Chapter 523: Chaos! The Army in Danger! (1/2)

Boom boom boom!

The rapid beat of the war drums reverberated through the world. Not even the storm was able to stop their sound from traveling hundreds of li. On this vast land, a fierce battle was currently taking place around a greenish-black mountain range. One side was a vast sea of infantry while the other side was vicious and ferocious heavy cavalry!

The beating of war drums, the sounds of fighting, the neighing of warhorses, and the clashes of metal mixed into a single clamorous din. One person's strength was limited, but thousands of soldiers fighting and shouting produced a sound that not even the thunder and downpour could drown out.

”Surround them! Don't let a single one escape!”

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In the dense rain, a mustachioed Tibetan commander turned his horse around and sternly shouted. Around him, the Tibetan formation was in complete chaos. The muddy ground and the curtains of rain had crippled the ability of the Tibetan cavalry to take up their powerful formations.

But even so, this Tibetan commander still ordered his army to engage in a full-out assault.

The Tibetans were affected by the rain, but that didn't mean that the Great Tang soldiers were unaffected. At the very least, the formation of the Annan Protectorate army was not impenetrable. No matter what, this was the best opportunity to eliminate their mortal foes, the Annan Protectorate army!

”Forward, forward, forward! Break the center of their army and pierce through their formation. The only thing waiting for the Tang will be death!”

The Tibetan commander continued to order around the warriors at his side, continuing to urge them to charge. However, even he did not realize that in a place not very far away from him, several figures were crawling through some low hills. The thick shrubs common throughout the southwest had succeeded in hiding them.

This was the first time since the start of their journey south that Wang Chong's forces had experienced a battle of this level. Although the Tibetan army around the mountain range was somewhat disorderly, incapable of using its normal strength, it was incredibly large. The shroud of the rain and their dense ranks made it impossible to give an exact count.

But there was one thing that Wang Chong could be sure of: this army was far larger than he had imagined.

If Wang Chong's ten thousand soldiers had met this force, they would be doomed.

But right now, all the Tibetans were focused on the Annan Protectorate army on top of the mountain range. None of them had any mind for activity in their rear, and the pouring rain also served as the best shroud for Wang Chong's forces.

Old Eagle crawled to Wang Chong's side and worriedly asked, ”Milord, what do we do?”

They had come south to reinforce the Annan Protectorate army in Lion City, but right now, the Annan Protectorate army was on the mountain range in front of them, with a vast human wall of Tibetans between them. Yet this human wall was like an insurmountable fortress.

Wang Chong waved his hand and whispered, ”Don't panic!” His eagle-like gaze pierced through the openings in the shrubs and examined the Tibetan army. To occupy and defend the high ground, overlapping layers of defense, attacking to defend, even using the agile Coiling Serpent Formation—this was the style of his big brother, Wang Fu.

His father was never this flexible, and Xianyu Zhongtong was a general who specialized in defending cities.

Wang Chong was extremely familiar with the members of his own family.

”The Annan Protectorate army is different from the reserve soldiers led by Li Zhengyi. These are all elites of the empire garrisoned in the southwest. Although they're infantry, their strength far surpasses that of ordinary soldiers. Moreover, those who have survived all those consecutive battles are the elite of the elite. They'll be okay for the time being,” Wang Chong sternly said.

Zhangchou Jianqiong was not praised as the Tiger of the Empire for no reason. Crucially, Xianyu Zhongtong was a general who specialized in defending cities, not someone who was skilled in going on the offensive. There was no city to defend on the Erhai plains, and fighting the 300,000 soldiers of the Mengshe Zhao army there was completely to his disadvantage. Even in those conditions, the Annan Protectorate army had managed to preserve quite a bit of its strength.

These soldiers were the last hope for the empire and the crux upon which the southwest war turned.

If these soldiers could not be saved, the Annan Protectorate would become the first protectorate in the history of the empire that would be dissolved because it had been lost on the battlefield. More importantly, it would trigger the other foreign kingdoms to begin looking upon the Great Tang and the Central Plains with covetous gazes!

Wang Chong could not accept such a result!

I found it!

Wang Chong's eyes suddenly brightened, his gaze piercing through the rain to rest on a large banner at the top of a mountain. Although his vision was blurry, Wang Chong could still tell that this was his brother Wang Fu's banner!

Wonderful!

Wang Chong clenched his fists, his mind in turmoil.

The brothers of the Wang Clan had a rather large age gap, and when Wang Chong was still very young, his older brother Wang Fu had already entered the army. Wang Chong had always had a good impression of Wang Fu. Unlike Wang Bei, Wang Fu was the model older brother, always treating him and his sister Xiaoyao very well.

Not so long ago, Wang Chong had thought about meeting up with his big brother on the battlefield and fighting side by side with him. He hadn't expected his musings to be realized.