Chapter 780: The White Braves, the Great Bon Formation! (1/2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
”All soldiers, hear my order! Change formation…”
A thunderous voice quickly rose from behind Wang Chong. With Li Siye's order, the five thousand Wushang Cavalry quickly began to shift.
Neigh! As horses whinnied and armor clattered, the Wushang Cavalry quickly completed the formation change. In a flash, the aura of the army transformed, and a frigid and fiendish aura began to surge into the sky.
A simple change of formation instantly attracted the attention of all spectators to this battle. Even the grass around the Wushang Cavalry had begun to exude a grim and bleak aura.
”Milord, what's going on over there?”
”Such thick fiendish energy! What is that brat doing?”
”Those cavalry of Wushang don't seem normal.”
The people of the Qixi Protectorate were quick to notice the transformation of the Wushang Cavalry. On this tense battlefield, a change in the forces on any side would draw everyone's focus.
No one understood what Wang Chong was doing. Even though the Wushang Cavalry hadn't even begun to charge, they seemed even more dangerous and fierce than before.
Right now, anyone who looked at Wang Chong's forces, even at great distances, would instinctively feel a deep unease. If they looked carefully, they would even feel that the five thousand Wushang Cavalry were unleashing some invisible energy that was blurring the air around them.
None of them had ever encountered such a situation before.
Although they were clueless as to the meaning of all this, everyone could sense that the Wushang Cavalry had become extremely formidable.
”It appears to be some sort of formation…”
Among the Qixi generals, none was more experienced than the commander of the western front, Heba Ye. His pupils had constricted into tiny holes as he stared at the Wushang Cavalry.
Heba Ye knew almost all the formations of the Great Tang like the back of his hand, and he alone was capable of utilizing several of them whenever the situation called for it.
Heba Ye had spent many years campaigning in the Western Regions, and few people could compare to him in this aspect. But even Heba Ye could not recognize the formation Wang Chong was using.
From the aura, it was definitely a top-class battle formation, so there was no reason he shouldn't have seen it, or at least heard of it.
”Milord…”
Heba Ye subconsciously turned to the Qixi Protector-General, Fumeng Lingcha. In terms of experience, no one could surpass Fumeng Lingcha.
He was the Protector-General of Qixi, one of the Great Tang's few and most elite Great Generals, and there was probably very little that he did not know.
But to Heba Ye's surprise, what he saw was Fumeng Lingcha with his brow tightly creased, staring hard in Wang Chong's direction.
It appeared that he was just as mystified.
Stunned, Heba Ye was momentarily speechless.
……
”Milord!”
Fumeng Lingcha and the Qixi Protectorate army were far from the only ones unsettled by the change in Wang Chong's army. At the same moment, in the rear of the Tibetan army, the generals had turned serious and were beginning to look toward Dusong Mangpoje.
Dayan Mangban and his five thousand White Braves were admittedly formidable, but those Wushang Cavalry of the Great Tang also gave off an aura of ferocity, and after experiencing the unstoppable charge of those five thousand Tang, witnessing them cut down Tibetans like they were weeds, no one dared to underestimate them.
Those corpses that still carpeted the battlefield had been the price for underestimating the Tang.
Dusong Mangpoje remained silent, his expression as placid as an ancient well. But those officers who were familiar with him had clearly noticed that when Wang Chong's forces had changed formation, Dusong Mangpoje had leaned forward and his muscles tensed. But he had very quickly relaxed, regaining his normal composure.
”Milord, that Tang isn't easy to deal with. What if we send soldiers to reinforce General Dayan?” a Tibetan general nervously said to Dusong Mangpoje.
When they had heard that Huoshu Huicang and Dalun Ruozan had lost in the southwest to that Great Tang youth, most of them hadn't believed it, but after witnessing that inconceivable explosion, all of them regarded that seemingly 'ordinary' youth like a god.
”There's no need!”
Dusong Mangpoje's eyes flashed for a moment.
”Dayan Mangban's five thousand White Braves are already more than enough. His five thousand soldiers are our strongest force. If not even Dayan Mangban can do anything about the Tang, sending more soldiers would just be adding to our losses.”