Chapter 565: The Decisive Battle! Initial Victory!

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

"Raise s.h.i.+elds!"

"Raise s.h.i.+elds!"

"Raise s.h.i.+elds!"

The officers of the Whitestone Corps began to holler out their orders, but it was too late .

Boom!

Just as one of these Whitestone Corps officers was yelling his orders, the air shrieked as a ma.s.sive axe spun through the air and cleaved into his skull .

"Kiiiill!"

War cries rose up from all around . The s.h.i.+eld soldiers at the front lines of the Annan Protectorate army had already retreated, but at this moment, countless axe soldiers suddenly appeared and began to charge .

Ma.s.sive axes glimmered with a somber light that could cause anyone to widen their eyes in shock .

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The flying axes howled through the air like drops of rain as they hacked into the ranks of the Whitestone Corps .  Bang! Bang! Bang! Countless Whitestone Corps soldiers dropped to the ground like felled trees, their bodies thudding into pools of blood .

"Hold! Hold! Hold…"

The Whitestone Corps commanders in the rear urgently and frenziedly cried out . The Annan Protectorate army soldiers pressing in from their left and right weren't numerous . At the very least, the Whitestone Corps far outnumbered them .

As long as they could resist the frenzied a.s.sault of the Annan Protectorate army, the situation could still be altered .

"It's too late!"

On the summit, w.a.n.g Chong revealed a sliver of a cold smile as he watched on .

The armies of this era were still focused on advantages in numbers, knowing nothing about the true art of battle . No matter what army they belonged to or how powerful they were, as long as one soldier saw another charging, they would charge as well . At that point, the army was no better than a mob .

They were simply no match for their well-trained opponents who were retreating and attacking as a cohesive unit .

Bang! Bang! Bang!

That brief victory on the battlefield quickly transformed into a one-sided slaughter . Thousands of soldiers from the Annan Protectorate army charging down from the summit were running right over the Whitestone Corps .

In a short time, this test had become a complete reversal .

"Retreat!"

"Withdraaaw!"

At the base of the mountain, the Whitestone Corps Commander Duan Wuzong's face had twisted into a nasty grimace . He was the one who had trained the Whitestone Corps, but not even he had imagined the battle to turn out like this .

"Pa.s.s on my order to immediately commit the reserve soldiers!" Duan Wuzong roared in rage .

But before Duan Wuzong could apply his reserve soldiers, right when the Great Tang soldiers had reached the base of the mountain, the pursuit suddenly stopped .

The thousands of soldiers suddenly came to a complete halt, as if there was some invisible line there .

All the soldiers acted uniformly as if they were part of a single person .

The spearmen and axemen retreated to the rear while the s.h.i.+eld soldiers halted their retreat and rea.s.sumed their places on the front line .

Clangclangclangclang!

Once more, metal s.h.i.+elds taller than a man gleamed with cold light as they were erected like walls at the base of the mountain . With s.h.i.+eld soldiers in front and spearmen in the back, the battlefield had returned to its former state, as if nothing had happened .

Other than the corpse-covered ground, there was no proof that any battle had taken place!

Silence!

Absolute silence!

Geluofeng and Dalun Ruozan stared at the well-disciplined and cohesive Annan Protectorate army with incredibly nasty grimaces . On the side, Huoshu Huicang narrowed his eyes, his expression turning solemn .

In last night's battle, he had fallen for w.a.n.g Chong's scheme to lure the tiger from the mountain . In the entire process, he had also been suffering from w.a.n.g Chong's schemes, as w.a.n.g Chong had never once used his cavalry in a frontal confrontation .

By the time Huoshu Huicang had reached the battlefield, the Annan Protectorate army would have already safely retreated .

This was the first time Huoshu Huicang was seeing w.a.n.g Chong command a proper battle .

In this battle, neither side had yet mobilized their entire army . The Mengshe–Ü-Tsang army had only put forward a portion of the Whitestone Corps, and this was no reflection of their actual strength .

