"What a pity!"
Wang Chong couldn't help but sigh as he watched Longqinba suddenly charge down the mountain.
"That's right! Truly a pity! If he had waited just a little longer, Longqinba wouldn't have been able to escape! Although he didn't react in time, Huoshu Huizang reacted! "
Luoji added.
"What a pity for this chance!"
A voice came from nearby. In the rear of the army, fifty-some zhang from Wang Chong's group, one figure after another slowly walked out. Now that Longqinba had left, these people no longer needed to conceal their auras. Storm after storm of energy began to rise from their bodies.
All of them had an aura that was not one bit inferior to that of Luoji or Lin Wushou. It was obvious that these people were the highest-ranking generals of the Annam Protectorate.
The Annam Protectorate didn't have many other things, but it had the most high-ranking generals.
If Longqinba had reacted just a little later, the ten-some generals working together with Wang Chong, Luoji, and the thousands of Annam Protectorate elites around them would have been more than enough to keep Longqinba here.
"Kiiiill!" "…"
Only after escaping from the battle and hearing the roars of fighting did they realize the thick aura of the battlefield.
Without Duan Wuzhi, without Jiao Serro, and even with Longqinba's retreat, the remaining White Stone Legion and Ouzan cavalry could no longer hold against the charge of the Annam Protectorate and began to retreat down the mountain like the receding tide.
"Young Master, what do we do now?"
Everyone turned to Wang Chong.
"Hmph, if Huoshu Huizang wants to retreat, do you think he can retreat without leaving something behind?"
Wang Chong, still wearing the armor of the Mengshe Zhao soldiers, sneered as he looked down the mountain. In the previous defeat, the Mengshe – Ü-Tsang army had been so densely packed that they had reached the midpoint of the mountain.
On the surface of the mountain were eighty to ninety thousand Mengshe – Ü-Tsang soldiers.
Wang Chong's initial strategic goal had been achieved!
At a time like this, Huoshu Huizang would be underestimating him if he wanted his army to retreat easily.
"Activate the plan. Generals, return to your positions and begin the harvest!"
"Yes, young master!"
…
Everyone had complete trust in Wang Chong. One by one, they turned around and left. Even Luoji had left. At least Zhao Wujiang and Xu Shiping, who were seriously injured, would be taken care of.
Shouts and shouts could be heard from the base of the slope. The Tang Dynasty soldiers charging down from the summit had already delayed a large number of Mengshe – Ü-Tsang soldiers.
"Almost there!"
Wang Chong smiled coldly, and then began the most important scene of this battle.
Bang!
Wang Chong raised his right foot high and then stomped it down. Rumble! The entire world fell silent, and even time seemed to stop.
As Wang Chong's right foot descended, ripples began to spread out from Wang Chong's foot.
Wherever these ripples passed, the Tang Dynasty soldiers showed no reaction. However, a hundred zhang from Wang Chong, a Mengshe Zhao soldier's foot flashed, and a milky-white halo suddenly appeared. Then a second, a third, a fourth … in the end, the halo spread from the entire White Stone Legion to all the Ouzan soldiers on the mountain.
Without any warning, all the Mengshe – Ü-Tsang soldiers on the surface of the mountain suddenly dropped in strength, their cultivation dropping by several levels!
"What's going on here?"
Everyone paled in fright.
The Mengshe – Ü-Tsang soldiers had originally been around the same level as the Annam Protectorate soldiers, but now, their strength had dropped by several levels. Their strength, speed, and dexterity were all reduced, and even their speed of escape was clearly reduced.
No one had expected this!
On the other side, all the Tang Dynasty soldiers of the Annam Protectorate were invigorated. As mortal enemies of the southwest, the Mengshe Zhao soldiers and the Ouzan soldiers were all too familiar with each other.
The change in the Mengshe – Ü-Tsang army was immediately sensed by the Annam Protectorate of the Tang Dynasty.
"Kiiiill!" "Kiiiill!"
A heaven-shaking war cry resounded through the sky. All the Annam Protectorate soldiers were invigorated and began to madly attack. Bangbangbang! One after another, Mengshe Zhao and Ouzan soldiers fell.
These opponents who had been like gods of slaughter suddenly became incredibly weak. Their defeat and the massive drop in strength meant that in just a few moments, the Mengshe – Ü-Tsang army had lost nearly ten thousand soldiers.
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"Run!"
Panic spread through the Mengshe – Ü-Tsang army like a plague. Even the valiant Ouzan cavalry began to panic.
"Kill!"
The Mengshe – Ü-Tsang army fled in a frenzy while the Annam Protectorate soldiers pursued from behind. Corpses piled up on the ground, blood gushing out like rivers.
There was no need for Wang Chong to direct or push the army.
"Dalun Ruozan, let's see what you do next!"
With a cold smile, Wang Chong turned his back and began to stride toward the summit. At his side, the fully-armored Tang soldiers surged forward like a tide, but when these soldiers got close to Wang Chong, they would automatically move to the sides.
"Young Master!"
