Amidst the torrential downpour, two figures walked side by side through the rolling hills.
"Jiao Serro, the Marshal is right in front of us. Have you thought about how you're going to explain things to him?"
Fengjiayi suddenly broke the silence as he led the remnants of his personal guards to Jiao Serro's side.
"I don't know."
Jiao Serro's reply was straightforward. The battle had already ended, and Jiao Serro had long ago dispersed his white tiger avatar. At this time, it was clear that Jiao Serro was a large man who was 1.8 meters tall. His entire body was covered in muscles, completely unlike the short Ouzan.
The nine sons of the Dragon were all different. Even among the Ouzan, not everyone was so short. Almost all the generals were tall and sturdy, completely different from the average Ouzan.
"Right now, right now, I don't know what to do either."
On Jiao Serro's right earlobe hung thick black iron earrings. When the earrings clanked together, the atmosphere was rather oppressive.
In the pursuit of Wang Yan and his son, fifty thousand of the nearly eighty thousand Ouzan warriors had died, and nearly seventy thousand had been wounded. This kind of crushing defeat was unprecedented. Everyone on the battlefield had been muddled from the fighting, and at least eighty percent of them had been unable to approach the front lines for more than two hours. It was only at the very end when the main army had been routed that they had encountered the pursuit of the Annam Protectorate.
This kind of crushing defeat … to tell the truth, even now, Jiao Serro still felt deeply humiliated.
The Ouzan were famed for their ferocity and bravery, and the Ouzan had never feared a strong enemy. But in this battle, from start to finish, the vast majority of them had been played around like headless flies. As the commander-in-chief, Jiao Serro could not escape the blame.
"That brat … he definitely isn't Wang Fu. Just who is he?"
Jiao Serro recalled the brat who was wearing Wang Fu's armor but was clearly not Wang Fu. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
Although they had fought this entire battle in a muddled fashion, losing out in terms of intelligence, there was one thing that Jiaosiluo had been clear about from start to finish. Everything had begun with that brat ascending the summit and taking over Wang Fu's military authority.
Although he and Fengjiayi were both valiant generals, when it came to the art of war, they were worlds apart from that brat. They were on completely different levels.
"Although I don't know his background, he's definitely not an ordinary person. With that kid's age, if he doesn't have any background, it's impossible for him to command the Annam Protectorate. "
A light flickered in Fengjiayi's eyes. How could he not be puzzled by this matter?
Fengjiayi rarely lost a battle. As the Crown Prince of Mengshe Zhao, an existence that even the Great Tang War God Wang Zhongsi praised, Fengjiayi was actually quite proud. Thus, although the Tang Dynasty was far stronger than Mengshe Zhao, Fengjiayi was a firm supporter of the war against the Tang Dynasty.
And the battle of Erhai had caused Fengjiayi's confidence to swell to the extreme.
The Tang Dynasty was set to lose, and the Annam Protectorate was also set to lose!
Mengshe Zhao could finally hold his head high and emerge from the shadow of the Tang Dynasty. He could finally become a true Crown Prince!
But it was at this moment that Fengjiayi suffered a defeat.
And a major defeat at that!
Fengjiayi had always been confident in this war against the Tang Dynasty, but now, for the first time, a variable had appeared on the battlefield of the southwest, a variable that was completely out of his control and he had no idea how it would develop.
This war is far from over. Sooner or later, we will fight again!
Fengjiayi quietly said to himself.
This defeat had been too sudden, and strictly speaking, the only Mengshe Zhao's soldiers who had participated in the battle were his personal guards. A battle of this level didn't mean anything at all. And besides, he hadn't been the one commanding Ouzan's soldiers. Given Fengjiayi's proud personality, he would never be willing to so easily admit defeat.
"But …"
Fengjiayi's eyelids suddenly rose, a faint light flashing through his eyes.
"The Tang army that appeared behind us was clearly not from the Annam Protectorate, nor was it the army led by the Wang Clan father and son. I can be sure that this army was definitely not from Lion City. Jiao Serro, didn't the Tang Dynasty's reinforcements already be defeated by the Great General? "
"Yes, this is absolutely true. You don't think that the Great General would lie, do you? "
Jiao Serro froze for a moment before suddenly realizing.
"Sixty thousand soldiers were completely wiped out, not a single one left?"
Fengjiayi asked.
"This … how could this be? That place isn't flat ground. Wiping them all out is easier said than done. "
Jiao Serro said.
"How do you put it? Even if we killed a portion of them, there were still quite a few fish that escaped the net? I understand. Jiao Serro, the Tang Dynasty's capital, has an incredible opponent come this time. "
Fengjiayi narrowed his eyes, his gaze seeming to pierce through the gray mist to see something.
"Milord, there's a report from the front that the Great General has discovered Xianyu Zhongtong's Annam Protectorate and has ordered you to quickly lead the army over."
