Chapter 623: The Decisive Battle! The Terrifying Duan Gequan! (1/2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Xianyu Zhongtong's brows rose as he suddenly ordered, ”Someone, inform Young Master that he should be on guard at all times!”
”But…”
The messenger hesitated as he glanced up the mountain. Wang Chong's attention was currently split, a massive burden placed upon him as he almost singlehandedly managed the battlefield.
One could easily the massive pressure placed on Wang Chong's shoulders as he commanded sixty thousand soldiers against three hundred thousand.
Almost all his attention was on commanding. He had no mind for anything else.
At a time like this, no one wanted to trouble him with anything else.
”We can't concern ourselves with something like that! If there's a problem on the frontlines, we can make up for it, but if Duan Gequan strikes, the entire army will be wiped out. I have a feeling that Duan Gequan is about to act. This venomous snake of Erhai won't be able to wait that long,” Xianyu Zhongtong said.
As his mortal enemy, Xianyu Zhongtong had a very strong intuition about Duan Gequan. When Duan Gequan was being patient, it didn't mean that he was afraid. On the contrary, that was a sign that he was about to explode.
The messenger nodded and quickly left.
Xianyu Zhongtong's surroundings once more fell silent, as if that fierce melee around him had no relation to him.
”Duan Gequan, Duan Gequan… no matter what you're scheming, what you're up to, I'll always be watching you. I won't give you even a sliver of a chance!”
A few thoughts flickered through Xianyu Zhongtong's eyes as he quickly composed himself.
In this battle, Duan Gequan was foreordained to be his!
……
Time no longer had any meaning in this place. So intense was the battle that it was incapable of growing more intense. In every moment, a great number of Mengshe Zhao, Tibetan, and Great Tang soldiers were dying.
The corpses were piling up so high that some of them were even rolling down the mountain.
The brown flanks of the mountain had by now been dyed a grisly red, and the thick stench of blood filled the air.
”It's about time!”
Far at the base of the mountain, a pair of unnoticed eyes blinked before swiftly vanishing.
……
The clashing of weapons could be heard all over the mountain.
In a place close to the summit, the black banner of the Annan Protectorate army flapped prominently in the air. Unlike other places on this mountain, the area under this banner had remained extremely quiet.
But in this silence, an unease and anxiety were seeping through the air.
”Why? What is Duan Gequan thinking? Does he really not plan to move?”
On the mountain, Xianyu Zhongtong and his surrounding generals were all staring at the chariot and Duan Gequan upon it. Both sides had suffered terrible casualties, but Duan Gequan still had no intentions of acting.
”Impossible! Are Geluofeng and Duan Gequan prepared to just let things end like this?”
Xianyu Zhongtong gritted his teeth.
He had spent more than seventy percent of this battle in a state of complete calm, but at this moment, Xianyu Zhongtong had to admit that his mood was growing imbalanced.
Duan Gequan was no incompetent and feeble coward. On the contrary, he was far more threatening than anyone else. In a battle like this, it was impossible for him to be helpless.
Xianyu Zhongtong knew that there was something he had missed.
He could see nothing, but the danger in the air was only getting worse.
This sort of ill foreboding almost made Xianyu Zhongtong go crazy!
”Impossible, impossible! …Duan Gequan, you definitely aren't one to sit still!”
Xianyu Zhongtong clenched his fists, his eyes fixed on that distant figure, that figure hidden behind Geluofeng's back.
Scenes from the battle of Erhai began to appear before his eyes, the blood and corpses of thousands as far as the eyes could see. The bodies of his soldiers carpeted the ground, and even the vast Erhai was dyed red.
Rather than say that he had lost in the battle of Erhai to Mengshe Zhao's massive army, it was better to say that he had lost to that man always hidden in the shadows. That man had struck at the critical moment, piercing through the Tang lines in a single blow, ending the lives of one hundred thousand soldiers and leaving them to rot on the Erhai plains.
”No matter what, I won't let you repeat that scene!”
Xianyu Zhongtong tightened his fists, his eyes dyed a bloody red.
”AH!”
Cries of alarm came from beside him. The Annan Protectorate army generals were all looking in panic at Xianyu Zhongtong.
”Milord, blood!”
Some wet thing dropped onto his hand. Xianyu Zhongtong felt his face and realized that his nose had begun to bleed.
Was I working my mind too much?
Xianyu Zhongtong looked at the blood on his hand with a little contempt for himself, a blurry reflection of his pale and grimacing face within. But as he was looking at his reflection, he noticed that something had flown over his head.
Xianyu Zhongtong stood in a daze for a moment, his mind completely blank. Although there was nothing before his eyes, Xianyu Zhongtong felt like his body was ice-cold.
”Not good!”