Dayan Mangpoje was even calmer than he had imagined, and this was not a good omen. But the more Dayan Mangpoje was like this, the more Wang Chong wanted to get rid of him. A person who acted crazily but was also cool-headed was definitely a powerful foe of the Tang Dynasty.
For the sake of Qixi and the Central Plains, he had to think of a way to get rid of him.
Moo!
Just as he was thinking, a strange roar suddenly came from the opposite side. The war horses neighed, and the atmosphere of the battlefield was somber. This roar was exceptionally ear-piercing.
"Mm?"
Wang Chong suddenly raised his head. He saw that the vast army of Ouzan soldiers had suddenly become restless. And in front of the Ouzan army, Dayan Mangpoje gave Wang Chong a profound glance, a strange light in his eyes. Suddenly, he pulled on the reins, turned his horse around, and vanished into the army.
"Marquis, something's wrong. That's not the sound of a warhorse!"
Xu Keyi suddenly said. Logically speaking, when two armies were fighting and both sides were riding horses, there shouldn't be any sound other than that of a warhorse. But no matter what, that roar just now was definitely not that of a warhorse.
"It really isn't a warhorse!"
Wang Chong sternly said, his expression grave. Xu Keyi had only heard that something was wrong, but Wang Chong had already recognized what it was.
"That's the Ouzan's … yaks!"
"Rumble!"
As if in response to Wang Chong's words, the earth suddenly quaked and a heaven-shaking boom came from across the battlefield. More than two thousand zhang away, the vast Tibetan army parted like a wave. In the middle of the army were tens of thousands of black yaks, roaring and stamping their hooves, their sharp horns aimed at the distant City of Steel as they galloped at full speed.
"Haaa! … "
The muscles of the thousands of black yaks bulged, their moos rising and falling like waves in the sea. Behind them, a cloud of dust soared into the sky. In an instant, everyone's expressions changed.
"Marquis!"
Everyone paled and turned to Wang Chong.
No one had expected the Ouzan to use this sort of tactic in a battle of cavalry. These yaks lived on the plateau and had massive bodies, sharp horns, and bulging muscles. Charging at this speed, each of them had the strength of nearly one thousand jin.
Tens of thousands of horns of the plateau charged in through the gaps in the high walls. The first wave would probably cause chaos on his side.
"Marquis, these yaks are blocking their ears!"
Cheng Sanyuan suddenly said, his expression fraught with worry.
He had participated in the war of the southwest with Wang Chong, and at the time, Gelofeng had used the elephants of Mengshe Zhao's forest to charge, but Wang Chong had used the 'Lion's Roar' to frighten them into fleeing. On the other hand, the Mengshe – Ü-Tsang army had been thrown into chaos.
But this time, it was different. The yaks had extremely long and thick fur that covered their ears, greatly reducing the effect of the sound. But right now, all the yaks were still using something to block their ears.
It was obvious that Dayan Mangpoje and the others had learned their lesson from the war of the southwest and were prepared for this move.
The winds howled, and the air was fraught with tension. Each rumble of the yaks seemed to be stomping on the hearts of the soldiers. Everyone subconsciously turned to Wang Chong.
… …
"That brat from the Wang Clan is probably dead this time!"
In the distance, Fomonlința was also observing the battlefield. Even though Fomonlința hated Dayan Mangpoje to the bone and wanted nothing more than to kill him with his own hands. But even Fomonlința had to admit that this Ouzan madman was rather formidable.
If the other Ouzan commanders had the advantage in numbers, they would charge recklessly. The dead Buluhu was the best example.
But Dayan Mangpoje was different.
He seemed crazy, irascible, and his actions did not follow common sense at all. But he was also terrifyingly thorough. He had the White Braves and forty to fifty thousand soldiers. Even in the face of such an overwhelming victory, he was still able to endure. In addition, he had mobilized thousands of yaks to serve as the vanguard.
If Fomonlința had been in Wang Chong's shoes, he would not have been able to survive such meticulousness.
Wang Chong's only path of retreat was to retreat through the triangular gap and return to Wushang. But if he did so, the nine thousand craftsmen behind him would be reduced to ghosts under the hooves of Ouzan's cavalry. If that brat really dared to do so, Fomonlința would submit memorials to him until he died.
"Ha, if the heavens do this, you can still live. You can't live if you do this to yourself! "
Fomonlința sneered as he looked at Wang Chong and the five thousand Wushang cavalry like he was looking at a dead man. He had no sympathy for Wang Chong. Since he had overestimated his own strength and dared to enter the plateau, it was easy to imagine the consequences. Moreover … this brat had dared to oppose him!
"Milord, look!"
