Chapter 527 Turning Point! Turn Defense Into Offense!

Chapter five hundred and twenty seventh

"Good opportunity! Come on, these guys can't hold it anymore!"

"Hey! Kill them all, don't let them escape!"

"The general has an order to kill one and reward ten cattle and sheep!"

"Crush them! Annan's guards can't hold on anymore!"

"Come on!"

...

Waves of howling, bloodthirsty, and madness came from the Uzang iron cavalry. After fighting with the Annan Protectorate Army for so long, they were still unable to attack. The defense of the Annan Protectorate Army was extremely tenacious.

However, the more he resisted, the more killing intent was aroused in everyone's hearts. Uzbek Tibetans are famous for their fierceness and bravery. The stronger the opponent, the more they can arouse their desire to conquer. What's more, as the old enemy and old opponent in this area, this time is the best chance to destroy the Great Tang Annan Protectorate Army.

Boom!

If you use any command, thousands of Uzbek iron cavalry are chasing and killing like water from the gate, while rushing straight to the top of the mountain. Looking from a distance, the top of the mountain is where the Tang people's commander-in-chief is. As long as they cut off the commander-in-chief's flag, they can be completely defeated.

"Kill!"

A burst of shouts in Uzbekistan pierced the sky, and horseshoes splashed, mixing with the sound of the rainstorm. The scimitars of Uzbekistan are densely packed like a forest, and bursts of blood are shining in the void.

"Go, go!"

The leading general kept urging, and his eyes were bleeding urgently. How can two legs outrun four? If it weren't for the group of iron cavalry in the front who had slowed down during the positional battle and went uphill again, I'm afraid everyone would have died here now.

However, even so, this kind of comprehensive retreat may sacrifice a large number of soldiers.

"My lord, I hope your decision is right!"

The leading general glanced at the top of the mountain, his heart was bleeding. War requires sacrifice, and there is no doubt that people like myself should be the objects of sacrifice. But war is like this, even if the truth is, he can't blame anything.

Just hope it's all worth it.

"Sharp Archers,

Five hundred to six hundred steps ahead, scatter! "

Wang Chong looked at the chaotic formation in the northeast, without the slightest expression in his eyes.

Bang bang bang!

As soon as the sound fell, thousands of arrows rained like locusts, thrown into the void, and then shot down suddenly. Xi Yuyu turned his back on his horse, and an iron cavalry named Uszang fell off his horse and fell to the ground.

Hundreds of Uzang cavalry were scattered in various places, and they fell to the ground, causing the speed of the cavalry to charge suddenly to slow down. But with such a slowdown, the pressure on all the retreating Datang Buqi lightened, and they suddenly gained that chance of life.

Everyone rushed towards the top of the mountain at full speed.

"Prepare!"

Wang Chong's face was calm, and he stared down the mountain without moving. Everything, like the flowers in the landscape and the moon in the water, was all reflected in his heart, and no detail could escape his eyes.

Tens of thousands of Uzbek troops rushed in through the gap like a crucian carp crossing a river, and they were getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain where Wang Chong was. At this distance, Wang Chong could even see the bulging veins on their heads through the rain, but Wang Chong remained unmoved.

The banner above his head was rattling in the rain, but Wang's heart was peaceful.

Time flies, it seems that there is only a moment of time, and it seems that countless long hours have passed. Suddenly, a calm countdown sounded from the top of the mountain:

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

When it came to one, Wang Chong swung down his right hand wrapped in golden armour:

"Order Zheng Yannian, Zhang Zhi, and Feng Long's army to stand by, change formation, and charge to the right!"

"Order Zhao Qian, Huang He, and Fu Long's army to prepare for a long snake formation!"

"start!"

...

With the clatter of horseshoes, a famous herald flew away.

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Boom!

The next moment, just as a Uzbek cavalry was about to rush to the top of the mountain, screaming crazily, with a ferocious face, there was a sudden change. It turned out to be a little chaotic, and the passive northern army suddenly came alive.

Thousands of troops, each phalanx, is like a rotating gear, running crazily.

Bang, the first change happened at the end of the defense line, without any warning, a pawn suddenly thrust out obliquely, a mixed phalanx of shield soldiers, infantry and axe soldiers rushed in like a berserker, like a Like a sharp knife, it divided the torrent of cavalry of the Uzbek Tibetans into two and forcibly separated them.

