"Boom!"
The blood-red banner fluttered above the summit and then suddenly fell. A moment later, the mountain slope suddenly changed. The Annam Protectorate, which had been desperately resisting, suddenly relaxed, like a bowstring that had been pulled taut to its limit and then suddenly lost its strength. In a flash, all the White Stone Legion soldiers, except for Duan Wuzhi's line of defense, subconsciously gave chase.
"Not good!"
Duan Wuzhi's eyes and ears were focused on all directions. When he saw this out of the corner of his eye, his eyelids suddenly twitched. At any other time, he would have had enough time to stop this, but at this time, Duan Wuzhi had only just opened his mouth to speak when a blood-red light washed over him. A massive saber slashed down with destructive energy, cleaving the heavens and splitting the earth.
Rumble!
Stellar Energy vibrated as the two tyrannical energies collided, transforming into a sharp pillar of energy that was several zhang thick. The order that Duan Wuzhi had been about to spit out was instantly swallowed by Zhao Wujiang's saber.
"Retreat immediately! Don't pursue! "
At the base of the mountain, Crown Prince Fengjiayi trembled as he saw this scene. His heart filled with panic, he involuntarily took a few steps forward. It was only when the cold wind blew that he realized what was happening. The battle cries on the summit shook the heavens, so how could he hear his own voice?
"Oh no! The same thing is happening again! "
"It's this move again!"
At the base of the mountain, Dalun Ruozan and Huoshu Huizang also paled. If they remembered correctly, not too long ago, the Annam Protectorate had used this exact same move to defeat the White Stone Legion.
"Kill! — — "
"Kill! — — "
"With the general holding the fort, the Annam Protectorate can't hold on much longer!"
… …
The White Stone Legion soldiers at the back had no idea what was happening in front of them. They only felt that the space in front of them had loosened and immediately squeezed through. The brilliance of Wang Chong in choosing this mountain to fight the final battle was once again reflected. The incline of the slope, coupled with the layers of steel walls covering the surface of the mountain, greatly limited the vision of the soldiers at the rear, making it impossible for them to discover the battle situation in front of them in a timely manner. Furthermore, Wang Chong had changed his tactics slightly.
Boom!
A group of people swarmed forward, and the originally orderly formation was once again thrown into disorder. Duan Wuzhi's suppressive effect immediately disappeared.
"Kill! — "
On the top of the mountain, the spearmen and axemen of the Annam Protectorate formed a tight formation. When the White Stone Legion's frontline fell into chaos, they stood like a wall and quickly charged over. Clang! Clang! Clang! The sound of metal clashing rang out incessantly, and waves of miserable screams resounded through the clouds. An army that fought on its own, without any organization or formation, was like a mass of loose sand. In front of a regular army, it was completely vulnerable.
Pu! Pu!
Cold spears pierced through the chest and out the back. In an instant, the soldiers of the White Stone Legion could not dodge in time and fell one after another.
One, two, three, four …
Ten, one hundred, one thousand …
…
In the blink of an eye, thousands of soldiers of the White Stone Legion had fallen one after another. In front of the Annam Protectorate, the chaotic soldiers of the White Stone Legion could not resist at all.
"All troops in the rear, press forward with all your strength. All troops in the front, hold down the frontline. Without orders, no one is allowed to pursue the enemy!"
Boom! In a flash, Duan Wuzhi fiercely pushed back Zhao Wujiang with a single slash of his sword. With a turn, he pulled away, and his entire face turned green. Before the battle, he had already planned to guard against this move of the Annam Protectorate, but he did not expect that even though he was prepared, he still fell for it.
"Boom!"
In a flash of bloody light, Zhao Wujiang's saber energy followed. Duan Wuzhi only had time to give this order before he was once more swept up by Zhao Wujiang's saber energy.
"Duan Wuzhi, you still have time to give orders? You should take care of yourself first! … Take a strike from me! "
"Damn it, Zhao Wujiang, do you think you can hold me down like this? I want you dead! "
… …
Duan Wuzhi's furious roars reached the heavens. But no matter how angry he was, the moment Wang Chong had sent out Zhao Wujiang, his advantage had been completely nullified.
But even so, Duan Wuzhi's order had still been effective.
The White Stone Legion had learned everything from the Tang Dynasty and the Tang Protectorate army. In terms of carrying out orders, they were not much inferior to the Tang Dynasty.
"Rear troops, follow! Advance in force! "
"Front troops, pull back! Hold the line!"
"Anyone who dares to charge into the formation will be immediately executed!"
"Hurry! Anyone who dares to slack off will be dealt with according to military law!"
… …
Hundreds of White Stone Legion officers revolved around Duan Wuzhi's order, and orders were quickly passed down through these leaders of the White Stone Legion. In a few short moments, the White Stone Legion was divided into two groups, using the crumbling front line as a base.
The crumbling White Stone Legion soldiers on the front line were cut off, and in the rear, the White Stone Legion quickly formed a new line of defense. Behind them, layers upon layers of White Stone Legion soldiers pressed forward. In the face of the one hundred thousand White Stone Legion soldiers, the previous wave of dispersal was completely insignificant.
