Dongxuan's soldiers did not trust Zhan Ge at all. Now that they were defeated, survival was their top priority. However, Han Sanhe's appearance had given them hope. The war was dangerous and they were at a disadvantage, but it would be better to gather by the continent's God of War's side. The title of the continent's God of War was not just for show!
As the flag of the God of War fluttered in the wind, a series of bugles rumbled beneath the flag.
On the other side, there were five thousand Shadow Knights who had just formed into an army. Although they still looked a little disheveled, they had already formed a battle formation. Facing the hundreds of thousands of fleeing soldiers, they did not move an inch. They wanted to turn the tide and were ready to go.
As time went on, the blare of the horns gradually merged into one, boosting the morale of the army.
Among Dongxuan's men who had gathered, Han Sanhe rode on a warhorse at the front, wearing a snow-white marten coat. His gaze was calm as he watched his troops flee in disarray, his expression unchanging.
There was only one message being conveyed by the incessant blare of the horns, "Return! Gather the troops! Fall into formation! "
The current quiet atmosphere restored Dongxuan's morale to all the routed soldiers who had witnessed the scene.
After all, these troops were Dongxuan's elite troop, the cream of the crop.
Dongxuan's cannon fodder, rabble, and aristocratic martial prowess that had invaded Yutang this time had been filled by Han Sanhe to fill the gap of flesh and blood in front of the Fortress of Resilience.
The remaining Dongxuan soldiers were warriors who had gone through countless battles of steel and blood. Even if such an elite troop was in a state of defeat due to some unusual factors, as long as there was something that could shock them, they would be able to recover swiftly.
Han Sanhe was the one who was able to shock them to their core!
More and more soldiers stopped in their tracks, their initially fearful gazes regaining their clarity after a momentary flicker. One by one, they stepped forward and joined Dongxuan's troop, getting into formation.
Some of the lower-ranking officers had even begun to reorganize their troops.
"Fifth Battalion, Seventh Squad, Third Column! Gather here! "
"Third Battalion, First Column, Second Squad! Here, here! F * ck, hurry up! "
…
"Gather!"
"Stop running! Come and gather! "
The moment Han Sanhe raised the flag of God of War and revealed himself so casually, he managed to quell the fear and panic of the million-strong army.
More and more Dongxuan soldiers began to line up behind Han Sanhe.
An awe-inspiring aura that belonged solely to Soldier was brewing again.
This was where Han Sanhe's brilliance came from. He was well aware of his own strengths and weaknesses. It was true that he was known as the continent's God of War, but he was not a true immortal. Even if he had flashed the flag of God of War, it would have been futile. There was a ninety-nine percent chance that he would follow in Zhan Ge's footsteps and be scattered by the routed army. That would have been a massive defeat and there would be no turning back!
Therefore, he took the first step and waited at the place where the army had retreated a hundred miles, raising his military flag!
Given the current situation, the routed army had to be given a buffer. It was only at such a time when the stamina of the routed army that had been running for their lives was almost depleted. Most importantly, the fear of the unknown force was almost numb to them and they needed someone to rely on, a pillar of support. Only then could Han Sanhe's sudden appearance achieve such a stunning effect.
This logic sounded simple, but under such circumstances, there were at most three people in the entire continent who were able to stand out and forcefully stop the defeated army from falling to the ground. In the entire continent, there were at most three people who could do this!
In order to achieve this, the commander-in-chief must have the ability to remain calm in the face of danger and have unparalleled prestige in the army. Neither of these two qualities could be lacking. It was truly a feat that could not be accomplished by ordinary people!
Dongxuan's routed army surged like the tide. Looking from afar, Han Sanhe's side was like a pillar of support amidst the raging waves, a pillar of stability!
The routed army was like a raging tide, but when it passed by Han Sanhe, the pillar of stability, it quickly turned from a torrent to a slow stream before it stopped and regained its momentum!
It was nothing short of a miracle!
This was what it meant to be able to turn the tide.
Zhan Ge retreated with the routed army, almost coughing blood along the way. When they finally came close and slowed down, Zhan Ge still wanted to draw his sword to slash and suppress the routed army, but he realized that the speed at which the soldiers around him were fleeing had slowed to a crawl. Perhaps, it should be said that they were no longer fleeing, but advancing slowly.
