Wang Chong, The Eagle, the elites of the Black Dragon Gang, and the other Annam Protectorate forces … they clearly only had one opponent, but now, it was the side with fewer people that held the absolute initiative. At the base of the mountain, Jiao Serro, who had transformed into a giant white tiger using a secret technique of the Great Snow Mountain, was like a primordial beast, killing gods and buddhas alike.
The Annam Protectorate forces around him were all swept away.
One Jiao Serro, one Fengjiayi. With these two working together, the Tang Dynasty had lost at least five hundred Annam Protectorate soldiers. This sort of fighting power was simply astonishing.
And behind Jiao Serro, even more Ouzan soldiers were surging through the gap that Jiao Serro had opened. In this battle, the Ouzan soldiers had not only shown signs of turning defeat into victory, they were also showing signs of wanting to 'decapitate' the enemy.
There's no time! There's no way to stop these two. Once the two of them join up, the southeast and northeast fronts will all be routed!
Wang Chong's mind was filled with anxiety and agitation.
He had already used all the strength he could muster on the summit, but even so, he was only barely able to resist. Moreover, he could only parry and not retaliate. The two illustrious foreign generals of the southwest campaign were not easy to deal with.
Since I can't beat them, I can only use that plan!
As these thoughts flew through his mind, Wang Chong quickly made up his mind. Bang! He stomped down and his body suddenly shot forward. Before Fengjiayi could react, Wang Chong had already lunged forward and grabbed the war banner in the distance.
"Don't tangle with the metal man. Metal men can't be killed. Fengjiayi's Geng Metal Halo is ineffective against the WuZi Steel Sword. Go deal with him! "
As he carried the war banner, Wang Chong began to run.
"Also, pass down my order. Square Formation 27 and 29, intercept Jiao Serro's personal guards. Those who have already broken through, ignore them!"
"Eighteenth Phalanx, sixteen steps on the left flank, advance on all fronts!"
"Order the Master Archers to form a square formation. One thousand six hundred steps to the southeast, with a diameter of three hundred feet, shoot!"
"Tell General Zhang Meng of the southwest that the axemen should abandon their defenses and advance with all their might! Don't give them a chance! "
…
A series of orders came out of Wang Chong's mouth. The efficiency of the Annam Protectorate was incomparable to the miscellaneous army or the reserve army. In just a short period of time, Wang Chong's order was passed down. Hum, like the rise and fall of the tide, the original line of defense of the Tang dynasty was almost broken by Ouzan's people under the chain reaction.
But in just a few moments, Wang Chong's orders had not only stabilized the army's line of defense, but it had also begun to push back against Ouzan's forces.
In just a few moments, the opportunity that Jiao Serro and Fengjiayi, the two Mongolian and Tibetan leaders, had worked together to create had been obliterated by Wang Chong in just a few moments.
"Brat, damn it!"
Sensing the change in the battlefield, Jiao Serro and Fengjiayi's gazes chilled, their hearts surging with killing intent.
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Boomboom!
Two metal men abandoned the others on the summit and lunged at Wang Chong with a sharp Sword Qi. At the same time, the air whistled as a large shield inscribed with refined iron was swung by a massive white tiger. It rapidly spun, cutting through the air as it lunged at Wang Chong.
Boomboom! With several heaven-shaking booms, two massive holes were blasted into the summit by the Sword Qi and the large shield. Mud and gravel flew in all directions, but Wang Chong was able to barely avoid them by a hair. Boomboom! Several more sharp bolts of Sword Qi, axes, spears, armor, and even corpses hurtled at Wang Chong, but Wang Chong dodged them all.
If Wang Chong's first dodge could be said to have been a little forced, then his subsequent dodges were much more relaxed.
"Just where did this brat come from?"
This time, even the Swordfanged Beast Jiaosiluo was shocked.
For a True Martial realm martial artist, Wang Chong's movements were rather relaxed. It had to be known that even a Profound Martial realm expert would not be able to do it so calmly.
"When did the Annam Protectorate dispatch such a formidable individual? How come I've never seen him in Lion City for so long! "
In a flash, separated by several hundred zhang, the massive white tiger and Fengjiayi glanced at each other, both of them sensing the deep killing intent in each other's eyes. After the Annam Protectorate had lost the formidable Zhangchou Jianqiong, the remaining Xianyu Zhongtong and his subordinates were nothing to worry about.
But with the arrival of the Wang Clan's father and son, Wang Yan, and Wang Fu, Lion City had suddenly become abnormally difficult to deal with. Now, an even more formidable fellow of unknown origins had appeared. To Ouzan and Mengshe Zhao's grand cause, this was definitely not a good thing.
From smooth sailing at the start, with the great victory at Erhai, to the current abnormally difficult situation, even Fengjiayi felt that something was wrong. He could no longer clearly see how the situation in the southwest was developing.
