"Marquis, have you finished your training?"
Seeing that Wang Chong was no longer in his stance, Li Siye's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.
"Yes."
Wang Chong nodded.
"How much time has passed? Are there any movements from the other side?"
"Marquis only meditated for a short while, less than twenty breaths of time. As for the Ouzan side … there's no movement for the time being. "
Li Siye said.
"Oh?"
Wang Chong was taken aback. Only then did he understand why Li Siye had such a surprised expression. Although he felt that a long time had passed, twenty breaths … For Li Siye, he probably only meditated for a short while.
However, the speed of the Space of Consciousness was different from the flow of time now.
"Woo! — — "
While they were talking, suddenly, a desolate horn sounded from the Ouzan army's camp. The sound was loud and clear, piercing through the sky and resounding throughout the battlefield. Moreover, it was different from the previous bugle calls. This bugle call was filled with a dense and oppressive aura.
"Buzz!"
A slight tremor came from the opposite side. Even the grass in front of Wang Chong and Li Siye trembled.
Seeing this scene, Wang Chong's expression froze and he suddenly stood up from the ground.
"Pass down my order, the army is to get ready! Dayan Mangpoje is preparing to attack! "
Wang Chong said in a low voice.
Sensing the seriousness in Wang Chong's voice, Li Siye quickly retreated. At the same time he left, buzz, a powerful aura came from the opposite side. Even from a distance of more than two thousand feet, one could clearly feel it. Wang Chong looked up and saw that the dark, tide-like Ouzan army suddenly separated. A warhorse the height of an adult, white as snow, and four blood-red hooves suddenly came out from the depths of the army.
On the back of the warhorse, a familiar figure looked over and locked his eyes on Wang Chong. Even from a distance, Wang Chong could feel the icy cold murderous intent and killing intent from the other party.
"Are they finally going to attack?"
Wang Chong looked at the opposite side and recognized the figure of Dayan Mangpoje at a glance.
Although he had defeated Dayan Mangpoje twice in a row, Wang Chong did not feel relaxed at all. Dayan Mangpoje was a famous general of the Ouzan, a fierce general, and the "Asura War God" of the Ouzan.
Although Wang Chong and Dayan Mangpoje had been impulsive twice before, Wang Chong had either used intelligence or group attacks. As for the orthodox cavalry battle and battlefield confrontation, he had not done it until now.
And more importantly, with Dayan Mangpoje's character, he would definitely learn from the previous lesson. Without the white smoke created by barley flour, Wang Chong would not be able to create a wave of dust explosion to deal with him.
"Boy, you're dead!"
From afar, Dayan Mangpoje did not say anything, but Wang Chong could clearly feel a murderous intent from his eyes. The next moment, Dayan Mangpoje raised his right hand, as if it was some kind of signal. The densely packed Ouzan army separated, and just behind Dayan Mangpoje, a completely different army rode out slowly on big horses.
Every warhorse in this army was extremely strong. Compared to the barley horses beside them, whether it was the bones or the size, they were much larger.
The bulging muscles on their bodies contained more explosive power and impact.
And the cavalry on the horses were also different from the other Ouzan cavalry.
Most of the Ouzan people were affected by the highland environment, and most of them were shorter than the Han people. However, every single one of these cavalrymen was extremely tall, and their eyes were gloomy and untamed. Just by casually standing there in a formation, a dense killing intent and baleful aura surged into the sky. There was also a powerful oppressive aura.
This kind of powerful aura was not something ordinary cavalry could possess. On the entire highland, only Wang Chong's five thousand Wushang cavalry could compare.
"The White Braves!"
In the distance, the pupils of the Qixi Protectorate's generals constricted as they gasped. Especially Heba Ye, whose pupils had shrunk to the size of needles.
No one had a deeper impression of the White Braves than the Qixi Protectorate. The Qixi Protectorate had used the lives of five thousand soldiers and Pulan He to deeply understand just how powerful and terrifying Dayan Mangpoje and his White Braves were.
To the Qixi Protectorate, that night was like a nightmare. Although there were only two-thousand-some White Braves, each one was like an evil spirit from the underworld.
One after another, the Qixi Protectorate soldiers charged forward, but in the face of the iron hooves of the White Braves, they were thrown into the air like broken kites. One, two, even three Qixi Protectorate soldiers charging together were unable to stop the advance of the White Braves.
Formidable strength, frightening methods, and a callous heart that would never be moved by the outside world … the power of the White Braves made even these seasoned Qixi soldiers tremble in fear.
