Rumble! Hooves thundered and dust billowed. On the road to the southwest, an army of several thousand crossed the mountains and crossed the ridges, galloping in the direction of the southwest.
"Hyah!"
Wang Chong raised his whip and took the lead. Behind him were one thousand clan experts equipped with WuZi Steel swords and Meteoric Metal armor, as well as several thousand recruited experts.
Several days had passed since they had set out from the capital. On the journey, Wang Chong and the others had moved at the fastest speed possible. In three days and three nights, they had traveled several thousand li.
This sort of rapid march was almost unimaginable, but even so, Wang Chong did not feel relaxed in the slightest.
"Warning: 112 Tang soldiers have died in battle. The Annan Protectorate has less than 80,000 soldiers!
"Warning: 133 Tang soldiers have died in battle. The Annan Protectorate is rapidly weakening. User, please act as soon as possible!
"Warning: 253 Tang soldiers have died in battle. Lion City only has 74517 soldiers left!
"Warning: Lion City has lost more than five hundred soldiers. One point of Destiny Energy will be deducted from user as punishment!
"For every five hundred deaths in Lion City, one point of Destiny Energy will be deducted from user. At five thousand deaths, two points will be deducted for every five hundred deaths. At thirty thousand deaths, three points will be deducted for every five hundred deaths!
"If user has no more Destiny Energy to deduct, user will die. If user cannot reach the southwest battlefield in one month, user will die. Offending either of the two will result in failure of the Destiny Trial mission and the death of the protagonist.
… …
The Stone of Destiny's callous and emotionless voice flowed through Wang Chong's mind like a waterfall, each message warning him that he didn't have much time left.
But Wang Chong had no time to worry about such things. His entire mind was focused on the eighty thousand soldiers on the battlefield of the southwest, as well as the millions of Daybreak civilians living there.
Only he knew that there was no one left for him.
Twenty days! The rations in Lion City can only last for less than twenty days. Once they run out of food, their morale will completely collapse. No matter how sturdy Lion City is, it will definitely be destroyed … "
The wind whistled on both sides, and Wang Chong's heart was in turmoil. That invisible pressure was constantly pressing down on him. Only Wang Chong himself knew how much suffering he was enduring.
He had spent far too much time in the capital, but Wang Chong knew that he had to do this. 'To do a good job, one must first sharpen his tools.' If he wanted to participate in a massive war like the southwest and do his best to change this major event that would affect the entire Tang dynasty and shake the entire Central Plains, he had to make ample preparations.
Without the WuZi Steel swords, without the indestructible Meteoric Metal armor, without the experts he had prepared … No matter how many people he had brought, how hurried he was, in front of the three hundred thousand Mengshe Zhao soldiers and the two hundred thousand Ouzan soldiers, he would be like an ant trying to shake a tree, a mantis trying to stop a carriage.
'Quality over quantity' was valued in soldiers, but when he didn't have enough soldiers, Wang Chong could only work on quality. Thus, when the southwest war broke out, Wang Chong had not been in a hurry to lead these people south. Instead, he had spent a great deal of time forging weapons and training them.
Only with sufficient preparations could he intervene in this war. Thus, this time could not be spared.
Now that he had finished all the preparations, Wang Chong had to do his utmost to make up for the time he had wasted.
"How far is it until the next Battle of Warhorses?"
Wang Chong asked without turning his head.
"There's still fifty li. All the warhorses have been prepared. You can switch at any time! "
A sharp cry came from overhead as The Eagle put away his eagle and galloped alongside Wang Chong. The journey from the capital to the south was a long one, and no horse could endure this sort of rapid march day and night.
But Wang Chong and the others had never suffered from this sort of problem.
The reason was very simple. Although Wang Chong had been far away in the capital and his army had not moved, he had long ago prepared the route for the march and the relay stations where the army could rest.
From the imperial capital south, on the road to the southwest, everything had already been arranged. There were no delays at all.
Almost every several dozen li, there would be a relay station where the warhorses Wang Chong had exchanged for could be found.
Batch after batch, at intervals of several dozen li, the warhorses would be constantly switched out. In this way, the fighting power and speed of the army could be maintained as much as possible.
This was the organizational strength of the army!
Wang Chong's arrangements were flawless and meticulous, involving all aspects, but no one could sense this.
There were very few in the Great Tang army who could accomplish this in such a short amount of time. In his last life, Wang Chong had relied on this formidable organizational ability to move his army a hundred li, a thousand li, and had never been tracked by those otherworldly invaders.
"Crane Wing Formation!"
After crossing several mountains, Wang Chong straightened his back and suddenly raised an arm to give the order.
Hong long long, on the official road, smoke and dust billowed. The originally orderly army suddenly fell into chaos, and a few warhorses almost collided with each other.
But soon, the chaos disappeared, and the army of several thousand quickly returned to normal. Moreover, they obeyed orders and charged in unison, revealing a strict discipline. The posture of an iron-blooded army was far superior compared to when they were on Deflecting Blade Mountain.
In the beginning, Wang Chong had left the training of his soldiers to Li Siye and Zhao Jingdian, but in the later stages, he had personally trained and instructed them.
One could easily imagine the effects of the War Saint, whose name had resounded throughout the world, personally training an army.
In the three days of rapid march from the capital to the south, Wang Chong had not only reorganized these grassland martial artists, organizing them into the most basic unit, 'Hundred', ten into 'Shi', and five into the smallest unit, 'Wu'.
And Wang Chong had selected commanders for each of these 'Hundred', 'Shi', and 'Wu', so that they could follow his orders and carry out his orders.
Besides this, Wang Chong had also learned from Zhao Jingdian and the others that he had added new cavalry charging formations like the Swinging Goose Formation, a little more complicated and more powerful.
This group was now clad in the standard armor of the Tang Dynasty, exuding a boundless aura that could not be mentioned in the same breath as before!
At the very least, this was a fledgling army.
"Arrow Formation!"
A few moments later, Wang Chong raised his arm, and the formation changed once more. This' army 'of several thousand soldiers quickly transformed into another formation, brimming with killing intent.
In a short span of ten days or so, to be able to train some unruly wild men to this level, this ability was simply amazing.
But whether it was Li Siye, Zhao Jingdian, The Eagle, or even those hired experts, they had already accepted this fact and treated it as a matter of course.
Not even they themselves had realized how strange this was!
"Reporting!"
As the army was rapidly marching and drilling, a loud shout came from the distant mountains. A white-robed Tang Dynasty soldier seemed to be looking into the distance. After waiting for a long time and seeing Wang Chong's army, he suddenly whipped his horse and charged out of the dense forest.
"Young Master, your subordinate has been waiting here for three days. The things that Young Master ordered have been prepared. Young Master, please inspect them! "
The white-robed soldier stood in front of the army, and with a flip of his horse, he knelt down in front of the army.
Wang Chong's eyes brightened as he waved his right hand. The army of several thousand soldiers came to a sudden halt, instantly coming to an abrupt halt.
This was the first time he had halted his army's advance since he had set off south.
At a time like this, time was precious, and every second counted. This was what Wang Chong had been preaching to his soldiers.
Unless there was something important, he would never have had his army stop.
For a moment, Li Siye, Zhao Jingdian, Luo Tong, and everyone else focused on the white-robed soldier.
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