Order

"The world is vast, and one of the decisive forces in the world must be an established cavalry army," said Ling Pingyang, holding in his control the five hundred elite Yue Family Heavy Cavalry, which are of top-tier battalion standards."

"Today I have seen that if we were to choose five hundred Tiger Barbarian Cavalry and five hundred Qilin Heavy Cavalry,"

"if they were to clash, I fear the outcome would likely hang between sixty and forty percent."

"However, once their horses are lost, in the lands of Jiangnan, there exists no possibility to replenish them."

"Once they lose those mounts that stand eight feet at the chest, almost dragon-like, able to carry thousands of pounds of weight, clad in hard armor, withstand the sound of arrows and swords and still have the courage to charge, how much of their combat power would this army lose?"

"And though Lord’s infantry of the Qilin Army is strong, without the Heavy Cavalry, they would find themselves in a passive position, constantly entangled, cut off, and maneuvered around by the enemy’s top cavalry, leaving the infantry soldiers extremely exhausted."

"Jiangnan might have the potential to dominate, yet it’s hard to conquer the whole world."

"Lord, you must forsake Jiangnan and head for the Western Regions."

Mr. Po Jun’s finger swept across the map, his gaze still and icy, he smiled and said: "Qibi Li’s Golden Scimitar Cavalry is already formed, the Regent King, that old Wolf King, had his martial prowess ruined, disregarded his own life and forcefully rehearsed, leaving him with little time. He defeated the Dangxiang, yet lacked the time to consume all the flesh."

"Qibi Li is already growing stronger there. Lord, if you go, you will have a cavalry at your disposal, and there’s also Li Zhaowen..."