And almost at the same time, hundreds of thousands of giant ballistas were suddenly pushed out from the darkness at the top of the mountain.

"No, there is an ambush!"

"Trap! This is a trap!"

"That's despicable! Kill them!"

...

Xi Yuyu's horse neighed endlessly, and the first wave of giant crossbow attacks directly took away hundreds of Uzang cavalry. Outside the formation, Uzang's troops were extremely scattered, and the power of the ballista was far less powerful.

But Wang Chong deliberately set up this opening. In the narrow space, in order to chase down the "deserters", the Uzbek Tibetans broke through the formation of the Annan Protectorate Army and swarmed in. The ranks became extremely dense.

Not only the above, but almost at the same time, all the left and right sides of the Uzbek Tibetans were crazily squeezing towards the Uzbek Tibetan in the center.

The situation on the battlefield was originally suppressed by the number of Tibetans in Uzbekistan, but at this moment, in the pocket laid down by Wang Chong, they occupied an absolute number, and it became a situation where the more fought the less. There were tens of thousands of Annan Protectorate Army in all directions besieging eight or nine thousand Uzbek iron cavalry.

"Quick, step back! Open your mouth and join the army!"

"Don't let them cut us off!"

"Everyone follow me!"

...

The Uzbek Tibetan in his pocket was not a powerful general. When he saw that something was wrong, he turned around and started to attack the "sealed" one. As long as you break through this hole and join the army, this trap will be broken immediately.

Not only that, but as long as the army converges, doing so will put you in a cage and dig your own grave.

"Kill them all!"

"You bastards, hurry up, don't let them close together!"

"hurry up!"

...

Outside the "pocket", other Uzbek Tibetans were also in a hurry. The eyes of thousands of Uzbek Tibetan cavalry were red and bleeding. No one expected this to happen. This method of warfare is completely different from before.

However, they haven't waited for them to react.

Bang, the next moment, a "long snake" screamed, swung over suddenly, and plunged obliquely into the army. At the critical moment, Zhao Qian, Huang He, and Fu Long's army, who were a little far away, also completed a one-character change.

The two armies overlapped and formed two lines of blades, one pointing inwards to resist the fight of trapped beasts from the Uzbek army in the pocket, while the other was facing outwards to resist the impact of other Uzbek Tibetans.

"Roar!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Woo!"

The battle situation in the Northeast suddenly reached a fever pitch at this moment. One side wanted to rescue the trapped eight or nine thousand cavalrymen, while the other side desperately stopped them. Both sides tried their best, the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword, the neighing and screams of the horse, all resounded in the rain.

The changes caused by the Northeast are far more than that. Seeing the plight in the Northeast, almost all the Tibetans in Uzbekistan rushed here to help.

"Kill them!"

"We must not let them succeed!"

...

On the horse's back, a Uzang general was lying on his body, his eyes glistened with blood.

Only a 70,000-strong striker was able to find traces and chase after them. If the Tang people use this method to wipe out one-seventh of the army, it will definitely be a serious blow to the army.

The general and prime minister don't know what kind of punishment they will receive.

"Go! Let's lead our troops to support!"

The situation was urgent. On the top of the mountain, Chen Shusun also had a look of anxiety in his eyes. Wang Chong's tactics are completely different from the conventional ones. Where others desperately wanted to defend, he gave up without hesitation.

Where others would give up, he persisted without hesitation.

Although it felt a bit unacceptable, Chen Shusun had to admit that Wang Chong's strategy was very effective. If they can annihilate the Uzbek army of more than 8,000 people, it will definitely be a huge blow to them.

At least it can suppress people's morale while boosting one's own morale.

"Wait a minute!"

Just when Chen Shusun was about to set off in person, Wang Chong stopped him without hesitation with a wave of his big hand.

"Wait a minute, now is not the time for you to go!"

Wang Chong said calmly, without even looking in Chen Shusun's direction.

"However, under the current situation, the 8,000-strong Uzbek army must be wiped out as soon as possible, otherwise disaster will ensue!"

Chen Shusun said anxiously.

