Chapter 489 March in a Hurry!

Chapter four hundred and eighty nine

Booming, horseshoes bursting, smoke and dust billowing, on the road leading to the southwest, an army of thousands of people crossed mountains and ridges, wearing stars and moons, galloping towards the southwest.

"drive!"

Wang Chong swung his whip and took the lead. Behind him were a thousand masters from aristocratic families who were equipped with Uzi steel swords and iron armor from the outer sky, and thousands of masters who came suddenly.

It had been several days since they set off from the capital, and along the way, Wang Chong and others moved at almost the fastest speed. In three days and three nights, he had traveled thousands of miles.

This kind of rapid march was almost unimaginable, but even so, Wang Chong didn't feel at all relaxed.

"Warning, one hundred and twelve people died in battle, and there are less than 80,000 people in the Annan Protectorate!"

"Warning, one hundred and thirty-three people died in battle, the Annan Protectorate's Mansion is rapidly weakening, the host please take action as soon as possible!"

"Warning, 253 people died in battle, and only 74,517 people remain in Lion City!"

"Warning, the number of reductions in Lion City has accumulated to more than 500, and the host will be deducted 1 point of destiny energy as a punishment!"

"For every 500 deaths in Lion City, 1 point of fate energy point will be deducted from the host, reaching 5,000, 2 points will be deducted for every 500 people, and 30,000 people will be deducted, 3 points of fate energy point will be deducted for every 500 people!"

"If the host has no Destiny energy points to deduct, the host will die. If the host cannot reach the southwest battlefield within a month, the host will die. If the two violate any one, it will be regarded as the failure of the trial mission of fate, and the protagonist will die directly. "

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The cold, emotionless voice of the Stone of Destiny continued, pouring down from his mind like a waterfall. Every piece of information warned Wang Chong that time was running out.

But at this time, Wang Chong has flawlessly taken care of these things. All his thoughts were on the 80,000 soldiers on the battlefield in the southwest, and the tens or millions of Liming people living there.

Only he himself knows that there is absolutely no one left for himself.

"Twenty days! The food in the Lion City can only last for less than 20 days. Once the food is exhausted, morale will completely collapse. No matter how strong the Lion City is, it will definitely collapse..."

The wind howls on both sides,

Wang Chong's heart went up and down one after another, that kind of invisible pressure was squeezing him all the time. Only Wang Chong himself knew how much suffering he was enduring.

It's been too long in the capital, but Wang Chong knows that he has to do it. "If you want to be good at your work, you must first sharpen your tools." If you want to be involved in such a huge battlefield in the Southwest, do your best to change this major event that affects the entire Tang Dynasty and shakes the entire Middle-earth God Continent. You must be well prepared.

There are no batches of Uzi steel swords, no indestructible iron armor from the outer space, and no masters prepared by myself... No matter how many people I bring, no matter how urgently I rush, in the 300,000 Mengshezhao army and the 200,000 In front of the Dovan Uzbek army, there are only gnats shaking trees and praying arms blocking cars, which are insignificant.

"Soldiers are more expensive than many", but when the number of soldiers is not enough, Wang Chong can only work hard on the quality. So after the outbreak of the Southwest War, Wang Chong did not rush to lead these people south, but spent a lot of time forging weapons and training them.

Only when you are well prepared can you intervene in this war. So these time absolutely can not be saved.

Now that all the preparations in the early stage have been completed, Wang Chong must do his best to get back the time wasted in the early stage.

"How far is it to the next War Horse Stage Battle?"

Wang Chong didn't reply.

"There are still fifty miles, and all the horses for the transfer are ready. You can transfer at any time!"

A clear and sharp scream came from above the head, and the eagle stopped the flying eagle, while galloping side by side with Wang Chong. From Kyoto to the south, the distance is long, and no horse can bear this kind of rapid march day and night.

However, Wang Chong and others have never suffered from this kind of trouble.

The reason is very simple. Although Wang Chongyuan was in the capital before and the army did not move, the preliminary preparations, the marching route, and the rest station had already been prepared.

From the imperial capital to the south, on the road leading to the southwest, everything has been arranged properly, and there is no delay at all.

Almost every tens of miles, there was a post station, where there were war horses that Wang Chong had bought in exchange.

Batch after batch, the horses kept changing every few tens of miles, so as to maintain the combat effectiveness and the speed of the march to the maximum.

This is the organizational power in the army!

Wang Chong's arrangement was almost seamless and extremely meticulous, involving all aspects, yet no one could feel it.

This point, the current Dawu can do this in such a short period of time, very few. In his previous life, Wang Chong relied on this powerful organizational ability to march hundreds of miles, thousands of miles, maneuvering flexibly, and was never traced by those foreign invaders.

"Crane Wing Formation!"

After climbing over several undulating mountains, Wang Chong straightened his back and sat on the horse's back. He suddenly raised an arm and issued an order.

Rumbling, smoke and dust billowed on the official road, the originally orderly army suddenly became chaotic, and several war horses almost collided with each other.

But soon, the chaos disappeared, and the army of thousands of people quickly returned to normal, and the orders were banned, and they charged in unison, revealing a disciplined, iron-blooded army posture. One chip.

For Wang Chong's military training, he left it to Li Siye and Zhao Jingdian in the early stage, but he trained and taught himself in the later stage.

The "sage of soldiers" who was famous all over the world in his previous life and has been rumored to be ancient and modern has personally trained a group of troops. One can imagine the effect.

During the three-day march from the south of the capital, Wang Chong not only completed the reorganization of these reckless warriors, thousands of warriors were organized into the most basic unit "bai" in units of hundreds of people; "Shi" one by one; with five people as a unit, the smallest unit "Wu" was compiled.

And for all the Bai, Shi, and Wu, Wang Chong selected all the generals among them, and achieved the minimum level of command and prohibition.

In addition to this, Wang Chong also added new, a little more complicated, powerful cavalry charge formations such as the Yandang Formation in addition to the professors taught by Zhao Jingdian and others.

The current team is wearing standard armor, and the aura exuded by it is so diverse that it is completely different from before!

At the very least, this is already a rudimentary army.

"Front Arrow Array!"

A moment later, Wang Chong moved his arm, and the formation changed again. The "army" of thousands of people quickly changed into another formation, with a murderous aura.

In just ten days or so, the ability to train some reckless Kusanos to be like this is simply amazing.

But whether it was Li Siye, Zhao Jingdian, Eagle, or even those recruited masters, they all accepted this point unconsciously and took it as a matter of course.

Even they themselves don't realize the weirdness in it!

"Report!"

While marching in a hurry while training the army, a loud shout came from the distant mountains, and a horse hooved. A soldier of the Tang Dynasty in white robe seemed to be watching there. After waiting for a long time, he saw Wang Chong and others , suddenly raised his whip, and rushed out from the depths of the dense woods.

"My lord, my subordinates have been here for three days. The things you ordered are ready, please check them!"

The white-robed soldier stood in front of the army, turned over, fell like flying, and knelt in front of the army.

The light in Wang Chong's eyes lit up, and with a wave of his right hand, the thousands of troops came to a sudden stop, and they all stopped in an instant from extreme movement to extreme silence.

From going south to now, this is the first time he has stopped the pace of the army.

At a time like this, time is precious and every second counts. This is what Wang Chong urged everyone to preach during this time.

If there is no important matter, he will never let the army stop.

For a moment, Li Siye, Zhao Jingdian, and Luo Tong all focused their eyes on the white-robed soldier.

Only the eagle seemed to have understood something a long time ago, with a calm expression, looking ahead, without the slightest change in his eyes.