Zhan Ge sucked in a deep breath and looked over. Once he saw the solemn military formation, tears fell from Zhan Ge's eyes.
He choked, "Teacher …"
Han Sanhe remained silent and unmoving, his gaze calm as he waved his hand lightly.
Zhan Ge felt his body brimming with energy as he strode over. In just a few steps, he had regained his composure. When he came to stand beside Han Sanhe, he was completely composed; even the dejection of his defeat and defeat had vanished without a trace.
Even if the sky were to fall!
Everything would be fine as long as his teacher was here!
The continent's God of War was the only one who respected his teacher!
With his teacher here, so what if the Nine Supremes were to come together?
Dust billowed from afar.
Han Sanhe narrowed his eyes, looking at where the smoke was rising into the sky, and said faintly, "That's where the only chance to turn the tide of this battle lies. Zhan Ge, remember this. This is the last chance that I can teach you and allow you to learn from me. "
Zhan Ge's face was filled with sorrow. "Yes."
"Watch closely."
There was no expression on Han Sanhe's face, only endless indifference. His gaze was distant as he looked into the distance. "Fleeing is the most humiliating thing in a general's life, but it's something that can't be avoided. Once it happens, it's the worst-case scenario in a general's life. However, nothing is absolute in this world. Even when the crisis is right before your eyes and you're in a hopeless situation, there's still a chance to turn things around. As long as you don't panic and still have the prestige of stabilizing the army's morale, you can seize the opportunity to turn the tide of the battle. Even if it doesn't work out, you can still retreat in one piece and not suffer a crushing defeat. "
"The current state of the battle has been reversed. The enemy has gained the upper hand, but it's not yet a victory. If the enemy's general is greedy for victory and doesn't know that he's going to lose, he's going to pursue us with all his might, causing his attack formation to fall into disarray. Then, we might still have a chance to turn the tide of the battle."
Han Sanhe said faintly, "Let's see if Fu Baoguo can still maintain his composure at such a time. If he can, his position as Tianxuan's God of War will be secured and we can retreat in one piece. On the other hand, if he can't, we'll charge back tonight. There's a huge disparity in our military strength. Even though our army has just been defeated, our combined combat power is still above Yutang's eastern troop! "
Zhan Ge answered humbly and seriously, "Yes."
"What I said isn't only for Fu Baoguo. It's the same for anyone you're facing, any general. As a general, remaining calm in the face of danger is the demeanor of a great general. Not wavering even in death!"
Han Sanhe's voice seemed to come from a faraway place as he said, "You must remember these words of mine! You can't forget them no matter what, you can't lose your composure. "
"That's why I said that you've disappointed me this time!"
Han Sanhe said solemnly, "When the army was defeated, you, as the marshal, didn't flee first, but you didn't manage to stabilize the army's morale. You couldn't avoid being held hostage by the defeated army. After today's defeat, of course, you should follow the troops, but what you should do is to send your own bodyguards ahead of time with your marshal's flag. Go ahead and raise your marshal's flag on the road that we must pass sixty or even eighty li away! "
"You didn't react as a marshal. Along the way, I've only seen your indignation, your rage, your despair, your violence, and your murder! I didn't see your composure, your composure, your unruffled mind despite the defeat! "
"Based on this alone, you're already far from Fu Baoguo's level!"
Han Sanhe's gaze was distant. "If you can't overcome the fear in your heart, you'll never be able to be a qualified marshal!"
"I hope that the disappointment I feel today ends today. There won't be a next time, never!"
"Yes! This disciple will remember! I won't let you down again! "
Zhan Ge lowered his head in shame.
There were still countless defeated soldiers from Dongxuan's side fleeing for their lives. At the same time, there was also the thunderous clatter of hooves coming from where the thick smoke was rising.
Yutang's cavalry had caught up.
Han Sanhe listened and chuckled bitterly.
"The situation that I'm most unhappy about has happened. Fu Baoguo isn't greedy for victory, nor is he panicking. The clatter of the hooves is still grand and orderly. "Han Sanhe shook his head." Turning defeat into victory is only a wild wish now. "
Zhan Ge looked disappointed.
"With my understanding of Fu Baoguo, it's only reasonable and expected for such a situation to occur. It's alright, though. Now, let me teach you another lesson!" Han Sanhe said faintly, "This lesson is called … the merciful should never command an army!"
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