But on the mountain, the Tang army had also only utilized their soldiers at the base . From the middle of the mountain up, the rest of the Tang army remained unmoving . Even at that battle's most intense point, they had not moved a single muscle .

There was no doubt that in this probing battle, the Mengshe–Ü-Tsang side had suffered a major defeat!

"b.a.s.t.a.r.d!"

Geluofeng stared at the Tang army on the mountain, his entire body shaking in rage .

The Whitestone Corps was one of the elite corps that he had trained, and he had had high hopes of Duan Wuzong . He hadn't expected that they would be so easily defeated, and in front of Dalun Ruozan and Huoshu Huicang as well!

"What is that b.a.s.t.a.r.d doing!"

Geluofeng couldn't hold back his rage . In last night's battle, the Tibetans had suffered two grievous defeats and lost more than fifty thousand soldiers . Geluofeng had acted like this was nothing, that he didn't mind, but there was no way for him to not actually care .

What difference was there between Duan Wuzong's performance and the Tibetans'? And to do it in front of Dalun Ruozan and Huoshu Huicang, wasn't this pus.h.i.+ng his face into the dirt?

"There's no need for Your Majesty to be angry . This was only a test . It doesn't mean anything . "

Dalun Ruozan shook his head and continued, "Huoshu Huicang, this is your field . What are your thoughts?"

After saying this, he turned to face Huoshu Huicang .

It took a while for Huoshu Huicang to speak, and his expression was exceptionally focused . "This brat isn't simple! Under his command, the Annan Protectorate army is a completely different army! I'm afraid that this battle will be rather troublesome!"

"Ah!"

Dalun Ruozan couldn't help but arch his brows at these words . His confident smile was no more .

Dalun Ruozan had worked with Huoshu Huicang for many years, and he had rarely seen this sort of expression, much less heard the word 'troublesome' from his lips . Huoshu Huicang had a fierce personality that hungered for battle . When encountering a formidable opponent, he would only think about how to defeat them, not about whether they were troublesome .

"Is this brat really this formidable?"

Dalun Ruozan's brow slowly began to crease . He truly didn't understand military affairs that much, but if Huoshu Huicang was acting this cautiously, then things were completely different .

"Congratulations to user for killing 8700 Mengshe Zhao soldiers!"

Meanwhile, the mood on the summit was completely different . Right when the battle had ended, a familiar voice had sounded out like dew descending from the heavens .

Before the battlefield had cleared up, w.a.n.g Chong had already known the Mengshe Zhao losses . In these few moments, the Mengshe Zhao army had lost more than eight thousand soldiers!

“Wonderful!” Chen Shusun said from the side as he looked excitedly down at the silent Mengshe–Ü-Tsang army below .

It was hard to blame Chen Shusun for his lack of self-control . Mengshe Zhao and Ü-Tsang had come with a powerful momentum, their five hundred thousand soldiers stretching onto the horizon, covering the land and exerting an enormous pressure .

Though they didn't show it on the surface, everyone, including Chen Shusun, felt this pressure . The Annan Protectorate army had lost in the southwest far too many times .

This battle held a major significance . If they had suffered defeat in this first round, the Mengshe–Ü-Tsang army wouldn't even need to charge up the mountain for the morale of the Tang army to crumble .

They were already outnumbered . A defeat in the first clash would have destructive consequences for morale .

But as long as they could win, things were completely different .

The two commanders of the army, Xianyu Zhongtong and w.a.n.g Yan, had done nothing, and the majority of the army had not even partic.i.p.ated in the battle . This was already an expression of strength!

w.a.n.g Chong only faintly smiled in response . This was just an initial test that really didn't count for anything .

Alas, it was just a little lacking!

This thought crossed w.a.n.g Chong's mind as he looked down the mountain .

For every ten thousand enemy soldiers he killed, w.a.n.g Chong would get a five-hundred-soldier increase in the number of soldiers he could lose . 8,700 soldiers was clearly still some distance from 10,000 .

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