On the summit, Chen Shusun was completely convinced and respectfully bowed. This attitude was even more respectful than when he was facing Xianyu Zhongtong or Wang Yan.
In this aspect, Chen Shusun was completely subservient to Wang Chong.
Dalun Ruozan had arranged for Long Qinzan to infiltrate the army in order to gain the upper hand by a show of strength and kill the Great Tang commanders, but in the end, he had failed by a single move. Not only had his plan been foiled, he had even lost Jiaosiluo.
Jiao Serro had escaped calamity after calamity, finally retreating to the ranks of the Mengshe – Ü-Tsang army. He was only several zhang away from his mount, but in the end, he had still fallen in front of Wang Chong.
From start to finish, he had never been able to escape Wang Chong's schemes.
This valiant Ouzan general who had killed countless Tang Dynasty soldiers since the war of the southwest had ultimately fallen to Wang Chong.
If Wang Chong had not killed him, who knew how many more people would have died at his hands?
"There's no need for such courtesy!"
Wang Chong waved his hand, taking off the Mengshe Zhao helmet from his head and tossing it to the side. In the battle with Fengjiayi, he had obtained several pieces of Mengshe Zhao armor, and now they were finally put to use.
In the war between the Tang Dynasty and Mengshe Zhao, Mengshe Zhao had disguised themselves as Tang people many times to gather information, spy, and even assassinate. Mengshe Zhao knew how to use this tactic, and Wang Chong was simply giving them a taste of their own medicine.
After taking off the Mengshe Zhao armor, Wang Chong extended his right hand to the banner on the summit, to the other Wang Chong standing motionless on the banner.
"Young Master, this subordinate has succeeded!"
The guard pretending to be Wang Chong lowered his head, took off his helmet, and respectfully placed it in Wang Chong's hand. Although Wang Chong was very young, no one in the army dared to look down on him because of this.
"General Chen, are you ready for what's coming next? The Mengshe – Ü-Tsang army has suffered a loss and definitely won't let the matter rest. This war is far from over! "
Wang Chong took the armor from the thin guard's hands and slowly put it on. As he spoke, his gaze swept over the nearby summit, where the brave and skilled elites of the Tang Dynasty were still standing like a forest of spears, motionless.
These forty thousand soldiers were Wang Chong's final trump card, his final reliance.
Now was not yet the time to use them.
"Young Master, be at ease. Everything has been ordered!"
Chen Shusun sternly said.
He was currently treating Wang Chong like a god. No matter what order Wang Chong gave him, even if he was told to jump off a cliff, Chen Shusun would do it without hesitation.
"Mm."
Wang Chong only smiled and gave a slight nod of his head, saying no more.
"Dalun Ruozan, it's your turn!"
Zhao Wujiang and Jiao Serro had only been the first clash between Wang Chong and Dalun Ruozan, the intelligent Ouzan.
This was only the second!
Wang Chong was well aware that he had completely attracted the attention of this Ouzan Prime Minister of the Ngari Royal Lineage. Longqinba's appearance was the best proof of this.
"I'm truly looking forward to it! Dalun Ruozan, with me here, you will never succeed! "
Wang Chong once more stood on the summit, gazing at that figure at the base of the mountain, wearing a wide-sleeved robe and a feather fan.
Even to Great Generals of the Central Plains like Geshu Han and Fomonlința, Dalun Ruozan was an extremely difficult existence to deal with!
In the war of the southwest, it was said that Ouzan had moved south at the request of the King of Mengshe Zhao, Gelofeng.
But to Wang Chong, even without Gelofeng's request, Ouzan would still have moved south. The more than two hundred thousand cavalry had left the plateau and descended had all been orchestrated by Dalun Ruozan.
Huoshu Huizang was nothing more than a sharp blade in his hands.
The southwest was far from his goal. Unlike Gelofeng, Dalun Ruozan's ambitions were far greater, and what he wanted was far from what Gelofeng could give him.
If no one came to stop him, Dalun Ruozan would become a mortal malady for the Tang Dynasty.
"… So, come! This will be your final stop, Dalun Ruozan! "
Wang Chong's robes flapped in the wind as he stared at that figure down the mountain, his eyes shining with a scorching light.
Meanwhile, at the base of the mountain, Dalun Ruozan stood in the midst of the fierce winds, every strand of his hair blown about in the wind. At this moment, Dalun Ruozan was as restless as the turbulent winds.
On the summit, large swathes of the Mengshe – Ü-Tsang army were toppling like weeds, their corpses rolling down the mountain. This sight left everyone deeply stunned.
At this moment, the five hundred thousand soldiers of the army could clearly sense the strength of the one hundred thousand soldiers on the summit!
But it was different for Dalun Ruozan.
Dalun Ruozan could sense a wordless challenge in the air.
"He's challenging me!"
As Dalun Ruozan gazed at that figure on the summit, his expression slowly turned grave.
No one had ever dared to use this sort of method to challenge him on this battlefield. Not even Zhangchou Jianqiong had done this. But this youth from the capital of the Tang Dynasty had done it.
Jiao Serro's death was not an isolated incident!
This was a silent declaration and challenge!
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