The prolonged campaign ultimately escalated into a war. The Allied Forces, composed of eight legions, suffered heavy losses and retreated step by step. The Yellow Emperor ordered the Water Force to summon the Rain Dragon to gather storms in an attempt to halt the advancing Chiyou troops, but they were defeated by the Wind Master and Rain Master leading the pursuers. Since the forces of Water Force were surrounded by the Army led by the Wind Master and Rain Master, they were unable to send word about the breakthrough of the Chiyou army.
Without receiving news from the front lines, the Yellow Emperor assumed that the Rain Dragon had successfully stopped the pursuing enemy with heavy rain and ordered the Army to rest in place. This moment of negligence allowed the secretly arriving Chiyou forces to successfully set up their formation. As a thick Heavy Fog enveloped the area, it completely trapped the main forces of the Yellow Emperor.
The Yellow Emperor then commanded all eight legions to break through the fog formation created by the Seventy-Two Clans, but they found themselves at a loss. Just then, a wolf clan guard mentioned that nearby was the dwelling of the Drought Goddess, Ba.
The fog was formed from water but belonged to light water, while drought belonged to fire. Among the five elements, fire could dispel light water, so the Yellow Emperor personally went into the mountains to request assistance from the Drought Goddess Ba. The Drought God ultimately agreed to help, breaking through the fog formation and severely injuring the meteorologists among the Seventy-Two Clans.
The natural order of heaven and earth was disrupted by human intervention, resulting in severe drought across vast lands. The overambitious supplies of the Chiyou forces relied on shipping, which ultimately led to their supplies being cut off when ships could not navigate. They retreated south to a valley known as Xiongli, where they were ambushed by the now-free Water Force. From that point on, the weakened Chiyou Tribe lacked the capacity to launch any significant campaigns and eventually fell under control of troops sent by the Yellow Emperor to subdue various southern factions.
As this epic tale concluded, Luzi was left astonished and speechless. It is often said that timing and location are crucial; later generations might think it was merely taking advantage of circumstances. However, what was not considered was that ancient people could manipulate certain mediums to reshape their world for their own use. There is an essential difference here: one is passive while the other is active. If this distinction were applied in warfare, it could determine victory or defeat in a single encounter!
Wang Jian stretched lazily and poured water for Luzi from a ceramic jar hanging on a wooden rack. He filled his own cup as well and drank two large bowls in quick succession. Wiping his mouth with his hand, he glanced at his Bronze Longsword resting beside him before saying, "No one can prove whether legendary meteorologists truly existed, but we have seen weapons from the Chiyou Tribe right before our eyes!"
When they crossed the Dan Shui River, everyone’s Bronze Sword had been exposed to water. They had planned to clean them after landing but had no opportunity due to evading the Zhao Army. Once settled and ready to inspect and maintain these swords, they discovered that not even a single mark remained on their surfaces.
Luzi drew out his longsword for inspection and sheathed it again before asking, "Senior Brother! Given what we've discussed, could it be that those meteorologists really exist?!"
Wang Jian looked at Luzi's smiling eyes and shook his head without answering that question. Throughout history, beautiful women like renowned generals rarely ended well. If mere mortals face such fates, how much more so for those with extraordinary abilities? Rather than having their existence provoke unnecessary conflicts and disputes, it is better to live steadily as we do now!
"Junior Brother! If you want me to invite those deities over to completely freeze the Dan Shui River, then this history will become a myth! The truth of reality is always held in the hands of a few; humanity does not need those deities' assistance!"
Luzi understood the weight of this statement but still wanted something reliable! After making up his mind, he said, "Since it's just a mythological tale, let's not dwell on it any longer. What did you mean earlier about sources that could fuel our plans?"
Wang Jian had already decided that if Luzi continued to pry, he would say nothing more. Having reached this point in the conversation, it was already somewhat crossing the line. Hearing Luzi give up on the inquiry, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Just like your initial military establishment plan, at that time, the Yellow Emperor had a special army by his side! They bore a historical mission, known as the Dragon Guard, which is rarely heard of outside."
This was the first time Luzi had heard the term Dragon Guard; he only remembered that the totem of the Yellow Emperor's Bear Tribe was a dragon. Analyzing it this way, the Dragon Guard should be an elite guard responsible for protecting the territory of the Yellow Emperor.
When he voiced this deduction, Wang Jian nodded in acknowledgment. "In fact, the Flame Emperor also had such an elite guard known as the Vermilion Bird Guard. As for the whereabouts of this unit, I’m afraid no one knows their fate. According to legends about the Yellow Emperor having eight legions, they should be classified as peripheral forces. However, this is merely my conjecture; whether it is true remains unknown."
The so-called guards should be similar to those currently responsible for palace security; there are indeed such guards in Capital Xianyang! But what differences could there be?
Luzi truly couldn't figure out what connection there was, so he asked, "Whether it's the Azure Dragon Guard or the Vermilion Bird Guard, what intrinsic connection do they have with the Special Forces Unit we are about to establish?"
Of course, there was an intrinsic connection! Otherwise, what would be the point of saying all this!
Wang Jian nodded and then revealed a secret to Luzi. The Azure Dragon Guard and Vermilion Bird Guard were ostensibly a reorganized legion, but in reality, they were not. The personnel ratio of this army was not that of an ordinary legion; they were very few in number. Yet their combat effectiveness was comparable to that of a fully staffed army and might even be higher!
"Almost no one knows how high the standards are for these carefully selected soldiers. They possess abilities that ordinary people do not have and have even reached astonishing levels. Therefore, what you plan to establish can also be understood as a modern version of the ancient Azure Dragon Guard or Vermilion Bird Guard."
After listening to Wang Jian's explanation, Luzi pondered for quite some time before beginning to adapt. His initial intention was simply to form a top-tier team superior to all military branches; this was one of the reasons he sought Meng Wu.
Later on, due to various uncontrollable factors, this special plan was shelved. Now that he was following the army eastward, this deeply buried thought resurfaced in his mind. However, it was no longer the same intention from before but had risen to a higher level. One could say that this level was already the limit of what he could understand; it seemed unlikely that there could be a better unit than this new type.
He hadn't even had time to feel proud about it when Wang Jian's suggestion completely shattered his expectations! It turned out there were even better and higher options!
Looking at the historical bard across from him, with unwavering eyes, all doubts vanished in an instant. He understood that this was not a dream, but a scene that truly existed. "With General Wang Jian's assistance, how could Great Qin possibly fail!"
Wang Jian did not seem pleased by the compliment; his expression appeared as if he was accepting a significant challenge. "General! I need two prerequisites, both of which are essential!"
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