Mythical Three Kingdoms

As Zhang Fei’s troops steadily converged into Ye City, everyone managed to finally catch their breath, just as a green radiance slowly approached from the horizon.

The arrival of Sun Ce and Zhou Yu completely dissipated Guan Yu’s interest in Eastern Wu’s affairs, prompting him to personally lead a hundred elite cavalry, refined to gang qi, from Yuzhou back here.

Naturally, this military parade was led by none other than Guan Yu. Unlike Zhang Fei’s assault legion, Guan Yu’s legion was originally designed to determine the position of the core combat strength.

Compared to Zhang Fei’s charging momentum, Guan Yu’s legion made no excessive movements. As a gust of sand swept over, the Guan Yu’s legion silently began their advance.

Without any chaotic maneuvers, Guan Yu’s pride disdained such acts. He merely demonstrated how he commanded his troops and advanced. However, as Guan Yu’s legion approached, everyone on the city wall felt a heavy atmosphere.

There wasn’t the same dread of encountering a natural enemy like with Zhang Fei, but the solidified sensation in the air silenced all the previous whispers, as if a cold basin of water had quelled the earlier frenzied red-eyed crowd, leaving everyone silently feeling the oppressive atmosphere around them.

At this moment, the air froze, and the wind seemed forcibly halted. Guan Yu’s unhurried pace, combined with the massive gathered momentum, even gave those on the Ye City walls a suffocating sensation, as if their throats were being constricted.

Without any extraneous actions, silently advancing, the accumulating momentum and the terrifying, rising power placed intense pressure on all the spectators atop the city wall.

Guan Yu approached steadily, maintaining a consistent speed, his unstoppable might reminiscent of heaven collapsing, imparting an invincible strength felt by everyone facing him on the city wall.

A supreme silence pervaded the city wall; even someone as different-minded as Yuan Shu could feel the stagnation in the air, his face solemn as he watched Guan Yu’s steady progression towards Ye City.

This was not merely the grandeur of a massive army, but a terror-inducing aura formed by combining Guan Yu’s martial prowess, his legion’s talent, his breakthrough-level strength, and the presence of thousands of elite warriors behind him.

Absolute confidence, which increased as Guan Yu’s strength and the soldiers’ trust in him rose, was beginning to penetrate into deeper dimensions.

The will Guan Yu implemented, combined with his legion talent, visibly manifested in reality as everyone previously experienced—the stagnation felt in the air was not an illusion; it was a reality twisted by force of will and conviction.

Such idealistic power lacked specific attributes, like Huo Qubing’s ability to shatter defenses and counter attacks with unmatched speed; it was merely a byproduct of belief bending reality, its essence being the strength of one’s heart equating to one’s power!

Thus, Guan Yu’s parade lacked any flamboyiancy, simply advancing steadily. Yet, even in such cold aloofness, Guan Yu still displayed their legion’s core, essential power—his will pervaded, and would someday become stronger.

As Guan Yu’s army closed into Ye City, everyone on the city wall instinctively exhaled in relief. This unified response led everyone to glance around, whispering excitedly—what they felt earlier was definitely no illusion.

If Zhang Fei’s previous display used intimidation to suppress everyone, then Guan Yu’s silent stillness used raw presence to exert pressure; though different, both showcased their formidable aspects.

After these two main battle legions had passed, everyone on the city wall enjoyed a moment of respite, exchanging inquiries. Even the drums below took on a lighter tone, accompanied by which a pure white wave surged from the horizon.

At that moment, nearly all aristocratic families and officials from Youzhou knew which legion approached and understood why this legion emerged from the horizon.

If other legions acted similarly, today’s parade would lose its appeal; but if the White Horse Legion didn’t perform thus, one couldn’t truly grasp its swiftness.

Therefore, upon witnessing the White Horse’s tide-like advance, the aristocracy of Youzhou maintained solemn expressions. Regardless of their opinion of Gongsun Zan, his merits in eliminating the Hu people were undeniable. While Gongsun Zan lived, Hu people daring to look south at Youzhou perished!

Although aristocratic families from other provinces and counties had heard of the White Horse Soldiers, touted as the fastest cavalry, only today did they genuinely grasp its speed.

From the appearance of the white line on the horizon to reaching in front of them, it only took five minutes. This distance should be over thirty li, and although nothing seemed significant during the charge, just this absolute speed made all the aristocratic family members sneer inwardly. After Zhang Fei and Guan Yu burst through the legion, I would give you my head if anyone could outrun this.

