"All soldiers, hear my order! Change formation … "
A thunderous voice came from behind him. With Li Siye's order, the five thousand Wushang cavalry behind Wang Chong began to change formation.
The five thousand Wushang cavalry in Neigh immediately changed formation, their horses neighing and their armor clattering. In just a single change in formation, the entire army's aura had changed, and a cold and bitter baleful aura soared into the sky.
This simple change instantly attracted the attention of all the soldiers. Even the surrounding vegetation around the five thousand Wushang cavalry became somber.
"Milord, what's going on?"
"What a thick baleful aura! What did that brat do? "
"Those Wushang cavalry seem different."
… …
The change in the Wushang cavalry quickly attracted the attention of the soldiers of the Qixi Protectorate. In the tense atmosphere of the battlefield, any change on either side was enough to attract everyone's attention.
No one knew what Wang Chong had done. The five thousand Wushang cavalry had not moved, but they gave off a completely different feeling. They had become even more dangerous and fierce.
Anyone who looked at Wang Chong's army from a distance would instinctively feel a deep sense of unease. If one looked carefully, they would even feel that the five thousand Wushang cavalry were surrounded by some invisible energy that blurred the air around them.
No one had ever encountered such a situation before.
Although no one knew what was going on, they could all sense that the Wushang cavalry had undergone a formidable transformation.
"It seems like they've changed into some sort of formation …"
Of the Qixi generals, no one was more experienced and more knowledgeable than the commander of the Western Front, Heba Ye. His pupils constricted as he stared intently at that place.
Heba Ye knew almost all the formations of the Tang Dynasty like the back of his hand. He alone could change into many different formations, and he could use different formations depending on the situation.
Heba Ye had fought in the Western Regions for many years, and there were few people who could compare to him in this aspect. But not even Heba Ye could recognize what sort of formation Wang Chong was using.
Something that exuded this sort of aura was definitely a top-class formation. There was no reason why he had never seen or even heard of such a thing.
"Milord …"
Heba Ye subconsciously turned to Qixi Protector-General Fomonlința. In terms of experience, no one here could surpass Fomonlința.
As Qixi Protector-General and one of the most elite Great Generals of the Tang Dynasty, there was probably nothing he did not know.
But to Heba Ye's surprise, he turned his head and saw that Fomonlința was frowning as he stared at Wang Chong.
It was apparent that he was also confused.
Heba Ye's mind trembled, and he instantly found himself speechless.
… …
"Milord!"
The change on Wang Chong's side had attracted far more than just the attention of Fomonlința and the Qixi Protectorate. In the rear of the Ouzan army, a famed general turned with a stern expression to Dusong Mangpoje.
Dayan Mangpoje's five thousand White Braves were truly formidable, but the Tang Dynasty's Wushang cavalry were equally fierce. After seeing the five thousand Tang people charge through the enemy lines and chase down the Ouzan like they were vegetables, no one dared to look down on them.
The corpses strewn across the battlefield that had still not been cleaned up were the price of looking down on the Tang people.
In the rear of the army, Dusong Mangpoje said nothing, his expression as tranquil as an ancient well. But those familiar with him could clearly see that when Wang Chong changed his formation, Dusong Mangpoje's body had slightly leaned forward, his muscles slightly tensing. But Dusong Mangpoje's body quickly relaxed and returned to its original state.
"Milord, those Tang people aren't easy to deal with. Should we send soldiers to reinforce General Dayan?"
An Ü-Tsang general turned his head to Dusong Mangpoje, a nervous expression on his face.
When the news that Dalun Ruozan and Huoshu Huizang had been defeated by that youth of the Tang Dynasty in the southwest, these people had still been somewhat skeptical, but after witnessing that inconceivable explosion, they now viewed that 'ordinary' youth of the Tang Dynasty as a god.
"There's no need!"
Dusong Mangpoje's eyes flickered for a moment before returning to normal.
"Dayan Mangpoje's five thousand White Braves are more than enough. His five thousand soldiers are the strongest force we have here. If not even he can deal with them, sending anyone else will just increase the casualties."
"But back then, Dalun Ruozan and General Huoshu Huizang …"
An unwilling Ouzan general wanted to say something, but he was quickly interrupted by Dusong Mangpoje.
"Dalun Ruozan is Dalun Ruozan, and Dayan Mangpoje is Dayan Mangpoje. Moreover, the army of the Ngari Royal Lineage is far from being able to compare to the five thousand White Braves!"
