"Wang Yan, you're like a cornered beast. The Tang Dynasty is no longer the Tang Dynasty of the past. The southwest is now the world of our Mengshe Zhao and Ouzan. No matter how fiercely you struggle today, when the Grand General arrives, the only path left for you is death! "
Fengjiayi's voice resounded through the air.
Even when facing the pincer attack of Wang Yan and the Eagle, Fengjiayi was still able to just barely resist.
"Crown Prince, there's no need to waste your breath. Whether the Tang Dynasty is the Tang Dynasty of the past is not something that a Crown Prince like you, Mengshe Zhao, can decide."
Wang Yan's voice was cold, indifferent, and hard. Even someone like Fengjiayi, who had nine apertures in his mind, found it difficult to use words to break through.
"Hmph, death is at hand, but you're still being so stubborn. Even if you manage to escape today, we're just a small vanguard. We're not even worth mentioning when compared to the army behind us. The southwest is relatively flat. At the very least, you won't be able to see any high mountains or great rivers for a very long time. Even if you can escape for a while, can you escape for your entire life? I don't believe that your two legs can outrun those with four legs! "
Fengjiayi's sword flashed like lightning, a storm of Sword Qi howling around him. Although it wasn't very effective, Fengjiayi clearly hadn't given up on mentally crushing the Annam Protectorate.
"Since you're so confident, why do you still pursue us so relentlessly? Since when did the Crown Prince of Mengshe Zhao rely not on martial arts to fight battles, but on his glib tongue to rise to power? "
Wang Chong sneered from the side.
"Buzz!"
Wang Chong had barely finished speaking when the atmosphere on the summit suddenly changed. A pair of bone-chilling eyes suddenly pierced through the heavy curtains of rain and space to firmly envelop Wang Chong. At some point, Fengjiayi, the Crown Prince of Mengshe Zhao, had removed his disguise. This was also the first time Wang Chong was able to carefully observe the true appearance of the illustrious Crown Prince of Mengshe Zhao.
The Crown Prince was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. His face was extremely handsome and his skin was astonishingly fair. Even the nobles in the capital couldn't compare to him. He exuded the aura of a prince who lived like a prince. However, he wasn't quite the same as the princes of the Tang dynasty. Fengjiayi's entire body exuded a thick aura of aggression.
Without the concealment of his armor, Fengjiayi's true appearance was revealed. Just looking at him would make anyone feel extremely uncomfortable and unwilling to approach him. Not to mention anything else.
"If my son is like this, then I'm afraid my father isn't far behind. To the southwest, the Six Zhao of Erhai was definitely a serious threat to the Tang dynasty. In the early years, the imperial court tolerated and nurtured traitors, and now they are nurturing a tiger that will bring calamity! "
Wang Chong quietly said to himself.
Although Wang Chong didn't understand any sort of physiognomy or physiognomy, Fengjiayi was definitely not a kind person.
"Brat, I don't care where you come from or where you learned the art of war, but you won't be able to walk out of the southwest alive!"
Fengjiayi's icy voice rumbled through the air like thunder, announcing Wang Chong's fate.
Whoosh!
Sword Qi tore through the air. As he spoke, he forcefully exchanged several blows with Wang Yan, creating a small gap. At the same time, several strands of Sword Qi as thick as a finger shot toward Wang Chong with unparalleled sharpness. These changes had occurred so quickly that not even Wang Yan had predicted them.
It was obvious that Fengjiayi's desire to kill Wang Chong was not just empty words.
In terms of how much Fengjiayi wanted to kill, Wang Chong was probably even higher than his father Wang Yan.
Thud thud!
With several muffled thuds, Fengjiayi's attacks all missed. Wang Chong didn't even need to use the Single Consecutive Slash or Phantom Step to easily dodge them.
Using Sword Qi in front of me? You're thinking too much. Even Crown Prince Mengshe Zhao won't be able to do anything.
Wang Chong inwardly sneered.
In close combat, with his current strength, even ten of him wouldn't be a match for Fengjiayi. But Fengjiayi had insisted on a battle of Sword Qi and awareness that he was most proficient in. To put it bluntly, as long as Fengjiayi didn't engage in close combat, Wang Chong really didn't care about Fengjiayi at all.
On a massive battlefield that involved tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people, individual strength had never been the most important factor. No matter how high the cultivation levels of Fengjiayi and Jiao Serro were, if they thought that their combined strength could change anything, then they were far too naive.
While Fengjiayi and Jiao Serro were playing with individual strength, Wang Chong was already playing with tactics and strategy.
The two sides weren't even on the same level.
"Generals, listen to my order! Delay Fengjiayi and Jiao Serro. The Eagle, has our army arrived yet?"
