Chapter 570: The Decisive Battle! Facing a Dilemma! (1/2)
Chapter 570: The Decisive Battle! Facing a Dilemma!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Bangbangbang!
The situation on the battlefield was constantly fluctuating. While Dalun Ruozan, Huoshu Huicang, and the others were dazed by the tactics being displayed by the Tang army, Wang Chong's tactics were already beginning to show their effects. As the orderly yet dense ranks of the Tang army charged down the mountain, a harvest of slaughter took place once more. One soldier of the Whitestone Corps after another screamed as they were felled by the spears and axes of the Annan Protectorate army.
”Kill! Don't be afraid of them!”
A few of the braver Whitestone Corps soldiers grew furious and roared, attempting to charge forward and take down a few Tang soldiers with them. But with flashes of light, squelch squelch squelch! Sabers and swords stabbed in, running them through. It took mere moments for these fearless soldiers of the Whitestone Corps to fall backward, their eyes wide open.
That shouldn't be!
As these Whitestone Corps soldiers fell, their hearts were filled with reluctance. By the shore of the Erhai, they had killed their fair share of Great Tang elites.
And through the deaths of these elites of the Annan Protectorate army, they had built up a formidable self-confidence.
The Whitestone Corps was not one bit lacking compared to the Annan Protectorate army. No! It far surpassed it!
But none of them understood how things could have changed so quickly. This battle had been fought in a complete fog. Although they had been able to see everything clearly, they were clueless as to what had happened in their defeat.
We clearly had the advantage, so why did it turn out like this…
With these final thoughts, the minds of these Whitestone Corps soldiers went dark. Thud thud thud! Countless corpses covered the mountainside. This time, the casualties the Whitestone Corps had suffered far surpassed the first time, and the deaths had happened over a much shorter period of time.
When more than ten thousand people were taking part in a battle, the number of deaths could climb to a massive sum far faster than people could imagine.
”Warning: the number of deaths in the Annan Protectorate army has reached 1021! User is one step closer to obliteration!
”Congratulations to user! For killing 20000 Mengshe Zhao soldiers, the limit has been increased by 1000 (500*2). The condition for user's obliteration has been updated! When the remaining soldiers of the Annan Protectorate army drop below 39000, user will be obliterated!”
……
A familiar voice unleashed a waterfall of messages in Wang Chong's mind. As he stood on the summit, his hair flying in the wind, a smile crept onto his face.
”The Whitestone Corps… only has eighty thousand soldiers left!”
Mengshe Zhao organized its army in a similar fashion to the Great Tang's. It mostly consisted of infantry, and amongst all the corps, the Whitestone Corps, whose soldiers wielded protective shields, was always the corps at the very front.
Without the protection of the Whitestone Corps, the Mengshe Zhao would present much less of a threat to the Great Tang.
The quality of the Great Tang's equipment was known throughout the world. All of its soldiers were armed to the teeth. If the Whitestone Corps didn't exist, the Great Tang would be able to quickly exploit their advantage in equipment.
With 1021 deaths, this is almost a 20:1 ratio in casualties. Not bad! If I can keep this ratio, the one hundred thousand Great Tang soldiers can grind away all five hundred thousand soldiers of the Mengshe–Ü-Tsang army!
Wang Chong inwardly sneered. With regards to these people with wild ambitions who coveted the Central Plains and the Great Tang, only a harsh lesson would let them understand down to their very bones that there were some things and some people that could not be offended, that could not be coveted!
”Pull back! Back! Back!”
On the mountain, all the soldiers were panicking. The initial eight-thousand-some casualties hadn't caused much of a stir, but now that this number had reached twenty thousand and was still increasing, everything had changed.
Twenty thousand deaths in an army of one hundred thousand was one death in every five soldiers… The corpses scattered over the mountain were not something that anyone could disregard.
”Retreat!”
”Damn it! What did these scoundrels do!”
……
In three consecutive waves, the Tang army had used exactly the same method to defeat the Whitestone Corps, leaving all the officers of the Whitestone Corps terrified. They had completely understood the plan and intention, yet they still could not prevent their enemies from using this simple plan to defeat them.
”Bastard!”
Duan Wuzong was both shocked and infuriated. The Medicine King behind him and the massive Halo of Thorns under him were both being pushed to their maximum level. Boom boom boom! One wave of Stellar Energy after another crashed against Zhao Wujiang.