Chapter 30: Cloud Rider's Mighty Valor, Cloud Eagle Soars Forever

  More than ten thousand cavalrymen stood in front of him, proudly and confidently accepting his inspection. The feeling was absolutely more satisfying than watching a military parade on TV. At this moment, no matter who was in Yun Cong's position, they would feel the same as him, a sense of male pride and heroism rising from the bottom of their hearts.

  Yun Cong rode a magnificent white horse, wearing a pure white cloak, his whole body was white as one piece, merging with the snowflakes in the sky. His solemn expression and sharp eyes, like the edge of a sword, swept across every cavalryman, just like the harsh winter wind blowing by.

  The cavalrymen, who were already standing tall with their chests out, suddenly puffed out another three points, their faces even more solemn. The hands grasping the reins held steady on the horse's head, fearing that even a single misstep would be looked down upon by their young general, and they would be kicked out of this expeditionary force. To know that such shame was absolutely unacceptable to the proud Yan Yun elite cavalry!

  Until he finished reviewing the last hundred-man team, Yun Zhong's face finally thawed out of its icy demeanor. He mustered his energy and exclaimed: "Excellent! From your proud and unyielding eyes, I, Young Master Yun, have seen the invincible glory of the Yan-Yun Iron Cavalry over the past two hundred years! You are the symbols of the Yun family's two-hundred-year-old prestige and the inheritors of the Yan-Yun Iron Cavalry's honor! Your ancestors and parents, every single one of them, were meritorious subjects of the Yun family and heroes of Great Wei! And now, you should even more so inherit their bravery and combat spirit, raise your long blades and halberds, and cut down those Liaoyuan remnants who dare to invade us into two halves! Let them remember from the bottom of their hearts that in front of our Yan-Yun Iron Cavalry, there is no place for them to stand!" Yun Zhong raised his long halberd on horseback and made a false slash at a nearby locust tree with a trunk as thick as a bowl: "They must either kneel down or... die!"

  Two guards, Yan and Yun, raised their long spears together, and ten thousand people shouted in unison: "Cloud Riders...Majestic!"

  "Bang!......" The poor pagoda tree suddenly broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.

  The symbol of Yunjia's ultimate power! Eight Trigrams Lingering Slash!

  The young general's Shadow Slash has actually reached the eighth level! The seemingly fake slash just now was actually the ancestors' ultimate technique, the Eight Trigrams Lingering Void Slash!

  Fifteen years old! The young marshal is only fifteen years old this year! He can actually cultivate the Eight Trigrams Lingkong Slash!

  "Cloud Riders... Hurray! Cloud Eagles... Soar Forever!" Whether it was the cavalry of the Yan Yun Iron Riders or the generals following Cloud Zhēng, including Cloud Xī, Cloud Jì, and even Cloud Jūn, every single one of them had an excited face, unable to hold back the boiling hot blood in their hearts, as they joined the tens of thousands of Cloud Riders in raising their arms and shouting loudly!

  "Cloud Riders, mighty and valiant!" This is their creed!

  "Cloud Eagle Soars Forever!" This is their creed!

  This is an era that needs heroes, Yun Cong suddenly felt that being such a young marshal wasn't so bad after all. At least it allowed him to clearly feel his own existence, or rather, the reason for living!

  Man does not live by bread alone.

  People eat not just to stay alive!

  The Yun family army, this is an army that has not changed owners for two hundred years. The ancestors of the soldiers were all from the Yun family, they tilled the Yun family's fields, ate the Yun family's food, wore the Yun family's clothes... even the knives in their hands had a steel hook and iron painting, with a sharp "Yun" character engraved on them. So isn't it only natural that they fight for the Yun family?

  Yún jiā, shén me shì yún jiā?

  Translation: Cloud home, what is cloud home?

  They are the heroes who have led them and their ancestors to keep those ferocious Liaodong wolves at bay, not allowing their greedy wolf claws to reach the Central Plains for two hundred years!

  It's the benefactor who has been giving them and their ancestors good land for two hundred years, so that they can eat well, dress warmly, marry a wife and raise children!

  It has been two hundred years since they led them and their ancestors, and with great difficulty, they fought out the prestige of a strong military power in the world. Those who were once defeated and desperate military households have become the leaders that no matter which corner of Da Wei's people hear the three words "Yan Yun Guard" can't help but raise their thumbs and praise them as "good men".

  Now, Yunjia's young master, the undisputed future leader, had already mastered the eighth level of Hua Ying Jian, the Jue Ba Ling Kong Slash, at just fifteen years old. What could be more exhilarating than this!

  The banner points the way, and those who block it will be defeated! Shouldn't this world be like that? Who dares to say it shouldn't be like that?! Every single warrior of the Yan Yun Iron Cavalry gazes at Yun Ting with eyes full of utmost reverence and admiration.

  This is an era that needs heroes and belongs to heroes.

  Every girl has a princess dream or fairy dream when she was young. Every boy will have a hero dream or knight-errant dream when he was young.

  Dreams may differ, but heroes' blood is always one and the same!

  Yun Zhen was just an ordinary young man before he traveled through time, but since heaven brought him to this era with a different history from his original one and gave him such good conditions, if he ends up being as mediocre as those "natives" in this world, he might not be able to forgive himself.

  Alright, since heaven wants Ben Shuai to do something, then fine. In addition to flirting with girls, I'll try my best to do something for the people of this era. Forget about planes and cannons, I'm just a second-rate university graduate who studied law and slept through 80% of class time. High-tech stuff is not my thing. As for my profession... reforming the political system? Democratic revolution? No way! My brain hasn't gone bad yet! In a monarchical system that still has popular support and hasn't shown any signs of hindering productivity, I'd be crazy to try to start a democratic revolution!

  The political system is absolutely impossible to make a revolution at this time, however... making a Civil Code seems still worth considering - what did Napoleon say?

  "My glory is not in winning forty battles, for Waterloo eclipses all their victories. But my Civil Code will be remembered when the memory of those battles has faded." — Napoleon.

  No, when it comes to war, I reckon there's no way to surpass the genius of Napoleon. Who knows when we'll suffer a defeat? To make the whole world remember our glory through war, at least for now, we don't have that confidence. However, after reading law for several years, I still have a basic understanding of ancient and modern laws from China and abroad. Although I've learned more from professors and lecturers, I still remember some fundamental legal spirit. If there's an opportunity, considering creating some kind of legal code is not out of the question. But this matter can't be rushed - legislative power has nothing to do with me!

  "Warriors!" Yun Ting hastily retracted his thoughts, which had almost expanded infinitely. His face was resolute and his eyes were stern as he looked at the batch of soldiers who were eager to prove their bravery on the battlefield: "The glory of our ancestors and parents is indeed our model and pride. But..." He emphasized his tone, proudly saying: "That only represents the past! Only represents our ancestors and parents! We still need to use our swords and the enemy's blood to put on a layer of sacred armor for us! Warriors! Raise your long spears! Use iron and blood to tell those who think they can dance on horseback that war is not dancing! Yun Cavalry..." Yun Ting dragged out his voice, then clenched his right fist towards the sky, his voice suddenly stopping.

  "Hurray! ……" The crowd erupted in cheers!

  "Yan Yunwei's seventh and eighth guards, follow General Shi... advance!"

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