"Duan Wuzhi has already grasped the essence of commanding troops. This is no longer a simple imitation, but a true grasp of the art of changing formations, forming his own style. It seems that in the many years that Gelofeng has ruled the Six Zhao of Erhai, he truly has carried out many bold and decisive reforms. At the very least, Mengshe Zhao truly does have the strength to challenge the Annam Protectorate. "
Wang Chong stood on the summit, looking down at the soldiers of the White Stone Legion as they swiftly restored order and stabilized the front line. He couldn't help but nod to himself. Even as an enemy, Wang Chong had to admit that Gelofeng's rule over the Six Zhao of Erhai and Mengshe Zhao's empire to this extent had not been a fluke.
The White Stone Legion led by Duan Wuzhi had caused great damage to Xianyu Zhongtong's Annam Protectorate in the Erhai plains. This was definitely not a coincidence.
Now, the Mengshe Zhao Empire indeed had the capital to expand its military. At the very least, in this wave of attack, the White Stone Legion was able to decisively abandon a portion of its soldiers and rebuild a new front line in a short period of time. This made the early tactical advantage of the Annam Protectorate disappear. This was not something that any legion could easily do.
"But unfortunately, it's still useless!"
Wang Chong sneered, made a hand gesture, and conveyed another order. The blood-red flag once again danced on the summit. Bang, bang, bang. All the soldiers of the White Stone Legion who had fallen into chaos and were abandoned were harvested, one by one, falling down like wooden stakes.
"Roar!"
With a roar, the sabersmen, spearmen, and axemen retreated while the shieldsmen charged forward. From the middle of the mountain, tens of thousands of Annam Protectorate soldiers once more charged at the White Stone Legion. But from the middle of the mountain up, the entire Annam Protectorate remained motionless. Xianyu Zhongtong, Wang Yan, Chen Shusun … and all the high-ranking officers of the Annam Protectorate, except for Zhao Wujiang, stood motionless from the middle of the mountain to the summit. It was like this battle had nothing to do with them.
"Kill!" "Kill!"
The countless Annam Protectorate soldiers once more charged at the formation of the White Stone Legion.
Pressing, constantly pressing …
The same scene repeated itself as tens of thousands of Great Tang soldiers continued to charge forward. Without Duan Wuzhi, the White Stone Legion could no longer pose a fatal threat to the Annam Protectorate.
Bang!
As the Annam Protectorate and the White Stone Legion charged at each other, the pressure and entanglement reaching their limits, the same thing happened once more.
"Retreat! Hurry and retreat! "
Caught off guard by the White Stone Legion, the Annam Protectorate at the very front suddenly began to retreat. And then, the strangest thing happened …
The tens of thousands of soldiers of the Whitestone Corps subconsciously chased after Wang Chong like a heavy fist striking the air. In just a few seconds, the orderly and disciplined White Stone Legion once more fell into the same chaos.
Dalun Ruozan, Huoshu Huizang, Gelofeng, Duan Gequan, Fengjiayi … right under the eyes of these formidable powerhouses of the southwest border, the White Stone Legion, under Wang Chong's command, once more fell into the same chaos and predicament.
Hiss!
At this moment, let alone these foreign powerhouses like Gelofeng and Huoshu Huizang, even the motionless Xianyu Zhongtong and Wang Yan on the summit of the mountain sucked in a deep breath.
Duan Wuzhi was already doing his utmost to avoid being 'seduced' by Wang Chong and falling into the same predicament. All the commanders of the White Stone Legion were also doing their utmost to maintain order, but in the blink of an eye, the entire White Stone Legion was once more being played around in the palm of Wang Chong's hand.
"Hiss, this kid … Duan Wuzhi is simply not his match. He's completely being played around in the palm of his hand!"
At the base of the mountain, in the battle formation, Dalun Ruozan had at some point stopped gently waving the fan in his hand. The corners of his mouth, which had always been calm and carefree, slowly tightened into a solemn expression.
"I'm afraid I've underestimated this kid …"
This was the only thought in Dalun Ruozan's mind at this moment.
All of Wang Chong's previous battles were meaningless to Dalun Ruozan, because he had never seen them at all. What he had really seen were the three battles between Wang Chong and the White Stone Legion. The first two battles did not leave too deep an impression on Dalun Ruozan. At most, he discovered that Wang Chong had some talent.
But when it came to the third time, when it was the battle before his eyes, the feeling was completely different.
No matter whether Duan Wuzhi was willing or not, no matter how hard the White Stone Legion generals worked, no matter how good their teamwork was, no matter how much the White Stone Legion had gone through … in front of the youth called Wang Chong at the top of the mountain, it was not worth mentioning at all.
A casual and simple order from Wang Chong had rendered Duan Wuzhi and the White Stone Legion generals' efforts to naught.
No matter how much vigilance and preparation the White Stone Legion soldiers had in their hearts, in front of the Annam Protectorate, they were completely unable to resist and once again fell into a trap.
"What a terrifying attainment in the art of war! This youth called Wang Chong is probably even more troublesome than we imagined. He will become the greatest obstacle for our Ouzan Empire in the southwest! "
As this thought flashed through his mind, Dalun Ruozan's brows suddenly furrowed deeply.
He never frowned easily, but now, everything had changed.
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