Chapter 541: Transformation! Martial General Halo! (1/2)

Chapter 541: Transformation! Martial General Halo!

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

The people of the Central Plains normally had a very distinct height difference when compared to the Tibetans, making it difficult to confuse the two. But Wang Chong had long ago ordered all of his soldiers to press their bodies to the backs of their horses. This way, Tibetans would not be able to distinguish at first glance the Tibetans from the people of the Central Plains.

”Damn it! Damn it! Where is the enemy… Ah!”

Before he could finish speaking, the Tibetan was run through. His body twitched twice before dropping from his horse.

The four-thousand-some cavalry had killed two-thousand-some Tibetans by this point and had successfully mixed into the army of twenty-thousand-some soldiers! And if not for the fact that Wang Chong's goal wasn't pure slaughter, this number could have been even higher.

”Go!”

Wang Chong didn't continue the fight. The four thousand cavalry ran through the southeast Tibetan lines and then reined in their horses and took off.

”Don't fight! Everyone, follow me!”

Mud splashed into the air as the warhorses galloped off. Before the Tibetans even had time to react, the Tang soldiers had left.

”After them!”

The Tibetans were furious at this sight.

Four thousand Tang soldiers had run through an army of more than a hundred thousand Tibetans like it was nothing! When had it been possible to humiliate the fierce and courageous Tibetans like this!

”Follow me! Kill them all!”

In the pouring rain, a Tibetan officer's eyes went red from bloodlust. With a fierce wave of his scimitar, he pulled on the reins of his horse and charged through the rain like a lightning bolt. Rumble! Behind him, a wave of enraged Tibetans howled and followed behind.

Two large forces, one in front and one behind, quickly vanished into the rain.

……

”Hurry!”

In the curtain of rain, Wang Chong urged his horse forward as he urged his army to hasten their speed. The curses behind him traveled far, and Wang Chong could sense that several thousand Tibetans were charging up from behind him.

”Milord, they've taken the bait!”

Old Eagle's familiar voice came from behind him. He was riding a highland steed, urging it forward in a gallop.

Old Eagle's body was clearly not suited for Tibetan armor, and Wang Chong had to kill a tall Tibetan officer to get one that barely fit him.

”Can you determine how many people?” Wang Chong asked.

Old Eagle said nothing, only looked up in the sky. As the bean-sized raindrops slapped on his face, Old Eagle's gaze continued to flit about the skies, watching as the massive eagle made circles.

”Six to seven thousand!” Old Eagle replied after muttering to himself.

Birds weren't so intelligent that they could count people one by one, but Old Eagle had used various methods to train his eagles to determine the number of people by levels and to express them by drawing images in the sky.

”Hmph, it looks like the Tibetans aren't looking down on us too much!” Wang Chong said with a grim smile.

Although their charge had killed around half their number in Tibetans, the Tibetans clearly thought that this was not a problem with their own strength, but because it had been a surprise attack.

”Ah, Milord!”

Old Eagle's eyes were still fixed on the sky, though he was no longer watching the eagle he had raised. He had noticed that a gyrfalcon had appeared in the thunderclouds. Gyrfalcons were a bird of prey originating from Ü-Tsang that were used to control the skies. The ones Old Eagle had captured and tamed, however, were for another purpose.

In terms of training birds, the Tibetans were still beginners, a far cry from Old Eagle's mastery.

Although time had been short and Old Eagle had not been able to train the Tibetan birds to the level of his giant eagles, it had been no problem to teach them some simple lessons.

”Huoshu Huicang has begun to move! Although I can't tell if it's Huoshu Huicang himself that's begun to move, there's definitely activity in that region.” Old Eagle's voice was extremely stern.

The advantage to using these hastily trained gyrfalcons was the ability to deceive the Tibetans and make them let down their guard. They could not tell which were their birds and which belonged to the enemy—though these birds had originally all been theirs.

”It would be stranger if Huoshu Huicang didn't react to such a ruckus. However, the army is currently in battle with Xianyu Zhongtong and his Annan Protectorate army. He won't be able to free up the time to deal with us, so there's an eighty to ninety percent chance that he's sending one of his Five Tiger Generals. We won't need to go over to that area for the time being!”

Wang Chong's eyes glowed. Although he couldn't see it, he was mostly confident in his judgment of the Tibetan army in that area.

”Ignore them. Let's go and bring those fellows behind us to the target area!”

With these words, Wang Chong urged his horse onward.

Rumble!

”Don't let them escape!”