To the First Emperor of Qin: The state has decreed this!

It wasn't until she was carried out of the warm main tent and a gust of cold wind blew on her face that Luan Diyun finally came to her senses.

She was thrown onto the maid's hard bed, trembling with anger, her chest heaving violently, tears welling up in her eyes.

She, the most beautiful woman in the Xiongnu, abandoned her chastity and dignity, and threw herself into his arms, only to be thrown away like trash!

"Am I really that bad?"

Luan Diyun bit the corner of the blanket tightly, sinking into deep self-doubt.

I've sacrificed so much, yet I haven't managed to get out even a tiny bit of useful information. I can't even handle a man with weak willpower!

That's so humiliating!

Mo Feng, you just wait!

Luan Diyun bit the corner of the blanket, her anger lingering.

But the more I thought about it, the more something seemed off.

She had personally witnessed the man's erect reaction; it was definitely not an act. But half an hour later, he seemed like a completely different person, utterly unmoved.

This kind of composure is unlike that of ordinary Qin generals.

Luan Diyun stared at the top of the tent, feeling genuine curiosity and wariness towards him for the first time.

It was just past midnight.

Suddenly, a continuous stream of torchlight appeared on the once-silent official road outside the camp.

"Report! The saddlery convoy has arrived! Less than ten miles from the camp!"

The messenger's voice rang out in the camp.

Inside the main tent, Zhang Fan sat up abruptly, wide awake. He put on his outer robe and strode out of the tent.

Lights quickly came on in the camp.

Before long, transport vehicles, guided by Qin soldiers, drove into the camp.

The truck was piled with boxes of goods tightly wrapped in burlap and oil paper. Inside each box, neatly arranged, were brand-new iron stirrups, along with matching high-bridged saddles and U-shaped horseshoes.

The production capacity of Daqin First Heavy Machinery Plant did not disappoint!

Ten thousand sets, not a single one missing.

Zhang Fan stood in the center of the camp illuminated by torches, picked up a pair of stirrups, weighed them in his hand, and found that the weight was just right and the workmanship was solid.

The inside of the iron ring is also wrapped with leather to prevent slipping when stepping on it.

"it is good."

Zhang Fan handed the stirrups to the quartermaster beside him and decisively ordered, "Send word to the entire army! No rest tonight! All cavalry battalions, assemble immediately and work through the night to refit your warhorses! One set for each horse, with the horseshoes to be attached by a special blacksmith team! Complete it all before dawn!"

"Yes, sir!"

Military orders are absolute, and a commotion quickly spread throughout the camp.

The sounds of hammers striking and soldiers running back and forth never ceased in the cold, dark night on the grassland.

……

The next morning.

The sky was just beginning to lighten.

Luo Ying entered the maids' tent, looked at Luan Di Yun, who was still wrapped in the blanket and staring at her warily, and said, "Come with me. Master wants you to go see some excitement!"

Luan Diyun was puzzled, but seeing that Luo Ying did not bring a rope and her expression was quite calm, he put on his leather boots and followed her.

The two walked to the eastern edge of the camp, where Zhang Fan was already standing, holding a bowl of hot soup in his hands, looking relaxed.

Outside the camp was a vast grassland, where large numbers of cavalrymen were already lined up.

Zhang Fan glanced at Luan Diyun, stepped aside to make room for her, and casually said:

"Stand here and take a good look."

Luan Diyun took two steps forward, looked at the Qin cavalry on the grassland, and then his face turned cold.

Two iron rings hung down from the sides of each warhorse's belly, connected to the saddle by a wide leather strap.

The saddle on the horse's back was much higher than before, with obvious upturns at both the front and back.

Curved iron plates were also nailed under the horseshoes, producing a dull metallic sound when they stepped on the ground.

"This is it?"

Luan Diyun looked at the two simple iron rings, a slight sneer rising at the corners of his mouth.

The drills have begun.

Most of the Qin soldiers who served as cavalry were temporarily drawn from the infantry battalions.

They were no strangers to riding horses, but mounting them by stepping on these two iron rings was initially quite a challenge.

The first cavalryman stuck his foot into the stirrup and pushed off, but he used too much force and jumped too high, falling off the other side of the horse and landing on the ground, which drew laughter from those around him.

The second cavalryman carefully stepped into the iron ring and successfully mounted the horse, but his feet habitually dangled downwards and didn't land firmly. As soon as the horse started running, it swayed from side to side, forcing him to hold on tightly to the reins.

The third cavalryman simply stuffed his foot too deep, his entire ankle getting stuck in the iron ring. The warhorse was startled and lurched forward, almost causing him to fall headfirst to the ground.

Around the campsite, various embarrassing situations continued to arise.

Luan Di Yun found it increasingly amusing.

"Are these the Qin army's divine weapons?"

She scoffed inwardly, "A few broken iron rings have made these infantrymen look so pathetic; they were actually more stable than before."

She crossed her arms over her chest, a cold sneer on her face, and glanced at the stumbling Qin cavalry, realizing that her worries from the previous night were completely unnecessary.

"Stirrups?"

Luan Diyun sneered inwardly, "To think that you can catch up with the Xiongnu cavalry's decades of accumulated horsemanship skills with this thing is simply a joke."

Zhang Fan stood beside her, holding a bowl of hot soup. He would occasionally take a sip, but he didn't speak or explain. He just watched the cavalry training on the grassland with a calm expression.

Luan Diyun glanced at him sideways and saw that the other party looked confident, which made her feel inexplicably uneasy.

……

Time passed little by little.

The training is still ongoing.

As time went by, the situation on the grassland began to quietly change.

At first, it was just a minor change!

Those staggering cavalrymen gradually figured out how to use their strength to step on the stirrups through repeated practice.

Their heels began to sink, and they used their legs and feet to transfer the force to the iron rings. Their center of gravity then lowered, and they sat firmly in the middle of the saddle, as if they were being held in place.

A centurion spurred his horse into a gallop and tried to loosen one hand.

He didn't fall.

He then released his other hand.

It still hasn't fallen off.

He slowly straightened up, managing to maintain his balance on the swaying horseback.

"We've stabilized!"

He glanced down at the iron ring at his feet, then looked up again, his expression shifting from astonishment to barely suppressed ecstasy.

The news spread like wildfire throughout the cavalry battalion.

More and more people began to imitate his posture, trying one after another to loosen the reins.

Fewer and fewer people are falling down, and more and more people are getting back up.

Around noon, the first batch of cavalrymen who had fully mastered the use of stirrups began to assemble and spontaneously formed a charge formation.

"All troops, form ranks!"

The captain leading the team shouted the order.

Ten thousand Qin cavalrymen spread out in a horizontal line on the grassland, white mist billowing from their mouths and nostrils, their hooves pounding the frozen earth with a deep, rhythmic vibration.

"charge!"

The bugle sounded.

Ten thousand warhorses started moving at the same time, from slow to fast, and from fast to swift.

The thunderous sound of horses' hooves echoed continuously, causing the earth to tremble.

Halfway through the charge, the cavalrymen in the front ranks began to loosen their reins one by one.