"Prime Minister, what does this brat mean by this? He's already at this level? Does he still have some tricks up his sleeve? "
Longqinba turned his head to look at Dalun Ruozan.
His battle with Sun Liuyue had consumed a great deal of Stellar Energy, and his armor was covered in scars, many of which had even been cut open, revealing the mangled flesh beneath.
But even so, Longqinba had still maintained a vigorous fighting spirit.
Dalun Ruozan said nothing while Huoshu Huizang slightly frowned. In the past, he might not have been so dismissive of Wang Chong, but he would have only given him a few more glances, just a few glances.
But now was different. Wang Chong's battle halos could even have a significant effect on his Vairocana Buddha. And if what Wang Chong said was true and he felt that he could win this battle, not even Huoshu Huizang could maintain his composure.
Although he didn't care about Wang Chong's individual strength, he couldn't help but care about the outcome of this battle. After all, his mission as a general was not to defeat his opponent, but to win.
"Dalun Ruozan, what do you think he means by this?"
To Huoshu Huizang's flabbergasted gaze, Huoshu Huizang actually turned to Dalun Ruozan.
"Milord, do you really think that he can win?"
Longqinba called out, a look of disbelief on his face.
"It's better to believe that it's true than not."
Dalun Ruozan deeply creased his brow, a pensive look on his face.
"You've seen this brat's abilities. Although not every word he says is true, not every word he says is false. Moreover, at this stage, there's no need for him to use these little tricks … "
"Pass on my order. All soldiers are to be on guard. In this period of time, have ten groups of soldiers take turns keeping an eye on the Tang people. In addition, use kerosene to set up a campfire in the camp. All the blind spots must be illuminated. When the patrols go in and out, including Mengshe Zhao's men, use the secret code. We can't give them the slightest opportunity. "
It had not been long since Wang Chong led the Tang people to disguise themselves as Mengshe Zhao's people to attack Ouzan. Dalun Ruozan did not want to make any mistakes at this time. If they allowed Wang Chong to successfully raid the camp and snatch more water, the chances of the Ouzan Empire's strategy failing would increase with every day of delay.
Wang Zhongsi had left the capital of the Tang dynasty. The current situation was completely different from the beginning. Now Dalun Ruozan was more anxious than Gelofeng.
"Yes, your subordinate obeys."
As soon as Dalun Ruozan's voice fell, a few Ouzan messengers quickly received the order and left.
…
"General, what should we do now?"
On the other side, in a tent far away from Ouzan's people, no one expected that two figures were gathered together. One was the ruler of Mengshe Zhao, and the other was the general of Mengshe Zhao.
At this time, even Crown Prince Feng was excluded and had no chance to meet them, let alone others.
"Your Majesty, you have seen the fighting power of the Tang people in today's battle. If we attack them by force, I'm afraid that we will suffer heavy losses. Even if we succeed, we will have to pay a huge price. The loss outweighs the gain. Dalun Ruozan has already destroyed their water source. On this point, Dalun Ruozan and I have the same view. Let's call a truce for three days. Although we don't have much time left, we have to wait. "
Duan Gequan's voice came from the tent.
The only general of Mengshe Zhao had been hiding behind the scenes and was a man of few words. It was not until now that it was revealed that the real commander of this battle was actually Duan Gequan, not Gelofeng.
"The key is the youngest son of the Wang family. If not for him, we would have won long ago."
Gelofeng said.
Now, whenever she thought of that boy, the youngest son of the Wang family, Gelofeng felt like there was a thorn in her back, and she couldn't even swallow her food. In terms of strength, for a strong warrior like Gelofeng, a warrior like Wang Chong was completely like an ant, not even qualified to carry his shoes.
If it were any other place, Gelofeng could easily crush him to death.
However, what Wang Chong was best at was not martial strength, but the most important thing on the battlefield, the art of war. Moreover, when the two armies fought, the barrier was clear. Wang Chong stood at the top of the mountain, surrounded by an impenetrable wall. Who knew how many experts were protecting him, including Wang Yan and Xianyu Zhongtong.
Therefore, no matter how much Ouzan and Mengshe Zhao wanted to kill him, even the intelligent Dalun Ruozan couldn't do anything to him.
— — It wasn't that easy to behead the enemy's commander.
"Don't worry, in the final battle three days later, when the Annam Protectorate is completely wiped out, that youngest son of Wang Yan naturally won't be able to escape."
Duan Gequan said calmly.
"Did you see anything today, general?"
Geluofeng hurriedly asked, his heart thumping.
"Although it hasn't reached the level that Your Majesty thinks, it's not far from it."
Duan Gequan nodded.
"Although the Wang family's attainments in the art of war are unimaginable, even Zhangchou Jianqiong can't compare to him. However, he isn't the true commander of the Annam Protectorate, and the Annam Protectorate wasn't personally trained by him. To be able to raise the fighting strength of the Annam Protectorate to this level in such a short time is already impressive enough.