Just as he was thinking, he heard a cry of alarm. Fomonlința's eyelids twitched. He raised his head and saw a sudden change in the distance. Just after the first wave of yaks, thousands of special cavalry suddenly rushed to the front from Dayan Mangpoje's camp.
These cavalry had a large white sack on each side. Each of them sat on their horses, put their hands into the sack, grabbed something, and raised it. Whoosh, in an instant, countless amounts of white powder shot into the air. As the air current surged, it created a vast expanse of white "fog" on this plateau.
The speed of the air was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it had caught up to the charging yaks and spread rapidly. In just a few breaths' time, the plateau was filled with white fog. Even Fomonlința could not see what was going on.
"Woo! — — "
The bleak and sonorous yak horns began to blare, the earth quaking, and the neighing of thousands of horses could be heard in the white fog. Dayan Mangban's army had also begun to move out. At first, it was only a slight tremor, but in an instant, the earth shook and the sky shook. Who knew how many Ouzan cavalry charged forward.
"Buzz!"
In this instant, even Fomonlința's eyelids twitched, and his expression changed.
The yaks were in front, the white fog was covering them, and the army was behind. Dayan Mangpoje's attacks came wave after wave. This kind of attack was like a raging storm. It would only take one wave for Wang Chong, the five thousand Wushang cavalry, and the eight thousand craftsmen behind them to be completely annihilated.
"Inform Heba Ye to speed up the march! Enter the battlefield at any time. "
Fomonlința suddenly turned around and said.
"Yes, Milord!"
A horseman galloped away. Dayan Mangpoje had sent all his army to destroy Wang Chong in one wave. Now that the formation was in disarray, it was the best time for the Qixi Protectorate to attack.
… …
"Marquis!"
In the distance, an uneasy mood filled the air. Everyone was waiting for Wang Chong's decision.
The yaks' charge was deafening, and it was so close that it was difficult to even hear one's voice. Not only that, but the white powder quickly spread out, covering the surroundings in a vast expanse of whiteness. Even the City of Steel they were in was affected. Even with Xu Keyi and Cheng Sanyuan's cultivation, they could only see ten-some meters away.
The yaks, the white powder, and the tens of thousands of Ouzan cavalry behind them … the entire Wushang cavalry was in a precarious situation.
Wang Chong said nothing. Dayan Mangpoje was even more difficult and terrifying to deal with than he had imagined. Dayan Mangpoje seemed crazy, but he was actually extremely meticulous. In order to deal with his beehives, he had gathered the yaks to break through the formation.
Not only that, he had even used the direction of the airflow and the white powder to create a fog that covered the entire battlefield. This white fog made it very difficult for Wang Chong's formations to display their power. Without a target, the cavalry were like headless flies, and their power was greatly reduced.
More importantly, the Tibetan army, following behind the Yak Formation, was already beginning to pick up speed. If Wang Chong wanted to imitate them, he would have to charge out from behind the silver-white City of Steel, but that would mean running into the tens of thousands of plateau yaks.
In these circumstances, before Wang Chong could even begin fighting with Dayan Mangpoje, he would have lost more than half of his cavalry.
In any case, Dayan Mangpoje had given himself a difficult problem.
Wang Chong said nothing. He could clearly hear everyone's voices, and he could sense the anxiety of his army, but Wang Chong's face remained calm and unperturbed. The more critical the situation, the calmer his mind became.
No matter what strategy Dayan Mangpoje used, no matter what methods he used, he would not retreat, much less lose!
"Rumble!"
The quaking of the earth grew more and more intense, each sound like it was stomping on his heart. One hundred zhang, eighty zhang, sixty zhang … the tens of thousands of yaks that Dayan Mangpoje had used as the vanguard were galloping closer and closer. Wang Chong could even smell the unique stench of the yaks through the white fog.
The atmosphere was growing tenser and tenser.
Hiss!
Suddenly, Wang Chong's nose twitched and he raised his head. As he looked up at the white fog that filled the battlefield, a strange sensation surged into his mind.
This smell … it's highland barley flour!
At the last moment, Wang Chong's eyes brightened and he suddenly laughed.
This was called being too clever for one's own good. In order to deal with him, Dayan Mangpoje had used yaks and white powder. The best way to deal with him would have been to use lime.
Alas, the plateau did not have that much lime, so Dayan Mangpoje had used highland barley flour as a substitute. The people of Ouzan raised cattle and sheep and planted highland barley. Highland barley was their only crop, and it was also the easiest thing to obtain to replace lime.
The idea was correct, but unfortunately, Dayan Mangpoje had run into him.
"Li Siye, pass on my order. All soldiers are to dismount. When I give the order, all men and horses are to be prepared to lie down at any moment!"
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