"They're here!"
"So fast!"
On the mountain, everyone felt their hearts tighten at this sight.
The Ouzan were all natural-born cavalry. Whether or not they understood the art of war, they were still the strongest enemy.
Nearby, Bachicheng's six thousand cavalry also began to move. Turning around, the sand churning, they began to move to meet that group of cavalry.
Before everyone's eyes, the two groups of cavalry skillfully merged into one.
The black horsemen were densely packed and as vast as the sea. They were spread out on the ground like black ocean waves, and it was an extremely shocking sight. What was even more shocking was that this army still maintained extremely strict discipline.
"Milord, Xiangyang Dalu has come to report. Milord, please give the order for what to do next. "
Xiangyang Dalu cupped his fists and lowered his head.
Xiangyang Dalu was dressed in armor and wielding a pitch-black spear. His entire body exuded a vast aura, making him seem like a fierce general. But before Bachicheng, Xiangyang Dalu was still a head lower!
"Mm!"
Bachicheng nodded in satisfaction.
He had the seal of Great General Huoshu Huizang on him. In this place, he had absolute authority.
"It's about time. Get ready. We'll completely exterminate that Tang army on the mountain!"
Bachicheng turned his head and gazed at the distant mountain, his cold eyes exuding an aura that could destroy all things in the world.
Since Xiangyang Dalu had arrived and there was nothing to worry about, no matter what tricks this Tang army had up their sleeves or how many people they had, only death awaited them!
Rumble!
In the next moment, the desolate, deep, and extremely distant yak horns began to blare. With this charge, the vast Ouzan army finally began to move.
The Ouzan soldiers lined up in neat ranks, their hands pressed against their waists and scimitars as they coldly stared at the summit.
At this moment, the more than ten thousand Ouzan cavalrymen merged into one, as if they were one person. Their cruel and murderous eyes stared at the Tang soldiers on the mountain path as if they were looking at a dead man. At the same time, waves of killing intent and baleful aura erupted from the bodies of these Ouzan. The fiercer they were, the thicker their killing intent was.
When tens of thousands of killing intents gathered together, they soared into the sky, causing even the void to distort. Dark clouds gathered from all directions, and the sky was filled with battle clouds. The atmosphere suddenly became tense!
"Boom!"
At first, the army was only "squirming" slowly. Then, it became faster and faster, faster and faster, until finally, it became an earth-shaking movement.
"Kill! — "
With a point of the scimitar, he drew an arc in the air and pointed it into the distance. Accompanied by a series of fierce battle cries, the next moment, the army rumbled and covered the sky and the earth, charging towards the top of the mountain with earth-shattering force.
The war had finally begun!
…
At the same time, as the tens of thousands of Ouzan soldiers charged forward, the atmosphere on the mountaintop became extremely tense.
"Get ready! — — "
As the order was given, the mechanism vibrated. Along the undulating mountain range, large metal shields suddenly stood up and landed heavily on the ground. The surface of the metal shields were like fish scales, reflecting rays of cold light under the setting sun.
From halfway up the mountain to the mountaintop, along the undulating foothills, Commandant Xu's 5,000 soldiers and Wang Chong's 3,000 soldiers totaled 8,000. They were divided into the left wing, right wing, center, vanguard, and rear wing. There were dozens of square formations and more than a dozen echelons, layer after layer, densely packed together.
The 8,000 soldiers were squeezed into a very narrow area.
This was a strategy that Wang Chong had modified based on Commandant Xu's arrangements. When faced with the wave after wave of echelon formation attacks from the Ouzan soldiers, only a dense formation could withstand the cavalry's charge.
A storm was brewing. On the mountaintop, the atmosphere was somber and deathly silent.
Everyone firmly gripped the sabers, spears, shields, and axes in their hands. Their gazes were fixed on the foot of the mountain, on the black tide that was surging toward them! The military system of the Tang Dynasty, which had been passed down for centuries, was on full display. Even though they were nervous, even though they were facing a powerful enemy, not a single person retreated.
A soldier's duty was to obey orders!
No matter who the opponent was, once a military order was given, whether it was the regular army or the reserves, they would unswervingly carry out the order.
"Rumble!"
As the warhorses galloped forward, Ouzan got closer and closer. Every step seemed to carry the weight of a thousand catties. The enormous force traveled to the ground, causing the entire mountain to tremble.
Wang Chong stood on the summit, motionless like a statue, his expression unchanging.
His calm attitude imperceptibly influenced the surrounding generals, making them feel much more at ease.
Three thousand zhang! Two thousand zhang! One thousand zhang!
… …
The Tibetans were getting faster and faster, more and more abrupt!
Whoosh!
A gust of wind suddenly blew through the world, carrying with it a familiar stench. It was the stench unique to the highlanders. They were no strangers to this stench.
Sixty thousand reinforcements had fallen to this stench and scimitars!
