Chapter 512: Major Battle (III) (1/2)
Chapter 512: Major Battle (III)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
”Damn it!”
In the Tibetan army, Xiangyang Dalu watched what was happening on the mountain, his face green with rage. His hand gripping the hilt of his scimitar was shaking, the veins bulging out.
”Everyone, follow me! I'll kill all of them!”
A general did not lightly step out onto the battlefield. Xiangyang Dalu originally believed that the first wave would have been sufficient to break through the defensive line. To his surprise, not only had the defensive line not broken, his own forces had been thrown into chaos. His disorderly vanguard had now become the greatest barrier for his forces, utilized by the Great Tang to prevent further attacks.
Clang!
As he held his scimitar aloft, it let out a shrill cry, like that of a bloodthirsty beast. Xiangyang Dalu personally led the charge, bringing six thousand of his elites with him up the mountain.
”Kill anyone who dares to stop us!”
As a warhorse galloped, a head went flying into the air. With the general present, the chaos on the front lines had greatly subsided. Xiangyang Dalu led the charge, leaving a trail of dust as he headed for the summit.
”Third, Fourth, and Fifth Square Formations should be ordered to retreat!
”Commandant Xu, is it ready?”
……
Wang Chong stood on a rock. Before Xiangyang Dalu had even begun his charge, Wang Chong had already issued his order.
Xu Shiping lowered his head and reported, ”Milord, everything is ready!” But in truth, he had no idea what exactly he had been doing.
Wang Chong's tactics seemed completely different from traditional ones.
”Execute it!”
……
Boom!
A massive Halo of Thorns expanded from under Xiangyang Dalu's feet. Wrapped in an astounding power, Xiangyang Dalu and his hundreds of cavalry crashed against the sturdy defensive lines like a meteor. No person or defensive line could stand up to this power.
As a Profound Martial realm expert, Xiangyang Dalu was second only to Bachicheng.
There were certainly experts who could stand against him, but not these True Martial realm Tang soldiers. Xiangyang Dalu planned to use his own strength to open up the battlefield and crush this defensive line.
”Kill them all for me!” Xiangyang Dalu roared in Tibetan, his ruthless voice resounding through the sky. At this moment, Xiangyang Dalu would even kill a god or Buddha if they dared to stand in his way.
But then, something completely unanticipated happened. That hardy rock of a defensive line suddenly began to retreat. As if some invisible knife had cut it open, a large opening suddenly appeared in the dense defensive line.
And this opening was rapidly expanding.
”What's going on?”
Even someone as richly experienced as Xiangyang Dalu couldn't help but be stunned. In all his years in the army, he had never once encountered such a situation. On the fierce battlefield, such an opening was fatal! However, despite Xiangyang Dalu's surprise, his horse did not slow. That opening that seemed to naturally open up before it made that highland steed almost instinctively charge in.
”Hmph, I don't care what you're up to, but if you dare to open such a gap in front of me, you're only seeking death!”
A cold light shone in Xiangyang Dalu's eyes. Not only did he not attempt to slow his horse, he urged it on. For infantry to dare to open up a gap in their formation while fighting cavalry was suicidal. To all types of cavalry, a single gap in an opponent's defensive line was enough to immediately destroy the rest of it.
In Xiangyang Dalu's view, it was utterly childish for these Tang soldiers to do such a thing.
Horses neighed as Xiangyang Dalu instantly led his army into the gap. The Tang army parted like waves, but when Xiangyang Dalu saw what had been hiding behind that army, he paled. At his level, very little could cause him to lose his nerve, but this was certainly one of them.
”Ballistae!”
That forest of shining lights on the slope caused Xiangyang Dalu's expression to instantly change. Behind the defensive line were more than one hundred ballistae. These ballistae, carved with all sorts of powerful inscriptions, from left to right, from front to back, were all pointed at the Tibetan army behind Xiangyang Dalu.
”Despicable!”
Xiangyang Dalu roared in anger, a terrible grimace on his face. He had never expected that the Tang army's voluntary retreat had been concealing a trick, a trap, a trap made of ballistae. The whole world knew of the Great Tang's ballistae and their ability to pierce through Stellar Energy. Yet if there had only been one or two, Xiangyang Dalu wouldn't have cared.
But more than a hundred ballistae were not something that Xiangyang Dalu could ignore.
More importantly, the Tang army had clearly been preparing them for some time. By the time he saw the ballistae, they had all been readied to fire, leaving no chance of dodging.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
It was impossible to describe that sudden transformation. When those hundred-some ballistae simultaneously fired, even the heavens dimmed. The air vibrated as those mechanisms triggered, drowning out the sounds of fighting elsewhere. Thick ballista bolts, their tips glistening with a sharp light, shot toward the Tibetan cavalry in the gap like scythes of the god of death.
From top to bottom, left to right, these ballista bolts cut off the retreat for these Tibetan cavalry and left them nowhere to dodge. Not even an expert like Xiangyang Dalu had much space to maneuver, much less the ordinary soldiers behind him.
Ploosh!
Blood exploded as a Tibetan cavalryman and his horse were blown through by a black ballista bolt. The massive bolt pierced through his chest and came out through his back to continue its journey to the Tibetan behind him, and then a third, a fourth, a fifth…