"Hmph, even if we can't deal with the Annam Protectorate today, we still have to kill this brat first. Otherwise, with the military talent this brat has displayed, he'll definitely become a great thorn in Mengshe Zhao's side in the future! "
The sky was overcast with thunderclouds and crackling thunder. On the summit, no one noticed that the Annam Protectorate's Crown Prince Fengjiayi, Mengshe Zhao's eyes were flashing with an intense killing intent!
Bang!
The air brightened as a misty and majestic milky-white Sword Qi suddenly exploded out of Fengjiayi's body. Bang! Fengjiayi forcefully circulated his Stellar Energy to send back the Six-Armed Ksitigarbha Vajra Guardian Eagle. With a flicker, he used a wondrous movement technique to break through the blockade of the Eagle and the other experts on the summit and lunged at Wang Chong.
Bzzz! Before he even arrived, the intense Sword Qi blotted out the sun. Countless pieces of metal were pulverized and gathered from the depths of the earth, transforming into a storm of flying blades that accompanied Fengjiayi in the air. His aura was so vast that it could even shatter a mountain, much less a human body of flesh and blood.
Wang Chong had no doubt that if he took on this full-strength blow from Fengjiayi, he would die without question.
"Brat, I don't know who you are, but just accept your fate!"
Fengjiayi's cold and aloof voice resounded in Wang Chong's ear like a ghost. The air was filled with the thick aura of death and hostility.
"Hahaha!"
To his surprise, after taking two steps back, Wang Chong abruptly stopped and stared at Fengjiayi, who was closing in on him with no intention of dodging.
"Fengjiayi, it's not that I don't want to accept my fate, but if you want to kill me, I'm afraid that you don't have the ability!"
"What did you say? You're about to die and you still dare to boast shamelessly … "
Fengjiayi's eyes were as cold as ice. An expert of the Profound Martial realm was incredibly fast, and Fengjiayi was someone that even Wang Zhongsi had acknowledged as having the potential to become a Great General. But just as he finished speaking, Fengjiayi had already passed through the air and was rapidly approaching Wang Chong.
Thirty feet!
Twenty feet!
One foot!
Two feet!
… …
At this distance, Wang Chong could clearly see the countless web-like tributaries of the torrential rain at the tip of Fengjiayi's sword. He could also clearly see the reflection of the thunderclouds and the flashing lightning on the helmet that Fengjiayi was using as a disguise. A cold smile appeared on Wang Chong's face as it rapidly expanded in Wang Chong's eyes.
Given Wang Chong's strength, he would undoubtedly die in the face of this kind of attack. But in the next moment, Wang Chong only sneered.
"Hmph, Fengjiayi, haven't you forgotten something?"
He stepped back with his right foot and dodged to the side. Rumble! At almost the same time, there was a flash of light. Before Fengjiayi could react, he was sent flying by a black silhouette.
"Wang Yan!!"
Fengjiayi cried out involuntarily. With a rumble, he smashed through the curtain of rain and crashed into the ground, blasting mud and rainwater into the air as he smashed a massive hole in the summit.
"Fengjiayi, you don't think that you can hide from me just because you're a cicada shedding its carapace, do you?"
An icy, dignified, and even somewhat rigid voice suddenly resounded through the world.
At almost the same time, bangbangbang! The Mountain Xiphodon Jiao Serro was also sent flying. One powerful field of energy after another appeared out of thin air, enveloping the summit.
"Jiao Serro, using this kind of method is far too despicable!"
One after another, the generals of the Annam Protectorate appeared around the summit. These generals of the Annam Protectorate were all tall and sturdy, their auras incomparably valiant. All of them surrounded Jiao Serro.
"Damn it, you fellows really are a hindrance!"
An ominous light flashed in the white tiger's eyes, and it stomped down with its four feet. Bang! The earth beneath its feet split open, and it soared into the air, carrying a great deal of mud and rain with it as it lunged at the Annam Protectorate forces. Bang bang bang! In a short period of time, the two sides began to fight once more.
At almost the same time, on the summit, the Crown Prince of Mengshe Zhao, Fengjiayi, was also locked in combat with Wang Chong's father.
This was the first time Wang Chong had seen his father fight.
His moves were wide open, but they were tyrannical and fierce. They did not have as many nimble variations, but they had the aura of a battlefield. Every move of his seemed earth-shattering and heaven-shaking, as if he could cleave apart an army of a thousand. And the thick Stellar Energy that slapped aside the curtain of rain and swept up the mud on the ground had a momentum that could swallow the heavens and swallow the seas.
"The heavy sword has no edge, but great skill does not require skill. Father's every move has already reached the stage of turning the complex into the simple, making the simple seem complex. Unless one's cultivation and strength far surpass his, it's impossible to take advantage of him in terms of moves. "
Wang Chong quietly said to himself.
His father did not have the potential to become a great general. Whether it was his grandfather or the ministers of the court, no one had ever said that his father had the talent to become a great general. But as a general, his father was definitely the most outstanding of them all. His martial arts were like his way of commanding troops, meticulous and rigorous, making it impossible to attack.
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