The northeastern region was originally a weak point in the army's defense due to the Eldest Young Master's coma, but now, this situation has been reversed instantly in Wang Chong's hands. Weaknesses have turned into strengths. If not done well, the Uzbek Tibetans will lose eight or nine thousand people here.

Although for the 200,000-odd Uzang-Ali royal family, these eight or nine thousand troops are not enough to hurt their bones, but this is definitely not a small injury. At least, even Huoshu Guicang and Daqin Ruozan dare not say that they ignore such a huge loss.

"Hmph, don't worry, the real war is far from starting!"

Wang Chong said calmly, and gave a rare laugh, but in this kind of fierce war, not only did the people who heard it not smile at all, but they felt an extremely heavy feeling. At least, when Chen Shusun heard Wang Chong's words, his pupils shrank involuntarily.

"It's not even started yet..."

Chen Shusun glanced at the fiery battle at the foot of the mountain, compared with the faint sneer at the corner of Wang Chong's mouth, suddenly, an irresistible thought appeared in his mind, and his heart beat wildly. With eight or nine thousand Tibetans in Uzbekistan, isn't this kind of victory considered a victory for Wang Chong?

Or, does he have any other plans?

Although he has followed the Wang family for two generations, he knows everything about the Wang family like the back of his hand, and even hugged Wang Chong when he was young. But at this moment, Chen Shusun still felt a strange feeling in his heart.

He has also heard a lot about Wang Chong's rumors, those who were ignorant and idle in the capital, those who stood up in the event of the capital's Jiedu envoy, did their part, and all kinds of things in the capital...

The front and back are completely two people.

But no matter what the outside world said, for Chen Shusun, he always remembered Wang Chong when he was young. It's neither good nor bad, although it's not as stunning and talented as in the legend, but it's by no means the kind of ignorant, idle playboy.

But at this moment, looking at Wang Chong in front of him, Chen Shusun felt a familiar yet strange feeling in his heart.

No matter which one is said in the legend of the capital, it is completely incompatible with the Wang Chong in front of him.

This kind of indifferent and commanding feeling is not at all like a teenager can have, no! Not only was he calm and composed, but his command was determined. In Wang Chong's body, there was also a kind of planning and planning that even a veteran in the army for decades could not have done.

As for the sentence "The real war has not yet begun", Chen Shusun felt that the young man in front of him was suddenly covered with layers of fog, giving him an unfathomable feeling. With his dozens of years of experience in the army, having participated in so many battles, and seeing so many famous generals, including Wang Yan and the Eldest Young Master, he still can't judge Wang Chong's intentions at all.

If Wang Chong's real goal is not the eight or nine thousand Uzbekistans trapped in the encirclement, then what is his real goal? Is there any other purpose?

"What exactly does the young master want to do?"

Chen Shusun's eyes scanned the fierce battlefield below, but he couldn't judge Wang Chong's real purpose at all.

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However, Wang Chong ignored Chen Shusun who was beside him, perhaps he would not have thought about what he was thinking even if he noticed it. At this moment, all his attention was on the fierce battlefield. Thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, and the gray torrential rain became one piece.

If a person stands in such a torrential rain, it is easy to be submerged. But it is not the same thing when thousands of cavalry come together. It's like a black spot the size of a mote of dust on white paper, and you won't notice it at all.

But when thousands of such dust-sized black spots gather together to form a thick drop of ink, no one can ignore it.

"Almost, it's time to start!"

Wang Chong looked down the mountain, and saw the long Uzbek cavalry roaring towards them. Everyone went crazy and wanted to rescue the eight or nine thousand cavalry. Even cavalry from other places were attracted.

It was as if the place where Wang Chong was was turned into a deadly magnet.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Wang Chong's mouth slowly rose, revealing a cold smile. It is not bad that the Uzbek Tibetans can fight like this without knowing the art of war, but the art of war has never been that simple.

"Prepare!"

Wang Chong suddenly said. The simple two words, the voice was neither high nor low, but it exploded over the top of the mountain like a thunderbolt. Chen Shusun and all the generals on the top of the mountain were shocked.

"The archer listens to the order, southeast, 3,500 meters, within a radius of 30 feet, shoot densely!"

After a long time, this is the second time Wang Chong issued an order.

Boom boom boom!