"However, there are some flaws that can't be fixed no matter what."
Duan Gequan said calmly. An astonishing light flashed across his eyes, but it quickly dimmed, and everything returned to silence.
The tent also returned to silence.
… …
This day was equally difficult for Ouzan, Mengshe Zhao, and the Tang dynasty. While the commanders of Ouzan and Mengshe Zhao were discussing countermeasures, the core commanders of the Tang dynasty were also gathered at the top of the mountain.
However, this time, it wasn't just Wang Chong, The Eagle, and Chen Shusun. Even Xianyu Zhongtong, Wang Yan, and Sun Liuyue were gathered at the top of the mountain.
The six of them sat cross-legged on the ground in a circle.
In the center was a crude sand table. Around the mountain in the center of the table was a map of the distribution of the Mengshe – Ü-Tsang army.
Standing on the summit and looking down from above, it was far too easy to create such a crude sand table.
"Chong-er, no matter what, reaching this step is already beyond our expectations. Neither I, nor Lord Xianyu, will blame you. "
Wang Yan was the first to break the silence.
The casualties had already been reported. In this battle, the Annam Protectorate had suffered significant losses. Including the reinforcements from Wang Yan and Wang Chong, they had originally had an army of nearly one hundred thousand. Now, they only had sixty-thousand-some left.
And this was not the crux of the problem, but the water source.
With the Annam Protectorate's water source destroyed and the gurgling water gushing out like a waterfall, even the slowest of soldiers understood the situation they were in.
"Lord Wang is correct. No matter what the result is, no matter what the outcome is, we will not blame you."
Xianyu Zhongtong also consoled, his voice tinged with understanding.
The Annam Protectorate had already been defeated on the shores of the Erhai. It was already a miracle that they had been able to delay until now. The army of the southwest was currently beset by both internal and external threats. It was like a dragon trapped in shallow waters, in desperate straits.
And the existences of Huoshu Huizang, Dalun Ruozan, Gelofeng, and Duan Gequan had completely cut off their path of retreat.
There was no need to say what awaited the Annam Protectorate.
"Correct, Young Master. No matter what, no one will blame you. At the very least, we've already made the Ouzan and Mengshe Zhao pay the price. "
Sun Liuyue was seated cross-legged on the ground as he spoke.
Sun Liuyue was a taciturn man who never liked to speak. For him to say such words, it was clear that this youngest young master of the Wang Clan had truly won his respect and approval.
"No! Father, Lord Protector-General, I know what you're thinking. But this battle is still far from reaching the level you think it is. At least, not yet. "
A bright light flashed through Wang Chong's eyes as he suddenly put on a serious expression.
"Young Master, there's no need to comfort us …"
Chen Shusun couldn't help but say as he patted Wang Chong on the shoulder.
"Uncle Chen, I'm not joking with you."
Wang Chong shook his head, his expression extremely solemn.
"The words that I said to Dalun Ruozan were not just for show," Wang Chong said.
"Buzz!"
In a flash, the summit was eerily still. Everyone stared at Wang Chong in shock.
"Chong-er, what do you mean?"
Wang Yan frowned.
Not even he, as his father, understood what Wang Chong meant. Could it be that at this stage, there was still room to retaliate?
"Young Master means that we can still defeat them?"
Sun Liuyue asked in surprise.
Although he wasn't particularly skilled in the art of war, he could still tell who was stronger and who was weaker, who was winning and who was losing. In the current situation, the water source had been destroyed. As long as Dalun Ruozan and the others held their ground, the Annam Protectorate was almost certain to lose.
Moreover, the armies of the Tang Dynasty were good at fighting on foot, not on horseback. If they abandoned the steel defenses of the mountain and went down the mountain to seek battle, they would be cutting off their own limbs. Ouzan's men wouldn't even need three days to wipe out the entire army of the Annam Protectorate.
"Sixth Uncle, you've misunderstood me."
Wang Chong shook his head.
"War is never purely a battle between armies, but a continuation of politics. What decides the outcome of a war isn't just the fate on the battlefield, but also the outcome 'outside the battlefield'. The battlefield of the southwest between the Tang Dynasty and Ouzan and Mengshe Zhao has never been just this one place. At least, it's not for me. "
The group glanced at each other. Let alone Xianyu Zhongtong, even Wang Yan, his father, was somewhat dumbfounded. He had no idea what Wang Chong was talking about.
War was war. To these pure soldiers, war had always been as simple as defeating the opponent in front of them. Everything else had nothing to do with it.
As for 'war is a continuation of politics', not even a veteran general like Wang Yan had ever heard of such a theory, much less anyone else.
The group surrounded Wang Chong, wanting to say something, but not knowing where to start.
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