Young Master, we've won! "
On the mountain, Chen Shusun was overjoyed at the sight of the tens of thousands of Mengshe – Ü-Tsang soldiers fleeing in disarray. This was no small battle. Now that the Mengshe – Ü-Tsang army had retreated, the mountains and plains were covered in corpses, their bodies piled high like a sea.
The war banners of the White Stone Legion were strewn across the battlefield, their corpses sticking out of the ground!
This cruel scene was the best symbol of the Tang Dynasty's victory!
One hundred thousand Annam Protectorate soldiers against one hundred and ten thousand Mengshe – Ü-Tsang soldiers, forty thousand of whom were stationed on the summit and had not taken part in the battle.
But in the end, seventy thousand soldiers died, nearly eighty thousand soldiers of the Mengshe – Ü-Tsang army. On the Erhai plains, the White Stone Legion that had once caused the Annam Protectorate a great deal of trouble and killed many Tang soldiers was almost crippled. Even Duan Wuzhi had been heavily injured. To the soldiers of the Annan Protectorate, this was an unimaginable victory.
And in this battle, the Tang Dynasty had lost less than ten thousand soldiers!
This was simply unimaginable to those who had experienced the cruel battles on the shores of the Erhai!
On the summit, the eyes of the guards flashed, their gazes on Wang Chong brimming with respect, even worship. Although Wang Chong was only a teenager and his figure was extremely thin, in the eyes of the crowd, the voice of the youth before them seemed to be unprecedentedly majestic, as if it was a heavy mountain.
"Reporting! The old general has sent word. On the battlefield, one must not be arrogant and conceited. He hopes that Milord can guard against arrogance and continue to maintain it! "
"Reporting! Lord Protector-General, a message has been sent. Young Master's achievements are obvious to all. This seat will report everything that happened today to the Imperial Court and recommend Young Master! "
… …
Two messengers with banners on their backs appeared on the summit one after the other, passing on the will of the two highest commanders of the southwest army. Hearing these words, Wang Chong subconsciously turned around and looked at the dense and motionless army not far away from the mountain peak.
Although the summit was crowded with soldiers, Wang Chong was still able to recognize the backs of his father and Annan Protector-General Xianyu Zhongtong at a glance.
The two of them, one on the east and one on the west, faced each other with their backs to him.
Although he couldn't see their expressions and they hadn't even glanced in his direction, Wang Chong could sense that their gazes had always been focused on him.
"Father …"
Wang Chong looked at his father's tall and sturdy back that was as heavy as a cliff, and his heart was filled with warmth.
His father rarely praised him, and it was not in his nature to say such things. There wasn't a hint of praise in the words the orderly conveyed to him, but Wang Chong knew very well that given his father's personality, it was already a great compliment.
There was no doubt that his father had also seen his own merits.
In those few words, Wang Chong could sense his father's deep support!
"Young Master, look! What's that?"
Suddenly, a startled voice interrupted Wang Chong's thoughts. Ah Zhong turned his head, but before he could clearly see what was going on, Ah Zhong could hear the rumbling of thousands of people shouting at the same time.
From his vantage point on the summit, he could see countless porters, peasants, and laborers busying about in the Mengshe – Ü-Tsang army.
It's Mengshe Zhao's people!
This thought flashed through Wang Chong's mind. Ouzan was a long distance away, and the people of Ouzan made a living as herders. If they wanted porters, peasants, and laborers, they could only recruit Mengshe Zhao's people.
"Milord, what are they doing?"
On the summit, Luoji and the Black Dragon Bandit members walked up, their eyes filled with confusion as they looked down the mountain. Because of the distance and the cover of the army, even from the summit, they couldn't see what was happening clearly.
Wang Chong said nothing, countless thoughts flitting through his mind as he stared at the distant shouts.
It's a siege weapon!
Suddenly, as he saw half a piece of wood flash by, Wang Chong suddenly realized something.
"What?!"
Chen Shusun's expression flickered at Wang Chong's words. Siege weapons? Wasn't that what the Mengshe – Ü-Tsang army had used in Lion City? But siege weapons were large and cumbersome, making them extremely inconvenient to transport. As a result, many armies used local materials, abandoning them after a single use.
But there weren't any large siege weapons in the area, much less any trees that could be used as materials. Where had the merchants gotten siege weapons?
"Dalun Ruozan truly is formidable!"
Wang Chong was not as confused as Chen Shusun. After a moment's thought, Wang Chong understood. Modular assembly was a technology that belonged to another world. The steel walls that Wang Chong had set up on the mountain had been built using this technology.
Every tall steel wall was actually made up of countless small steel modules.
Dalun Ruozan's technology was clearly not that advanced, nor did his siege weapons need to be so complex and advanced. But there was no question that he was thinking along the same lines as Wang Chong.
The Tang Dynasty was renowned for its valiant infantry and defensive formations, and Xianyu Zhongtong was even more skilled in city defense. Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated. Dalun Ruozan had undoubtedly predicted this in Lion City, which was why he had dismantled those siege weapons and brought them here to reassemble them.
Without a doubt, the current situation was exactly as he had predicted. The steel walls that Wang Chong had brought here had transformed this place into a massive city, even larger than Lion City.
At the very least, Lion City had not been this tall, nor had it been this tall. Even if Ouzan's cavalry had charged into the city, they would not have been so heavily restricted and weakened.
"As expected, he's a formidable foe!"
Wang Chong said to himself. If the commander today had been Xianyu Zhongtong, the Annam Protectorate would have been doomed. But unfortunately, he had run into him.
"Pass on my order. Have the entire army get ready!"
Wang Chong said with a wave of his sleeve.
"Yes, your subordinate will obey!"
Layers upon layers of orders were passed down from the top of the mountain.
"Dalun Ruozan, let's see who's more formidable! My friend, let's see how you destroy my city wall formation. "
Whoosh!
A fierce wind blew, and at some point, dark clouds had gathered in the sky. Mm, these dark clouds shone over the Annam Protectorate and the mountain. Winds foretold a storm, and at this moment, the Great Tang army was deathly still.
Deep within the enemy army, the shouts and chants were growing more and more ear-piercing. A stifling atmosphere pervaded the air.
Although the war had come to an end, at first it was already over, but the tension that followed was simply suffocating!
Rumble!
After what seemed like an instant but also like countless eons, there was a flash of light from the Mengshe – Ü-Tsang army. A massive ball of fire rose up from the enemy ranks like a blazing sun, and then it began to grow in size as it flew toward the mountain where Wang Chong's forces were …
"Aaaah!" One!
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