Wang Chong slid backward in the mud of the summit, retreating ten-some zhang to increase the distance between him and Fengjiayi. At the same time, he raised his right hand and flashed the token of The King of Song, his voice loud and clear.
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"Milord, we've arrived!"
Old Eagle's voice buzzed, carrying with it a slight metallic vibration. After transforming into the Six-Armed Ksitigarbha Vajra Guardian, even his voice seemed to have been affected.
"Boom!"
"Kill! — — "
Thunder crackled in the sky, and at almost the same time, the earth quaked and the sky swayed as a tsunami crashed down from the mountain. Although they had arrived late, the ten thousand reinforcements led by Xu Shiping and Xu Andun had finally arrived just in time. Looking down from the summit, although it was hard to see clearly in the heavy rain, one could clearly sense that a new force had appeared behind the tens of thousands of Mengshe Zhao soldiers when the lightning flashed past.
"Careful! Careful! "
"Another Tang army has appeared!"
"Careful behind! Ah! — — "
"It's not the Annam Protectorate! Ah! Why is there another army? Didn't the Tang dynasty no longer have any troops to use? "
"Form a defensive line and pay attention to the rear!"
… …
Panicked shouts of Ouzan accompanied the clatter of weapons, the clatter of metal, the whinnying of Neigh horses, and the wretched screams of the Tang army. Not even the torrential rain could completely drown out this noise. The army led by Xu Shiping and Xu Andun had almost instantly thrust into the rear of the Ouzan army.
Although Wang Chong, Li Siye, and the Eagle were not there to hold the line, Xu Shiping and Xu Andun were veteran generals who would not miss this opportunity. The Ouzan army was already facing enormous pressure from the Annam Protectorate, and now, another Tang army of ten thousand had arrived. Facing enemies from the front and rear, the army instantly descended into chaos.
"Congratulations to user for killing 41344 Ouzan cavalry!"
"Congratulations to user for killing 43517 Ouzan cavalry!"
"Congratulations to user for killing 44166 Ouzan cavalry!"
… …
The voices in Wang Chong's mind were like a torrential downpour. In a single exchange, the Ouzan army had instantly lost more than four thousand men, and this trend was rapidly expanding. In the art of war, facing enemies from the front and rear had always been a major taboo for an army.
At this moment, the Ouzan army was in complete defeat. The general trend was set. No matter how strong Fengjiayi and Jiao Serro were, they were powerless to reverse the situation.
"Damn it, damn it!"
Fengjiayi's eyes turned red as he listened to the screams coming from behind him. He was about to go mad with rage.
In this rain pursuit, it was not just the vanguard of the Ouzan army that had come, but also the thousands of Mengshe Zhao's personal soldiers that he had brought with him. In this torrential rain, the soldiers that he had brought with him in pursuit were the elite of Mengshe Zhao's elites, and each one of them had been difficult to raise. But now, Fengjiayi could also hear their screams.
"This brat, I have to kill him!"
Fengjiayi clenched his teeth so hard they were about to shatter. His side's defeat had already been decided, and Wang Yan and the Annam Protectorate's generals had already arrived. There was truly nothing they could do to reverse the situation. Even if he cut down the commander-in-chief's banner and killed Wang Chong, it wouldn't change anything.
"Jiao Serro, let's go! Let's go! The Great General and our Mengshe Zhao elites are still behind us. They won't be able to escape! "
Fengjiayi suddenly shouted back, but these words were spoken in Ouzan.
As the Crown Prince of Mengshe Zhao, Fengjiayi was not only an outstanding martial artist, but when he had been sent to the capital of the Tang dynasty as a hostage, he had already mastered all sorts of languages. It was not just Ouzan, but also Turkic, Goguryeo, the languages of the Western Regions, as well as the languages of Abbasid Caliphate and Charax Spasinu. Fengjiayi was a true master of both the pen and the sword.
"Don't be in such a rush. Wait until I kill that brat first!"
The white tiger opened its mouth, but what came out was human language. Jiao Serro possessed boundless strength. He charged left and right, his eyes locked onto Wang Chong on the summit. The mountain was currently littered with the corpses of Ouzan soldiers and highland steeds, and all of this had been caused by the appearance of that brat on the summit.
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Death and injury were inevitable in war. Jiao Serro had never been a sentimental person. Even if all his subordinates died, he wouldn't feel anything. But Jiao Serro desired victory, and that brat on the summit had already become a stumbling block for the Ouzan army. This was the true reason why Jiao Serro wanted to kill him.
I should have killed him right from the start! I truly underestimated him too much!
Jiao Serro inwardly roared.
His Ksitigarbha White Tiger Halo came from the Great Snow Mountain Temple and was one of the supreme techniques of a general. It could greatly increase one's strength, so compared to Fengjiayi, it wasn't as strenuous for him. Although the Annam Protectorate had many experts in the surroundings, as long as he was willing to pay the price, he was completely capable of killing that brat on the summit.