Thinking back to that massacre, everyone clenched their weapons tightly, and many of them revealed nervous expressions.
This was an indescribable feeling of suffocation.
"Young Master …"
On the summit, The Eagle, Commandant Xu, and the others all subconsciously turned to Wang Chong.
The winds howled and the air currents churned. Wang Chong's black hair danced in the wind, but his youthful face was as resolute as a rock, as if nothing could move him.
The bowstring was already drawn. The sizzling sound echoed in everyone's ears as they waited for Wang Chong's order.
In a battle between two armies, archers would always be the first to attack. This was also the greatest advantage that the Tang Dynasty had when fighting other foreign countries. Occupying the terrain gave the Tang Dynasty the greatest advantage.
In the past, the Tang Dynasty had relied on their superiority in crossbow technology to sweep away all other cavalry.
Everyone was waiting for Wang Chong's order.
With war on the verge of breaking out, even Xu Shiping, The Eagle, and the others showed a hint of anxiety. But Wang Chong still did not give the order.
"Wait a little longer!"
Wang Chong calmly said.
Eight hundred zhang, seven hundred zhang, six hundred zhang …
They were getting closer and closer, entering the firing range. The opportunity was fleeting!
But Wang Chong still did not give the order.
"Milord!"
Anxious gazes turned to Wang Chong. Ouzan's forces far outnumbered the Tang Dynasty's. Only by using the first wave to weaken their advantage would they be able to reduce the pressure on the Tang Dynasty. Even if it was just a little, it would still be beneficial to their situation.
But Wang Chong remained unmoved and still did not give the order.
His handsome eyes were gazing down the mountain, their depths inscrutable. No one could tell what he was thinking.
The clattering of hooves was like thunder, and the ground was shaking more and more violently. Looking at the steel torrent that was charging at them, everyone's eyes revealed a look of fear.
The miserable defeat of the sixty thousand Yuan soldiers had occurred not too long ago, and General Li Zhengyi's death seemed like it had happened just yesterday.
Steady!
When the distance was shortened to five hundred zhang, Li Siye stepped forward and spoke, his vigorous voice like a peal of thunder resounding over the mountain range. "You're right," Wang Chong said.
Four hundred zhang, three hundred zhang, two hundred zhang …
Wang Chong still did not give the order to attack.
Raise the shields! All soldiers on guard!
When the distance was only one hundred zhang, Wang Chong's eyes finally flashed.
Ouzan's cavalry had finally reached the foot of the mountain. The tens of thousands of cavalrymen seemed to have encountered an invisible barrier, suddenly slowing down and reducing their speed. It was this subtle change that made Wang Chong finally relax.
"They're here!"
Many thoughts flashed through Wang Chong's mind.
If the flat plains were the cavalry's home ground, then the mountain was the infantry's home ground. Only by taking advantage of the undulating terrain of the mountain and the high speed and mobility of the cavalry could the infantry have a chance to fight against the cavalry. A truly wise man would never fight the cavalry on the plains when he was at a disadvantage.
This was also the reason why Wang Chong had chosen to fight on the mountain.
Seven hundred zhang, six hundred zhang, five hundred zhang!
Ouzan's men were getting closer and closer, but as the slope increased, the Ouzan's speed also decreased.
The atmosphere became more and more solemn and tense.
The tremors grew more and more intense, until it became a violent jolt. At this distance, everyone could see every hair on the Ouzan's men standing on end, every vein bulging. Similarly, every Ouzan could see the noses of the Tang Dynasty infantrymen and the trembling weapons in their hands.
"Kill! — — "
Accompanied by an earth-shattering noise, the atmosphere between the two armies reached its peak.
"Boom!"
A black light flashed in the army, and a huge flame spread from Xiangyang Dalu's feet to the entire army. "Halo of Fortress", "Halo of Charge", "Halo of Yak", "Halo of Speed", "Halo of Black Burial", "Halo of Fortitude" … Thousands of halos flashed, accompanied by the cries of thousands of yaks, and one Halo of Thorns after another enveloped the entire army.
"Boom!"
Almost at the same time, thousands of Halos of Thorns lit up on the opposite slope. One by one, the generals activated the halos in their bodies and spread them to the surrounding army. Halo of Fortitude, Halo of Strength, Halo of Combat, Halo of Agility, Halo of Passivity, Halo of Pillar …
The dense flames illuminated the starry sky.
At this time, even Wang Chong couldn't help but feel lucky that he had summoned Xu Shiping. Although this commandant wasn't very strong, none of the generals under him were weak. They had all the Halos of Thorns that a regular army should have. And because of Xu Shiping himself, his subordinates had a large number of passive and defensive halos.
At this moment, the sky seemed to pale in comparison to the thousands of flames and halos. Even the flow of time seemed to have slowed down countless times.
It seemed like only a moment, but also like countless long centuries — —
"Boom! — —
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