That was a bloody night that no one was willing to recall, not even Heba Ye and the other generals of the Qixi Protectorate.
"Buzz!"
Time seemed to stop. As everyone watched, Dayan Mangpoje swung down his right hand. Rumble! The earth quaked as five thousand mighty and high-spirited White Braves surged out from Dayan Mangpoje's left and right.
At first, they were slowly picking up speed, their hooves growing heavier and heavier. Rumble! In the blink of an eye, the five thousand White Braves were charging at full speed.
The earth quaked and dust churned. Although there were only five thousand soldiers, the charge of the White Braves seemed to be able to topple mountains and overturn seas. It was like what was charging at them was not five thousand, but fifty thousand, perhaps even more.
"Neigh!"
As the five thousand soldiers were charging, a heaven-shaking neigh came from behind them. In a flash of white light, Dayan Mangpoje had charged out from the rear.
Clang! A metallic clatter resounded over the battlefield. The moment the Great Snow Mountain steed's front hooves touched the ground, a dark red halo began to expand from beneath Dayan Mangpoje's feet.
Rumble! The earth fell silent as a fierce light engulfed the battlefield. In the blink of an eye, that dark red war halo had spread to the feet of every White Brave.
In just a few moments, the aura of the five thousand White Braves swelled to an inconceivable level. Not only that, the dark red halo had fused all their auras together, giving off the impression that they were moving fortresses, immovable and unshakable.
"Buzz!"
In the distance, even the silent Fomonlința couldn't help but widen his eyes at this sight.
This Dayan Mangpoje … truly does have some ability!
Fomonlința's prized general, Pulan He, had been killed by Dayan Mangpoje, as had his five thousand soldiers. Fomonlința wanted to use him to deal with Wang Chong, but deep in his heart, Fomonlința's desire to kill Dayan Mangpoje was no less than Wang Chong's.
But even so, Fomonlința had to admit that Dayan Mangpoje truly was a frightening foe.
That kind of powerful halo wasn't something ordinary cavalrymen could withstand. In this aspect alone, Dayan Mangpoje's training of soldiers was far superior to that of ordinary commanders.
Fomonlința was reputed to be extremely skilled in training soldiers, and the soldiers he trained were as disciplined and disciplined as steel. Thus, although the Qixi Protectorate did not have many soldiers, it was still able to firmly defend Qixi.
Neither Ouzan nor the Western Turkic Khaganate could do anything against the Qixi Protectorate overseen by Fomonlința.
But even the soldiers trained by Fomonlința paled in comparison to the White Braves trained by Dayan Mangpoje.
Even Fomonlința had to admit this.
If he were the one facing Dayan Mangpoje's five thousand Braves, Fomonlința would definitely put all his strength into the fight.
Dusong Mangpoje might be very strong, but he's probably no match for this Dayan Mangpoje in the art of war. A person like this in Ouzan is truly a calamity for my Tang dynasty and Qixi. If possible, the first person I kill after killing Wang Chong is him, I don't want him to grow into a bigger problem.
As Fomonlința thought to himself, a harsh killing intent flashed through his eyes.
… …
"Ready!"
As he saw the five thousand Ouzan White Braves charging toward him, Wang Chong waved his arm, a grave look in his eyes.
He would never underestimate any opponent, much less a formidable foe of the Tang dynasty like Dayan Mangpoje.
"Li Siye, in a little while, prepare the Ten Charges Ten Victories Formation!"
Wang Chong sternly ordered as he looked into the distance.
"Yes, Marquis!"
Li Siye could also sense the gravity in Wang Chong's voice and quickly left.
In all the time that Li Siye had been with Wang Chong, this was the first time he had seen such a solemn expression on his face. In the past, no matter what sort of opponent he faced, Wang Chong had always been able to remain calm and composed. But this time, he was completely different when dealing with Dayan Mangpoje.
Li Siye could sense that Wang Chong was being far more cautious in dealing with Dayan Mangpoje than any other opponent he had faced.
Wang Chong could sense that Li Siye was flabbergasted, but Wang Chong did not explain.
Although he had never interacted with Dayan Mangpoje in his last life, Wang Chong had heard far too many legends about him. Dayan Mangpoje was a madman, but he was also an extremely frightening opponent. Moreover, he would eventually become an Imperial Great General of the Ouzan, an existence that surpassed even Dusong Mangpoje.
In the past, there were far too many legends about how he had destroyed cities and countries.
Moreover, an existence that could lead the five thousand White Braves to stop the Mamelukes after the defeat of the Tang dynasty could not be some ordinary individual.
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