Chapter 936: Night Battle I (1/2)

Chapter 936: Night Battle (I)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Bang!

The moment Huang Botian gave the order, the ten-some 'Tibetan soldiers' behind him pulled out their Wootz Steel swords and lunged at the Tibetan sentries with savage looks in their eyes. Swishswishswish! Gleaming blood splattered everywhere as the Tibetan sentries fell to their swords. The Wushang Cavalry were the only force on the Tang side capable of so speedily dispatching Tibetans, and their Wootz Steel swords cut through the Tibetan plate armor like it wasn't even there. Although Huang Botian's men were outnumbered, their teamwork, strength, and equipment were all superior.

In the blink of an eye, the corpses of Tibetans lay scattered around the sentry tower. Only the best of the best could take part in this night raid, so the battle ended much faster than usual. A few moments later, only Huang Botian and his Tang soldiers were left standing on the field.

”Go!”

Huang Botian glanced at his surroundings before immediately leading away his disguised Tang elites in another direction.

The Tibetans were reacting very quickly. Even though the catapults were providing cover, raining hundreds of boulders down on the camp and creating mayhem, the battle around the sentry tower had still attracted the attention of many Tibetans. Their horse hooves thundered against the earth.

”Enemy attack! Someone has attacked a sentry tower!”

”Follow me! Reinforce the sentry tower!”

”Tang! It must be the Tang! Come with me to kill them all!”

Galloping horses and running infantry quickly arrived, but Huang Botian had already left. The strike had been too abrupt and the battle had concluded too swiftly, so by the time the Tibetans arrived, all they saw were corpses.

”Everyone, follow me! Don't fall behind!” Huang Botian harshly warned. ”Remember Lord Marquis's words. Dalun Ruozan is extremely smart and an excellent tactician. From the moment we began to attack the sentry post, he began to calculate our position. We cannot remain in one place for very long!”

While Li Siye was in charge of this operation, all of them understood that the true planner was Wang Chong back at camp.

”Understood!” his soldiers replied.

In this night raid targeted at the Tibetans, the Tibetans were in an extremely passive position. Probably not even Dalun Ruozan had realized that everything was under Wang Chong's control. The feigned attacks at the start, the real attack at the end, and Dalun Ruozan's calculation ability—Wang Chong had accounted for all of it. Dalun Ruozan might not know it, but he had already lost this battle.

”Kill!”

A few moments later, the din of fighting once more filled the air, but this time, it was at a sentry post nearly one thousand zhang away. With proper focus, one would realize that Huang Botian's group was not choosing targets randomly. Each target was extremely far away from the one before and seemed to have been selected according to some sort of guideline.

If one looked down from the skies, one would realize that there were spots of fighting cropping up all across the Tibetan camp, each one connected with the others.

Meanwhile, back behind the hills, in front of the Tibetan commander tent, Dalun Ruozan was half-kneeling on the ground, his slender finger constantly scratching on the ground. As he murmured and furrowed his brow, his eyes were constantly glimmering. All the information was being gathered around him, with each point of attack being marked out on the map he was drawing out on the ground.

The map of the campgrounds was now packed with symbols and marks, which were only increasing in number.

Dalun Ruozan was like an unmoving statue, but his mind was whirring with activity. At this moment, the Celestial Wolf Great General Duwu Sili stood silently behind him, not daring to disturb him.

Even Duwu Sili was astonished at the level of ability Dalun Ruozan had displayed. A wise minister like Dalun Ruozan was hardly worth anything as a martial artist, but he stood upon yet another summit which normal people could only look up to in admiration, and he faced challenges of a completely different level of difficulty.

In the domain of strategists, martial strength was almost useless, while a mind for scheming and calculation would play a decisive role. In this domain, Dalun Ruozan undoubtedly qualified as a Great General.

”Found it!”

A fierce light suddenly exploded from Dalun Ruozan's eyes, and as he raised his head, his creased brow finally relaxed.