Chapter 514: Major Victory! (1/2)
Chapter 514: Major Victory!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Rumble!
Halos reverberated with the clattering of metal as they enveloped the armies. The battle had finally reached the crucial moment!
Wang Chong had hidden the 2600 cavalry for a long time, holding them in reserve until they could explode and wash over the enemy like an unstoppable flood. And the one thousand Wootz Steel swords served as the best weapons to clear the way.
Roar!
”Kill!”
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The smack of flesh against flesh and the clang of saber against sword resonated through the air.
In normal circumstances, Wang Chong's 2600 cavalry would have been no match for Bachicheng's army of six thousand.
But Bachicheng's advance had been stymied by Li Siye, Old Eagle, and Xu Shiping, and the defensive lines Wang Chong had laid in the central army had still not been broken through. The gap in strategy and tactics had become fatal when facing the War Saint that was Wang Chong.
Cavalry had never been invincible!
Wang Chong was well aware of this fact.
Cavalry without speed was only infantry, perhaps even inferior!
Wang Chong's 2600 cavalry had become a high wall looming in the middle of Bachicheng's army, cutting the tail from the head. The chaos in the middle also made the Tibetans obstruct each other, completely nullifying their advantage in speed. Wang Chong didn't even need to participate. He just needed to stand on the summit, spreading out his Bane of the Battlefield halo to his army.
”Congratulations to user for killing 3601 Tibetan regular heavy cavalry!”
”Congratulations to user for killing 3723 Tibetan regular heavy cavalry!”
”Congratulations to user for killing 3845 Tibetan regular heavy cavalry!”
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”Congratulations to user for killing 6561 Tibetan regular heavy cavalry!”
”Congratulations to user for killing 7831 Tibetan regular heavy cavalry!”
”Congratulations to user for killing 8843 Tibetan regular heavy cavalry!”
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Countless messages resounded in his mind. On the blustery summit, Wang Chong's Bane of the Battlefield halo had already become a grade-two halo. Meanwhile, Wang Chong's strength climbed from the True Martial realm Tier 5 to Tier 6, a bonus that came from the advancement of his halo. Ever since his reincarnation, this had been the largest and most fruitful battle that Wang Chong had participated in.
As he saw the chaos on the slope and his army encircling the Tibetans, Wang Chong knew that he had won.
The battle ended one hour later.
As the sounds of fighting faded, the mountain finally exploded with cheers.
”We won, we won!”
”We really did win!”
”HAHAHA….”
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The exhausted soldiers, counting themselves lucky to be alive, looked excitedly at the corpses of the Tibetans and their highland steeds carpeting the slope. Countless Great Tang soldiers had died in the southwest war, dealing the Great Tang an unprecedented defeat. And in all of this vast empire of millions, not a single extra soldier could be found, not in Longxi, Beiting, Anxi, or Andong!
At a time like this, a victory like this truly was necessary to boost morale.
”I can't believe it, I can't believe it…”
Commandant Xu and his officers stood on an outcropping of rock, looking at the gruesome battlefield in excitement.
Although they had taken part in this battle, they were still completely baffled as to how this victory had happened. In Xu Shiping's mind, being able to keep his life in a battle of eight thousand soldiers against twelve thousand fierce Tibetan cavalry was already rather decent. But they had won! And it had been a decisive victory.
And if one added the fact that they were facing a powerful foe like Bachicheng, this victory felt even more inconceivable.
”A general's son, a true general's son! It's no wonder the Imperial Court sent him!”
Xu Shiping almost subconsciously turned to look at Wang Chong.
The merit for this victory unquestionably lay with Wang Chong alone. In Xu Shiping's hands, these same eight thousand soldiers would probably only be able to flee in defeat, but in Wang Chong's hands, they had displayed an unimaginable power.
At this moment, Wang Chong's unobtrusive figure was comparable to a god's.
Gallop!
While Xu Shiping was looking toward the summit, a messenger galloped to the summit on a horse. Dismounting, he strode forward and kneeled at Wang Chong's feet.
”Milord, we've won! Other than one thousand, we've killed almost all of the more than twelve thousand Tibetan cavalry!” The messenger's voice was suffused with an irrepressible joy.