At this moment, the galloping of hooves came from up ahead.
"Go! Hurry! "
Fengjiayi and Jiao Sizang grimaced as they waved their hands and led the army forward. As the sky darkened, the rain continued to pour down, making it harder and harder to see. The war horses clattered against the ground. The twenty thousand strong army did not have any distractions as they hastened forward.
Whether it was Fengjiayi or Jiao Sizang, neither of them noticed that the surrounding atmosphere had become rather strange. Of the ten scouts that had been sent out, at least eight had not returned. But they were in no mood to worry about such things.
"Kiiiill! … "
Just as the army passed through a dense hilly area, suddenly, a burst of battle cries came from the gray rain. Before anyone could react, one thick ballista bolt after another whistled through the air. The Ouzan cavalry of Neigh didn't even have time to dodge before they were shot down along with their horses.
"Not good! All soldiers, on guard! Enemy attack! … "
The Ouzan guard's warning resounded through the heavens. Everything happened so suddenly that all the horses were startled and stood up one after another.
But before they could react, a familiar voice rang out in their ears.
"Hahaha, Fengjiayi, Jiao Serro, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Do you really think you can escape? Hand over your lives! "
Rumble! Countless Tang soldiers charged out from their hiding places.
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"Damn it, it's that brat!"
Jiao Serro and Fengjiayi both paled at this voice.
Although they still didn't know where that mysterious youth had come from, they could never forget that unique voice.
"What's going on here? How did he know we were here! "
Jiaosiluo's shock was no small matter.
In their battle with Wang Chong's forces, they had been pursued far away and had expended a great deal of effort to successfully retreat. Afterwards, they had made a long detour through the rain, almost a large circle. They had believed that they had escaped from Wang Chong's forces, but they had not expected to run into them again after making such a big circle.
Seventy thousand, eighty thousand soldiers had been killed until only twenty-thousand-some remained. This army was like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bow, its morale at an all-time low.
Even Fengjiayi and Jiao Serro were not willing to run into Wang Chong's forces at this time.
"Retreat!"
Panicked shouts resounded through the sky. Fengjiayi and Jiao Serro were pale, their faces devoid of any will to fight. They hurriedly urged their horses to gallop back in the direction the army had come from. Fengjiayi's forces had reacted very quickly, but Wang Chong had carefully prepared this ambush and chosen to attack when they were halfway through. How could he let them retreat so easily?
"You barbarians, hand over your lives! — — "
Horse hooves hurriedly galloped through the rain. A force of four to five thousand cavalry galloped forward, leaving a trail of dust in their wake.
"Careful of the enemy!"
The Tibetan horsemen began to yell and shout.
"Boom!"
Before many people could react, the Tang cavalry had already crashed into the Tibetan ranks like a thunderbolt. Translated by: Hypersheep325 Edited by: Michyrr
"Damn it! Stop them!"
"They don't have many people! Don't be afraid!"
"Kill them! Four to five thousand soldiers dare to charge at us? Don't be afraid! Kill them all!"
… …
The ferocity and bravery of the Ouzan people were carved into their bones. Four to five thousand soldiers dared to charge at more than twenty thousand Ouzan elites. The Ouzan cavalry were all infuriated by this sight. Clangclangclang! At the rear of the army, the fleeing Ouzan soldiers suddenly turned around and engaged in fierce combat with the Tang Dynasty cavalry.
In just a moment, the two armies clashed with each other and mixed together. The neighing of horses, the clanging of fighting, and the clanging of metal mixed together. It was too late for anyone to stop them.
"Damn it! Retreat! Quickly retreat! Everyone, hear my order! Don't get tangled up with them! This Tang army's goal is to hold us down! "
Fengjiayi anxiously yelled. How could four to five thousand Tang soldiers defeat more than twenty thousand heavily armored Ouzan cavalry?
Thus, the goal of this force of cavalry had never been to kill them, but to hold them down. Infantry were far slower than cavalry. In normal circumstances, even if there was an ambush, they would still be able to escape unscathed. But now, it was all too late.
This brat is too cunning!
Fengjiayi silently cursed.
"Kiiiill! "Kill!"
The situation was developing exactly as Fengjiayi had predicted. Just when several thousand Ouzan cavalry were about to turn and engage the Tang people, countless Tang dynasty infantry surged out from behind the hills. Before they had even arrived, all kinds of flying axes, spears, and master archers had already begun firing.
Thwishthwishthwish!
With a shrill whistle, one Ouzan soldier after another fell to the ground.
The Annam Protectorate attacked in wave after wave. The four thousand cavalry took the vanguard, the master archers in the second wave, and the axemen, spearmen, and shieldmen in the third wave … the attack came in wave after wave, as smooth as flowing water, without the slightest delay. The might displayed by the forty thousand Annam Protectorate soldiers in Wang Chong's hands was completely different from before.
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