Dusong Mangpoje indifferently said, and then he seemed to think of something and slightly creased his brow.
"But your words are somewhat reasonable. Zagong, take five thousand soldiers with you to help."
"Yes, Milord."
An Ouzan general replied and swiftly left. Rumble! A few moments later, another cloud of dust rose from the Tibetan formation. With the sound of the horn, a second wave of Tibetan cavalry left the formation and galloped away, following the five thousand White Braves. Translated by: Hypersheep325 Edited by: Michyrr
… …
"Milord, the Ouzan formation has sent out more men!"
Xu Keyi's heart tightened at the sight of this second cloud of dust, and he subconsciously turned to Wang Chong.
"There's no need to pay attention to it!"
Wang Chong's expression was calm and unperturbed. Their target this time was Dayan Mangpoje and his five thousand White Braves. As long as this goal was achieved, Wang Chong didn't care too much about the five thousand Ouzan cavalry behind them.
"Ready! On my order, attack at any moment!"
Wang Chong raised an arm, his eyes fixed on Dayan Mangpoje and his five thousand White Braves. The five thousand White Braves were already galloping at full speed, and at the front of the army, Dayan Mangpoje's eyes were steely. His aura alone was enough to overwhelm the heavens, enough to topple mountains and overturn seas, surpassing that of an army.
As a Saint Martial expert, Dayan Mangpoje's strength had already reached an astonishing level, enough to make the vast majority of martial artists tremble in fear and bow their heads.
But Dayan Mangpoje's expression was firm, his eyes locked on Wang Chong. It was like the only thing in the world that mattered was killing Wang Chong. No matter what was happening in the outside world, whether it was the five thousand cavalry sent by Dusong Mangpoje, or anything else, nothing could cause even the slightest ripple in his heart.
"Come! With this strike, I'll pulverize your body!"
Dayan Mangpoje clenched his teeth, his killing intent surging like a tide.
Although he seemed crazy, Dayan Mangpoje actually preferred to act only after planning, thinking things through thoroughly. The yaks, the highland barley flour, and the entire nest had been mobilized … even a lion would use its full strength to catch its prey. But it was precisely because of this that Wang Chong had seized the chance to inflict so many casualties in a single explosion.
To a proud Ouzan 'Asura War God' like Dayan Mangpoje, more than twenty thousand casualties was an absolute disgrace.
Thus, in this attack, Dayan Mangpoje had cast aside all his apprehensions, all his considerations, all his cautiousness. No matter what tricks Wang Chong had up his sleeve, he would use absolute strength to crush and exterminate him. This time, there would be no more obstacles. On the flat plateau, nothing could stop him.
"All soldiers, hear my order! Great Bon Formation!"
Dayan Mangpoje leaned against the back of his horse, his eyes flashing with a savage light. At the same time, he thrust an arm into the air. Rumble! A thousand zhang from Wang Chong's camp, the five thousand White Braves suddenly roared and changed their formation, a hazy light exploding from their bodies.
"Buzz!"
In a flash, as if they had practiced this thousands of times, the five thousand White Braves suddenly transformed into a different formation. This was not the Ouzan Trapezoid Formation, but an unprecedentedly powerful formation.
Boom!
"Ma!"
"Ni!"
"Mi!"
"Ma!"
… …
Without any warning, the space around the five thousand White Braves suddenly became hazy and somber. At the same time, an ancient, majestic, and mysterious voice came from the depths of space and time. This voice contained six notes, and with each note, the White Braves' aura and strength rose by a level.
When the last and sixth note erupted, the five thousand White Braves underwent a heaven-toppling transformation. With the final note, the already powerful force instantly rose to an astonishing level.
An aura as majestic as the mountains and seas erupted from the five thousand White Braves, filling the heavens and overturning the earth.
Even the distant spectators, Fomonlința and the Qixi Protectorate, felt a powerful pressure. It was like the five thousand White Braves were not charging at Wang Chong, but at them.
"Just what kind of formation is this!"
At this moment, even Fomonlința slightly paled.
He had long ago heard of Dayan Mangpoje's reputation, but as the Ouzan Empire was located on an extremely high plateau, it had never had much contact with the surrounding countries, making it very difficult for outsiders to obtain detailed information. Moreover, Dayan Mangpoje's reputation could not compare to Dusong Mangpoje's and the other Ouzan Great Generals, and he had never fought in Qixi, so a top-class Imperial Great General like Fomonlința was never within the scope of the Qixi Protector-General's observation.
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