Following Wang Chong's voice, without the slightest hesitation, bursts of machine scraping sounded from the top of the mountain, and all the archers shot out their long arrows. Boom boom boom, accompanied by the shooting of the archer phalanx, in the southeast direction, far away from the fierce battle area, a dense rain of arrows shot down, and a group of thousands of cavalry rushed to help from other places, and crashed into the In the rain of arrows.

"Xi Yuyu!"

There were bursts of shrill horse hissing in the mud, and in the dense rain of arrows, a cavalry fell to the ground with his horse and man, and his body slid in the rain, crashing far away. This sudden rain of arrows was unexpected.

The iron cavalry in the rear was extremely fast, unable to dodge for a while, they entangled them one after another, and fell far away amidst the neighing of horses. Affected by this, the army in the rear was in chaos.

But the changes are much more than that!

The place Wang Chong chose was not only the forward of this reinforcement, but also the swirling center and node of the Uzbek reinforcements in the entire area. When a large army is in chaos, it is not only oneself that hinders the chaos, but also reinforcements from other directions.

"Xi Yuyu!"

A group of barley horses stood up and neighed loudly. One after another Uzang iron cavalry kept hitting them. In the rain, the ground was wet and slippery, and they couldn't stop even if they pulled the reins.

In just a short while, the chaos of hundreds of people turned into chaos of thousands of people, and it expanded rapidly.

The cavalry column behind had no other choice but to stop early. Without the high-speed impact, the power of the cavalry will be lost. More importantly, the large-scale chaos of five or six thousand people has become the biggest weakness of the army.

"This, how is this possible!"

On the top of the mountain, when Chen Shusun saw this scene, his mind was roaring, his eyes were rounded, and his heart was full of turmoil.

He has been in the army for decades and has participated in countless wars. The phalanx of sharpshooters is the basic equipment. Any legion with more than tens of thousands of people is basically equipped with a special army of sharpshooters.

Its function is to kill and injure the opponent in advance before the two armies meet, reduce the opponent's personnel, and at the same time indirectly reduce the damage of one's own side.

But after witnessing so many battles, Chen Shusun has never seen any general who can use the phalanx of archers to such an extent. Just a wave of arrow rain caused large-scale chaos in the opponent's army.

This has nothing to do with the number of kills by the archers, but has risen to the strategic level.

With just this one step, Wang Chong at least prevented tens of thousands of troops from approaching. At the strategic level, it is enough to control the overall situation of this war.

"Order the 17th and 18th phalanxes, the two generals Zhang Wei and Jiang Tong, to give up defense and attack across the board!"

Sure enough, in the next step, Wang Chong ordered the Annan Protectorate Army in the southeast direction to choose the initiative to attack without hesitation.

"Boom!"

Under the mountains, tens of thousands of Tibetans in Uzbekistan tried to take measures to retreat voluntarily, but they had already retreated. As the Tang Dynasty in the southeast rushed fiercely into the reinforcement node, the Uzbek army was immediately killed and turned into chaos.

And different from the Uzbek cavalry in the pocket, the Uzbek army at the node position couldn't advance or retreat, and everyone was huddled together, and there was no way to dodge.

Without speed, cavalry is infantry!

But looking at the world, there is no pawn that can compare with Datang.

Scoff!

In the cold rain, blood splattered everywhere, and the sound of blunt objects falling to the ground could be heard endlessly. After so many years of war, the Annan Protectorate Army has already accumulated a set of effective methods on how to deal with the Uzbek cavalry with thick plate armor.

Xuanhua axes flashed in the air, dancing the dance of death, while the sharp spears spit out letters like poisonous snakes, stabbing into the unprotected eyes of the barley horse continuously, and only one blow pierced the eyes more than once. , pierced into the brain.

The world-renowned barley horse fell heavily in the mud before it could even scream.

"Almost, it's my turn!"

Gusts of wind slapped the rain, Wang Chong raised his head slowly, looked at the dark clouds above his head, and then took a step forward.

"Boom!"

This step shook the mountain, and with this step, Wang Chong finally let go of the aura of "Enemy of Ten Thousand Soldiers" in his body, and circles of ripples that were invisible to the naked eye swept away in all directions centered on Wang Chong.

The most critical step in the whole war, and a pawn that can determine victory or defeat, finally fell at this time...

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