This kind of speed that appears to create phantom images that observers can see, with the legion advancing quickly from fifty or sixty steps away, the onlookers from the great aristocratic families now completely cannot understand how Gongsun Zan back then managed to get annihilated.

If the White Horse couldn’t outrun the Vanguard, and the Vanguard could catch up, I’ll give you my head! This terrifying speed is something infantry simply cannot match; even for arrows, the White Horse would take mere seconds to escape the range of an arrow shower.

Yet it was the beginning of the real military parade. As the White Horse followed Zhao Yun’s lead, charging towards the moat at super high speed, all the onlookers on the city wall cried out in alarm. At this speed, if they can’t stop, they would all rush into the moat.

However, at the instant they stepped on the moat’s edge, the onlookers on the city wall, who were gripping the wall, all craned their heads out in exclamation. In that moment, the White Horse seemed to lose its inertia, turning naturally, and then those moving forward continued forward, while those returning began to return, both sides interweaving without any collision.

All the White Horses returning managed to seamlessly rejoin the gaps left in the legion, repelling out again smoothly.

Under the Wind Repelling state, the White Horse, which could even effortlessly dodge arrows, completed this scene with its eyes closed, relying entirely on its perception of the wind, without needing any redundant action.

At this moment, all the onlookers on the city wall were dumbfounded, including Xiahou Yuan, Xiahou Dun, and other legion members who had seen the White Horse Soldiers before. Only now did they understand the situation of the Wind Repelling, Agility dual-talent White Horse led by Zhao Yun.

The returning White Horse Soldiers naturally spun inward in a circle under Zhao Yun’s leadership, and the more they spun, the smaller, the denser the circle became, until all the White Horses were almost touching each other, yet even so, the White Horse Soldiers continued to spin at an astonishing speed.

Next, when everyone thought this was the limit of the White Horse, Zhao Yun suddenly sped up, accelerating constantly, to the point of creating visual persistence, so fast that the majority of onlookers on the city wall could not even confirm if the White Horse was in motion.

This extreme speed made the onlookers even doubt their own eyes.

As the drumbeat changed at a certain moment, two reverse lines were suddenly thrown out from the big circle; the originally huge circle started to shrink at an incredible speed. At this moment, the onlookers confirmed that it wasn’t their eyes malfunctioning, but indeed, the White Horse was too fast.

The two White Horse Soldiers naturally reversed into a circle, one rotating counterclockwise and the other clockwise at high speed, with the internal subtle units switching constantly, dazzling the onlookers on the city wall. As the two circles rotated together, the originally chaotic spin further dazzled everyone.

Zhao Yun at this moment just wanted to smile; those previous moves were still under his control. By this point, it was entirely relying on the White Horse Soldiers’ extreme evasion and speed in the Wind Repelling state to play chaotically. Anyway, as long as the outer circle is maintained, the internal chaotic high-speed movement gives a sense of symmetry and asymmetry, chaos to order beauty from any high point.

Just as Zhao Yun predicted, at this moment, everyone on the city wall was dazzled, and their hearts were filled with awe.

This astounding speed, this terrifying agility, this completely incomprehensible evasion ability, coupled with uniform weapons and equipment, made all the onlookers feel an involuntary admiration.

If the military reviews of Zhang Fei and Guan Yu previously displayed power and momentum, what Zhao Yun’s legion showcased was an astounding foundation, with the strengths of the White Horse Soldiers being fully displayed at this moment. This speed, this agility, was simply beyond imagination.

Until suddenly, the White Horse Soldiers led by Zhao Yun merged together; the fast moving chaos of the previous second turned into an orderly cavalry corps in the next second. The transition from extreme motion to extreme stillness made the onlookers on the city wall choke with emotion.

With a faint smile on his face, Zhao Yun led the White Horse through the city gate of Ye City. The hoarse cheers from the city wall were a recognition of the White Horse Soldiers he led.

Compared to the fear and oppression felt by the onlookers on the city wall when Zhang Fei and Guan Yu passed by, the shock brought by Zhao Yun’s legion was no less than before, yet it allowed them to freely vent their inner passion, to shout and cheer for it.

”Zijian, I have heated up the scene for you. What happens next is up to you. Mine is the Pure White Legion; I’ve even dyed the horses white for this. Yours is the Pure Black Legion, known as the Legion of Military Spirit that brings death and destruction. Let those people cheering above remember the humiliation of being ruled by fear and power!” Zhao Yun smiled as he entered the city.