Chapter 1682: The Melancholy of the Heavenly Emperor

Chapter 71: Disaster Refugees Become RebelsChapter 1682: The Frustrated Emperor of the Extreme Heaven

Training a cavalryman cost five times, or even more, than training an ordinary infantryman.

Cavalry, armor, and weaponry—all equipment is set-based, and the price is far higher than that of infantry. Let alone anything else, a single good warhorse can easily cost twenty taels of silver.

Moreover, these were strategic resources of the grasslands. Even though some people smuggled Qin's iron to the grasslands, just like someone smuggling horses from the grasslands into Qin for huge profits, people took risks to smuggle horses in for a significant profit. However, the number was too small to equip an army, and the risks and costs were too high. Frankly speaking, the Qin court couldn't afford it.

The Qin Dynasty did consider breeding warhorses, but due to the different environment, even the most excellent warhorse breeds from the grasslands had far lower plasticity when raised artificially than those that grew up freely on the grasslands.

In conclusion, a multitude of problems have consistently hindered the progress of the Qin Dynasty's cavalry forces and proven difficult to address.

"Thirteenth Brother."

Li Chen's gaze was fixed on the battle formation below. He slightly turned his body, without looking back, and said to Huang Ji Tian: "Give me three thousand war horses."

Huangji Tian twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking to himself, "You really dare to say that."

Three thousand warhorses are not a small number. Although he could afford them, the issue is that such things have always been strategic resources, the kind you couldn't buy even with money. If he released three thousand horses, he would inevitably face harsh criticism upon returning home.

“Having struggled for a long time, the Emperor of Heavenly Pole couldn't give an answer. Li Chen said: 'Just now I helped you get rid of your biggest worry.' ”

Huangji Tian said dejectedly: "It's true that I acted unfairly in this matter. At the very least, I should have given you a heads-up beforehand. But it was a spur-of-the-moment decision, not a carefully planned scheme, and I didn't have time to send you a message..."

"Don't say those things."

Li Chen said, "2,500, at least."

"Two thousand, at most!" Huangji Tian gritted his teeth.

"Deal."

Li Chen's exhilaration made Huangji Tian gasp for air. He knew that he had been outmaneuvered by Li Chen once again.

"You already had this number figured out, didn't you!" Huangji Tian said dejectedly.

"Haha, Li Chen said: 'A house, if you say it's too stuffy and doesn't let in air or light, and you want to knock off the roof, then countless people would stop you. At that time, if you say just open a window, everyone would be much more receptive, wouldn't they'"

Having said that, before Huangji Tian could even express his displeasure, Li Chen waved his hand and said, "Come on, let's go down and see the might of the Golden Army."

Looking at Li Chen's back, Huangji Tian hadn't finished feeling down when he turned his head to see Fucha Huanzhen beside him with a look of "I already heard it" on his face. Huangji Tian was even more depressed instantly.

Whether it's one thousand war horses or two thousand, as long as they are sent, the difference of a thousand more or less doesn't really matter. The criticism will definitely come, it's just a matter of adding a few words or subtracting a few. But what makes Huangji Tian depressed is that he is being held firmly in Li Chen's grasp. This performance will inevitably be known to his father in the country through Fucha Huanzhen... This is not good news at all.

When Li Chen was reviewing the Golden Army in the military camp, eighty miles away, the Liao army pursuing them had just wiped out a small group of Qin troops.

"Your Highness, our army has once again achieved a decisive victory in this battle. The Qin forces are finished; their morale and equipment are inferior to ours. They barely put up any resistance before being completely annihilated."

A general's voice boomed like a bell, but instead of receiving praise from Yelu Shenxuan, he was met with a face ashen as death. Jinjiang River truly was a place where one could die with dignity. The prince had been worried about finding an excuse to get rid of him, and now he was practically handing himself over on a silver p...