Chapter 767: Baiting the Mountain Army! (1/2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
”This is impossible!”
In the distance, Buluhu's eyes were open wide, his face covered in disbelief. The excessive shock and surprise had left his entire body trembling.
”This can't be happening!”
His body leaned forward, his hands and feet icy cold.
The scouts from the Qixi Protectorate were similarly stunned. Three hundred had unexpectedly defeated two thousand, a force nearly seven times their number.
”Impossible! Impossible… Just what sort of people are they?!”
These were all elites of the Qixi Protectorate army who had taken part in their fair share of battles, but they had never seen such formidable cavalry. Not only had they defeated a more numerous enemy, they had swept through them like they were dry weeds.
A few seconds later, the plateau was covered in countless corpses, man and horse. Weapons, limbs and blood were scattered across the grass in a radius of several hundred zhang.
A gruesome scene!
Whatever anyone else was thinking, on the battlefield, the clash between three hundred and two thousand had already been decided. The Tibetan formation had been cleaved open, with more than six hundred Tibetan cavalry dying in the first round. The remaining fourteen hundred were in a state of complete mayhem.
Squelch! Blades sliced through flesh as the three hundred Wushang Cavalry quickly divided into six teams of fifty that thrust into the remaining Tibetan cavalry like nooses, scattering them even more and beginning the reaping.
Without any formation and left to fight on their own, the Tibetans were simply no match for Wang Chong's Wushang Cavalry. In just a few moments, they had suffered grievous casualties—eight hundred, twelve hundred, fourteen hundred…
Soon, the Tibetan army had completely collapsed, their corpses carpeting the ground.
”Withdraw!”
In the distance, Buluhu finally gave the order to withdraw, unable to keep watching. At this order, the remaining Tibetan cavalry took flight like startled birds.
”Let them retreat.”
Wang Chong faintly smiled. Rather than chasing a cornered enemy, having these Tibetans experience the true power of his side was enough.
The three hundred Wushang Cavalry quickly reformed and returned. The entire process occurred in a silent and orderly fashion, just as they had left, with the same indescribable intimidation.
At this moment, let alone the Qixi scouts observing the battle from nearby, even the distant Buluhu and his Tibetan soldiers were speechless.
A deathly stillness had settled over the battlefield, suffused with an indescribable pressure.
”What are the casualties?” Wang Chong asked.
”One heavily injured, two lightly injured. The rest are fine,” Li Siye reported.
”Good enough.”
Wang Chong smiled. These casualties were acceptable. Now that they had finished cultivating the Wushang Halo, the Wushang Cavalry were on a completely different level, more than enough to deal with that Tibetan vanguard.
After all, the Wushang Cavalry were hailed as the strongest force of cavalry in the era of calamity.
The entire plateau descended into an eerie silence. Wang Chong did not continue his attacks, and in the distance, Buluhu and his Ü-Tsang Mountain Army remained quiet. Though they continued to look in Wang Chong's direction, they did not hastily launch any further attacks.
”Lord Marquis, they seemed to have become even more cautious. They probably won't attack for a while,” Li Siye suddenly said as he looked forward.
The three hundred cavalry truly had succeeded in defeating the enemy, but they had also made Buluhu even more cautious and less likely to attack. The goal of this incursion onto the plateau was dealing with the Tibetans, uprooting all the strength they had in the area.
If they retracted back into their shell, then this mission would be pointless.
”Relax. It's fine if they attack, and even better if they don't.”
Wang Chong grinned, confident and assured. He had made many plans and prepared an extremely long time for this operation, so it wasn't important to Wang Chong how the Tibetans reacted.
He suddenly turned his head and said, ”Pass on my order to begin the second phase of the plan.”
”Heave! Ho! Heave! Ho!…”
Shouts came from the plateau below, and after a few moments, craftsmen emerged with ropes on their backs and made their way up.
The ropes were tied to heavy steel modules.
Ten, twenty, one hundred, five hundred… in a few short moments, thousands of craftsmen transferred from the City of Steel had pulled a large number of steel modules up to the plateau.