Thirty Thousand Dragon Riders from the Start, and You Call Me a Nobody?

[System + Army + Conquest + Passion] After waking up, Lin Yuan found himself the universally known “discarded son” of the Great Xia Dynasty: the Marquis of Zhenbei. His father had died in battle, his fief had been stripped bare, and he had just three thousand old and infirm soldiers left under his command. Outside the city, an army of three hundred thousand barbarians was at the gates. They had no provisions within and no reinforcements without. The city was on the brink of falling, and everyone seemed doomed. Just as despair set in, the [Sign-In System for Building an Empire] activated! “Ding! Congratulations, Host. For your first sign-in at the [Marquis of Zhenbei's Manor], you have received a beginner's gift pack: [Thirty Thousand Snow Dragon Cavalry]!” When thirty thousand ironclad cavalrymen, their auras as fearsome as dragons, appeared out of thin air, Lin Yuan knew the world was about to change. His enemies mocked his weak army? Too bad for them. I have Bai Qi, Lord Wu'an; Han Xin, the God of War; and Huo Qubing, the Champion Marquis under my command. Tell me, can you handle them? The court sneered at his shallow foundations? Too bad for them. I have Zhang Liang devising strategies, Xiao He managing affairs, and Shang Yang reforming the law. My domain is richer than any other. The powerful sects considered themselves above the ordinary? Too bad for them. Ran Min, the Heavenly King Wu Dao, and Xiang Yu, the Hegemon King of Western Chu, are here. We can slaughter even gods and Buddhas! From Marquis of Zhenbei to King of the Northern Frontier, from Emperor Wu of the Great Abyss to the Holy Lord of Tianyuan. Lin Yuan says: “I never intended to conquer the world. So why do you keep sticking your faces out for me to slap?”