"Jiao Serro, don't let your emotions affect your decisions. The Great General will be here soon, and they won't be able to escape on the plains. There will be plenty of opportunities to kill them! As long as you endure for a while, when our armies meet up, they will undoubtedly die! "
Fengjiayi's mind was sharp. How could he not know what Jiao Serro was thinking? He immediately tried to stop him.
Jiao Serro was the classic example of a fierce general. He only cared about war and nothing else. He didn't care about the casualties of the Ouzan cavalry, but Fengjiayi did. The Mengshe – Ü-Tsang alliance would have even more leeway in the future. Fengjiayi's ambitions were not limited to the southwest corner of the Tang Dynasty!
"Don't let them leave! Delay them!"
"Archer square formation, hear my order! To the front left, three thousand eight hundred paces, fire together!"
"Cavalry formation! Regardless of the cost, pierce through the Ouzan formation!"
… …
Wang Chong had not participated in the battle at the front. A string of fatal orders poured out of his mouth. Compared to the victory or defeat of a single person or battle, the victory of the overall situation was far more important than the victory of a single person.
"Congratulations to user for killing 45744 Ouzan cavalry!"
"Congratulations to user for killing 47915 Ouzan cavalry!"
"Congratulations to user for killing 48416 Ouzan cavalry!"
… …
A string of voices howled out of Wang Chong's mind. Of the seventy thousand or so Ouzan cavalry, nearly eighty thousand had been killed by Wang Chong, and the neighing and wretched screams of highland steeds filled the air. They were being attacked from the front and rear, and there was no room for the cavalry to charge.
Right now, the Ouzan were only infantry.
And they were facing the world's most organized, most disciplined, most cooperative, and at the same time, the most powerful infantry of the Tang Dynasty. The result of this contest between infantry and "infantry" could be easily imagined!
"We've lost! There are too many Tang soldiers!"
"Impossible! We clearly have more people, so how did things turn out like this!"
"Retreat, retreat! We can't win! … Why are there so many Tang soldiers around us! "
"Hurry and find the Great General. But we've lost too many people. Only the Great General can deal with them! "
… …
From the base of the mountain to the summit, the battle continued. The morale of the Ouzan soldiers had fallen to rock bottom. They had never imagined that this battle would turn out like this. They clearly had more people than the Annam Protectorate, but in the end, they felt like they had more Tang soldiers than they did.
It was like they had a body full of strength but no way to use it.
"Buzz!"
Seeing the perilous situation, Fengjiayi suddenly reached into his bosom, took out a thumb-sized pill, and swallowed it. In a flash, Fengjiayi's aura swelled, and with a single slash of his sword, he forced Wang Yan back. Then, his body shot forward like a dragon.
"Don't linger! Let's go! If we stay here any longer, we'll be completely wiped out! "
Fengjiayi unleashed several fierce bolts of Sword Qi as he pressed his right hand against the ground, summoning eight or nine metal men who did not fear swords or sabers. After forcing back the crowd, he pulled Jiaosiluo, who had returned to his human form, away.
Boomboomboom!
The two valiant Mengshe – Ü-Tsang generals were working together to break out of the encirclement. Even if the Tang soldiers wanted to stop them, it was too late. Rumble! In just a few moments, the two of them had forced open a gap in the encirclement and led the army down the mountain.
"After them!"
Wang Chong grimaced. He threw the banner into the ground, stabbing it firmly into the ground. Without another word, he leaped onto his White-hoofed Horse and charged down the mountain.
In this battle, even when Fengjiayi was charging up the mountain, Wang Chong had not personally taken action. But now, he had unhesitatingly charged down and entered the battlefield.
"Young Master Chong, be careful! Don't chase a cornered enemy!"
In the army, Chen Shusun was worried for Wang Chong's safety and hurriedly called out.
"It is advisable to chase a cornered enemy! Uncle Chen, all the generals, listen to my order! Pursue them with all your strength! We can't let them escape!"
Wang Chong gave the order as he gave the order.
The morale of the Ouzan army had been shattered, and their commander-in-chief had fled. This was the best chance to expand their gains. If they missed this chance, the next time they met on the battlefield, the Ouzan army would probably not be this strong.
"After them!"
On the summit, Wang Yan's eyes were grim. After a few moments of thought, he immediately gave the same order as Wang Chong.
This time, the generals no longer hesitated. The morale of the Annam Protectorate was greatly boosted, and their cries for battle shook the heavens as they chased after the fleeing Ouzan army like an avalanche.
"Kiiiill! — — "
Their shouts shook the heavens and echoed from all directions!
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