Chapter 524: Chaos! The Army in Danger! (II) (1/2)
Chapter 524: Chaos! The Army in Danger! (II)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
I hope that I'm overthinking it, I hope that I'm overthinking it…
Wang Chong stared at the summit, his brows rising, hoping beyond hope that he was being overly concerned.
Please, stop!
As long as the chaos on the mountain stopped spreading, it would mean his conjecture was wrong. Perhaps that was only a momentary occurrence.
One second, two seconds, three seconds…
Although the formation on the northeastern side had maintained its basic structure, it was continuing to grow more disorderly. The break in the formation was growing larger and larger.
Boom boom boom!
The drums rapidly beat as the northeastern line was torn away, continuing to retreat. One Tang soldier after another fell, and the northeastern defensive line was retracting much faster than elsewhere.
”This isn't good!”
Even Old Eagle was frowning now. Although he was not as perceptive as Wang Chong that he could determine that there was a problem in the chain of command, he could still determine that the northeastern defensive line could no longer hold, which would soon begin to affect the rest of the defensive line. The Tibetan cavalry could burst in through the break in the northeast and swiftly wipe out the rest of the Annan Protectorate army.
Bwoooom!
Seconds flew by, the horns of Ü-Tsang began to blare through the curtain of rain, and the Tibetan offensive quickly began to change. Like surging waves, the cavalry began to move northeast, more and more people charging over.
”Not good!”
Wang Chong paled at the change in the Tibetan formation. The opposing commander was far more intelligent than he had expected. He had clearly noticed the change in the northeast and ordered the horns to be sounded so that the army could surge in. Once the Tibetans finished gathering, the defensive line on the northeast would completely crumble.
Boom!
There was no time to hesitate. The moment the horns blared, Wang Chong urged his horse to charge forward.
”Old Eagle, have an eagle guide Xu Shiping and Xu Andun to get here as quickly as possible. Remember to have them stay hidden and not rush out. They need to wait for my order! Everyone else, come with me!”
Before his voice had faded away, Wang Chong and his forces had vanished into the storm.
……
In this intense and large-scale battle involving tens of thousands of soldiers, a battle in one zone seemed unremarkable and unimportant.
”Aaaaah!”
In the pouring rain, a Tang soldier screamed as he was run through by a spear. At the same time, clangclangclang! Three shield soldiers who had been forced to retreat ran into each other. The weapons and shields of the three were stuck together and all of them lost their balance.
Such a mistake was fatal on the battlefield.
Screams rang through the air as the Tibetan scimitars swung down like fangs. The three Tang soldiers only had time to scream before they were cut to pieces.
The line began to bend, the formations began to deform. The axemen couldn't find their own positions and the shield soldiers couldn't feel the support of the comrades at their sides.
The entire army was starting to lose shape.
Many soldiers were dying with every passing moment.
”Hold!”
”No matter what, we can't let them break through the defensive line!”
”What about Milord? Milord? Why hasn't Milord given an order!”
”Hold the line! Our 80,000 brothers are behind us! If we let the Tibetans break through here, the entire army will be finished and we'll have committed crimes against the Annan Protectorate army!”
”Messenger, please send a message to Milord!”
……
War halos reverberated in the rain, and on the mountain, a Tang commander roared with all his power, his eyes red with bloodlust. He had personally entered the melee and killed two Tibetan cavalrymen, but this was meaningless in a battle of tens of thousands of soldiers.
The army was going to be routed, and this defeat wasn't far off!
Upon thinking about this, the Tang commander felt so nervous that he felt like his chest was going to explode. In these last few days, he had seen far too many of his brothers die. The elites of the Annan Protectorate, the brothers at his side, had fallen one after the other. The air over the Erhai plains stank of his brothers' blood.
Far too many had already died!
No more could be allowed to die!
This faith had been propping him up this entire time.
But he couldn't understand what had happened on the summit. Glancing back, he could still see that massive banner fluttering in the wind, and beneath that banner sat the golden-armored figure of one of the leaders of the younger generation of the Great Tang, second only to Li Zhengyi. He was kneeling on the ground, his head bowed, seemingly in deep thought.