"Wasnât it said before that our Great Chu cavalry was no good? Now it seems theyâre not lacking but rather hiding their skills."
Not only the women watched with shining eyes.
Some youngsters couldnât help but mimic, instantly becoming little fans of the cavalry battalion.
"Hey, is it over?" Chu Bo, being the youngest, was most captivated. Seeing thirty cavalrymen withdraw, he felt a bit unsatisfied.
Ye Muyu peeled peanuts in hand, shook her head, her eyes glinting with amusement: "No, itâs just beginning."
"Hey, really, look, more cavalry are entering the field." Excitedly, Chu Bo grabbed Chu Fuâs sleeve, tugging so much that Chu Fuâs collar came undone. Helplessly, he patted his brotherâs head: "Bo, calm down, donât let outsiders see us as a joke. Your brother doesnât want to be laughed at for stripping in public."
Realizing what he had done, Chu Bo felt a bit embarrassed and quickly let go, laughing apologetically: "Hehe, Second Brother, sorry, I got too excited. Donât be mad."
Chu Yunhuai couldnât help but laugh as well: "No wonder Bo is so excited. Honestly, I am quite shocked too. Previously, whether in books or hearsay, these soldiers were described as unruly, fierce, and hard to deal with."
"But today itâs clearly not the case. This orderly army alone is unmatched by any nation, not the unruly and uneducated as the books say."
"Isnât it so? Let other nations see the military strength of our Great Chu." Chu Fu had seen more, and as he pondered a bit, he knew the soldiers in other barracks could not be this disciplined. Considering this cavalry battalion was trained by the Third Uncle, he no longer found it strange.
Third Uncle always accomplished things unimaginable to the average person. He couldnât help but feel proud, straightening his back.
In fact, not just Chu Bo and the kids found it thrilling and exciting; such scenes could be seen all around.
Like the shock of marching formations as in past lives, even well-traveled modern people would feel proud, let alone ancient people who had never seen such maneuvers.
The Beirong soldiers were more uncultured by nature, wild by birth, only believing in survival of the fittest, dismissing etiquette entirely.
Having them perform a unified drill was exceedingly difficult.
In fact, many Beirong cavalrymen were directly stirred with pride, thinking Great Chuâs cavalry was all show, no real use; no matter how neat the formations were, they would scatter on the battlefield. Looks couldnât kill?
Some cavalrymen even laughed directly.
They intentionally ignored Great Chu cavalryâs riding skills, focusing on a mistake to persistently criticize, thinking this way they could outshine them.
Hetu also laughed a bit, raising his wine cup, hiding a smile that didnât reach his eyes.
"Emperor of Great Chu, truly worthy of Great Chu cavalry, very... orderly and impressive." Hetu deliberately paused, pretending to search for words, actually using this smiling demeanor to mock.
Li Chongjin coldly watched Hetu, but in his heart, he pondered. The cavalry trained by Lord Chu couldnât be mere show, just from their riding skills -- not simple at all, though he wasnât sure exactly how impressive.
He concealed the fervor in his eyes, silently watching Hetu courting death.
"Whatâs this? Has General Hetu been subdued by our Great Chu cavalry?" The Great Prince, since going to the Northern Region, hadnât been living well.