Passing on the Lamp of the Buddha's Heart: Infusing Wu Song with Spiritual Power, and the Emergency Headband Is Developed! (Continued)

That was because they themselves had been the commanders of these cavalrymen in their previous lives!

Their personal destinies, martial paths, and temperaments themselves came with this army's [Army Soul].

As long as they stood there, that Army Soul had a pillar to hold it up.

But... the White Horse Companions in this world were now without a master or commander.

What they lacked was precisely the most crucial thing—the [Army Soul]!"

The moment those words fell, everyone sank into silence.

That was right. Gongsun Zan, the creator of the White Horse Companions, was not here.

Even Zhao Yun, who had deep ties to them, was not here either.

Who could bear the Army Soul of these proud cavalrymen?

Lin Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze profound as he saw through the mist of a thousand years of history at a glance.

"Not only are they masterless, there is an even more serious problem.

The very foundation of this army carries flaws and regrets!"

Lin Chen's voice held an indescribable heaviness:

"Do you know just how high-spirited Gongsun Zan's White Horse Companions were in those days?

They had once been the sharpest spear in the north, the white reapers who made foreign tribes tremble at the mere mention of their name.

Cao Zhi, whose talent could fill eight bushels, even wrote a special 'White Horse' poem for them:

'A white horse decked in a golden bridle, galloping swiftly toward the northwest. May I ask whose son he is? A wandering hero of You and Bing.'

The poem specifically mentioned the wandering heroes of You Province, clearly influenced by the White Horse Companions.

After all, the White Horse Companions had been active in You Province and had shaken Hebei with their might.

But the greatest regret of