Chapter 581: The Decisive Battle! Dalun Ruozans Counterattack! (1/2)
Chapter 581: The Decisive Battle! Dalun Ruozan's Counterattack!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
”Young Master, we've won!”
On the summit, Chen Shusun watched on in excitement as the remnants of the Mengshe–Ü-Tsang army madly fled down the mountain in complete disorder, his joy difficult to suppress. This was no small battle. Now that the Mengshe–Ü-Tsang army had withdrawn, they had left behind a mountain piled with the corpses of their brothers, and shattered weapons strewn across the slope.
The banners of the Whitestone Corps were scattered everywhere, standing askew in piles of corpses!
This cruel scene was the greatest symbol of the Great Tang's victory!
One hundred thousand soldiers of the Great Tang had contended against one hundred and ten thousand soldiers of the Mengshe–Ü-Tsang army, and forty thousand Tang soldiers had not even participated!
In the end, however, more than seventy thousand, close to eighty thousand, soldiers of the Mengshe–Ü-Tsang army had died on this mountain. The Whitestone Corps that had been such an enormous problem on the Erhai plain and had killed so many Tang soldiers was now almost completely crippled. Even Duan Wuzong had been left severely wounded. To the soldiers of the Annan Protectorate army, this was a victory beyond their wildest dreams.
And in this battle, the Great Tang's losses didn't even reach ten thousand!
To the soldiers who had experienced the cruel battle by the Erhai, this was simply unimaginable!
On the summit, the eyes of Wang Chong's guards were glimmering as they looked toward Wang Chong with respect. Although Wang Chong was only a teenager, his body still extremely thin and frail, this youth's voice was unprecedentedly majestic, as steady and firm as a mountain.
”Reporting! The old general has sent a message that arrogance is a cardinal sin on the battlefield! He hopes that Milord can continue to remain modest and calm!”
”Reporting, the Lord Protector-General has sent a message. Young Master's achievements are obvious to all. Lord Protector-General will report everything to the Imperial Court and highly recommend Young Master!”
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Two messengers with signal banners flying from their backs arrived on the summit, expressing the will of the two highest commanders of the southwest. Hearing these words, Wang Chong subconsciously turned to the dense and unmoving ranks of the nearby army.
Although the mountain was packed with soldiers, Wang Chong had recognized at a glance the backs of his father Wang Yan and the Annan Protector-General Xianyu Zhongtong.
The two were respectively to the east and the west, their backs facing him.
Although he could not see the looks on their faces, and neither of them had even shot a glance in his direction, Wang Chong could feel that the pair had been paying attention to him all this time.
”Father…”
As Wang Chong gazed at the stalwart figure of his father, as firm as a mountain, he felt a warmth in his heart.
His father rarely praised him, as it was not in his nature to say such things. The words of the messenger also did not contain a single hint of praise. But Wang Chong knew deep in his heart that given his father's personality, this was already incredible praise.
There was no doubt that his father had also seen the good points of his son.
From those few words, Wang Chong had felt his father's deep support!
”Young Master, look over there; what's that?”
Suddenly, a flabbergasted voice rang out by his ear, breaking his stupor. Wang Chong turned his head, and though he couldn't see anything clearly, he could hear a roar as if thousands of people were shouting at once.
Looking down from the summit, Wang Chong could see that countless porters, peasants and laborers were busy working on something in the middle of the Mengshe–Ü-Tsang army.
They're people from Mengshe Zhao!
This thought flashed through Wang Chong's mind. The Tibetans needed to travel long distances to reach this place. Moreover, the Tibetans raised livestock for a living and mostly consisted of shepherds. Only Mengshe Zhao could gather so many porters, peasants, and laborers.