Chapter 774: The Cunning Dayan Mangban! (1/2)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Dayan Mangban was far calmer than imagined, but this was in no way good news. However, the more outstanding Dayan Mangban was, the more Wang Chong wanted to kill him. A person who could act crazily but still maintain a cool head was definitely a powerful foe of the Great Tang.

For Qixi and the Central Plains, Wang Chong had to think of a way to kill him.

Mooo!

As he was thinking, a strange cry suddenly came from the other side. On this somber battlefield, these cries were abnormally loud.

”Mm?”

Wang Chong turned his head to look and saw that the vast Tibetan army had fallen into turmoil. Meanwhile, at the front of the Tibetan army, Dayan Mangban gave Wang Chong a glance, a strange light flashing in his eyes, and then he pulled on his reins and swiftly vanished into the army.

”Lord Marquis, there's something wrong. This isn't the sound of warhorses!” Xu Keyi suddenly said. In a battle, both sides would usually ride horses, so it was very strange for the sounds of beasts other than warhorses to be heard, and yet those cries from before definitely did not belong to warhorses.

”They truly aren't warhorses!” Wang Chong sternly said, his expression grave. Xu Keyi had only heard that something was wrong, but Wang Chong could already tell what had made the sound.

”Those are the Tibetan… yaks!”

Rumble!

As if responding to Wang Chong's voice, the ground suddenly began to quake and a rumble came from the opposing side. Two thousand zhang away, the vast Tibetan army parted, revealing thousands upon thousands of black yaks, roaring and stomping, their sharp horns aimed at the distant steel walls as they charged.

Mooooo!

The thousands of black yaks were bulging with muscle, their moos rising and falling in waves. Behind them, a massive cloud of dust plumed into the air. At this moment, everyone paled.

”Lord Marquis!”

In their shock, everyone turned to Wang Chong.

In this standard battle of cavalry, no one had expected the Tibetans to use this tactic. These yaks that were native to the plateau had massive bodies, sharp horns, and muscular physiques. At full charging speed, each of them could strike with the weight of nearly one thousand jin.

If these thousands of yaks charged through the openings in the steel walls, just the first wave alone would be sufficient to throw the Tang formation into chaos.

”Lord Marquis, these yaks have their ears blocked!” Cheng Sanyuan said, his expression fraught with concern.

He had participated with Wang Chong in the war of the southwest, and when Geluofeng had used the elephants that lived in Mengshe Zhao's forest to charge, Wang Chong had used 'lion's roars' to frighten and alarm them. In the end, these elephants had turned around and wreaked havoc on the Mengshe–Ü-Tsang army.

But this tactic would have no effect this time. Yaks already had long and thick fur that somewhat blocked their ears, reducing the effectiveness of any sonic attacks. And these yaks also had their ears blocked by something.

It was obvious that Dayan Mangban and the others had already received their lessons from the southwest and prepared themselves for this move.

The air was tense as everyone felt the sound of the charging yaks thundering against their hearts, and they all subconsciously turned to Wang Chong.

……

”That brat from the Wang Clan is probably doomed!”

In the distance, Fumeng Lingcha was observing the battlefield. Although Fumeng Lingcha also hated Dayan Mangban down to his bones, wanting nothing more than to personally behead him, he had to admit that this madman of Ü-Tsang was truly quite formidable.

The other commanders of Ü-Tsang would heedlessly charge as long as they had the advantage in numbers, with the deceased Buluhu serving as a representative case.

But Dayan Mangban was different.

He seemed crazy and irritable, his actions completely out of line with common sense, but he was also terrifying in all other aspects as well. Even though he had the White Braves and forty to fifty thousand additional soldiers, in a situation of seemingly overwhelming victory, he could still endure. He had even mobilized thousands of yaks to serve as his vanguard.

If Fumeng Lingcha were in Wang Chong's place, even he would have little luck in surviving such meticulous planning.

Wang Chong's only option was to retreat from the triangular gap and return to Wushang, but if he did that, those eight to nine thousand craftsmen would become ghosts under Tibetan hooves. If that boy truly dared to do such a thing, Fumeng Lingcha would be able to submit memorials criticizing him to death.

”Ha, they say that if the heavens sin, then one can still survive, but if you bring disaster on yourself, your death is certain!”

Fumeng Lingcha sneered as he looked to Wang Chong and his five thousand Wushang Cavalry as if they were already corpses. He felt no sympathy for Wang Chong. With no understanding of his own strength, he had dared to step onto the plateau, so this result was far too predictable. And besides… this brat dared to be his enemy!

”Milord, look over there!”