Chapter 528 Turning Point! Turn Defense Into Offense! (2)
Chapter 528
Rumble!
Waves of invisible ripples spread in all directions, covering the entire army. Today, the range of Wang Chong's halo has reached an astonishing level, and the mountainous terrain and the concentration of the army make even more use of the power of Wang Chong's halo.
"Attention! The power of the halo is activated! From now on, within the coverage of the halo, every time an enemy soldier is killed in battle, the power of the host's halo will increase for a while!"
Suddenly, a familiar voice rang in my ears.
Hearing the voice from the sky, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Wang Chong's mouth, with an expression of no surprise on his face. During this period of time, Wang Chong has already figured out a rule. If he wants to gain strength from the war, he must become the supreme commander of a legion, and the commander must belong to his own legion.
The other way is to spread the halo. The area covered by the halo will weaken the opponent's strength, which is equivalent to participating in the battle in person, so you can also gain strength from the war.
"Buzz!"
When the halo passed, everyone in the battle didn't feel anything yet, but the Uzbek Tibetans on the opposite side immediately felt it.
"What's going on? Why has my halo weakened!"
"Damn it, why did my movements suddenly slow down so much!"
"Why do you suddenly feel that your strength has decreased a lot? What's going on?"
...
The Tibetans of Uzbekistan were originally in chaos, but suddenly found that their strength had decreased a lot, their strength, speed, and agility were all weakened, and they were even more flustered. What people fear most is not a powerful opponent, nor is it that the number of enemies far exceeds them, but unknown power.
Wang Chong's aura of Enemy of Ten Thousand Soldiers will not increase the strength of his own side, so people on his side will not notice it. But it will weaken the enemy's strength, which is completely different from any kind of halo power.
At least, this kind of aura absolutely does not exist in the entire Tang Dynasty, and among the various kingdoms.
Consciously no one would have thought of that.
What's more, Wang Chong's aura doesn't have any special external manifestations, and it's not easy to detect. And in this gray and rainy environment, there are no signs to look for.
"Boom!"
no time to think,
Rumble, with the initiative of Annan's Protectorate Army, the whole battle situation changed unexpectedly. For the first time since the battle, Annan's Protectorate Army has taken the absolute advantage and initiative in the scene.
Booming, the army was defeated like a mountain, and the tops of the mountains looked down. The vast Uzang cavalry was obviously cut into two sections, and they were attacked by the enemy.
There were more than 8,000 enemy troops in the pockets that Wang Chong clothed, and outside the main battlefield, another knife was inserted at the nodes supported by the Uzbek army in all directions. What's more, the wave of arrows shot by Wang Chong commanded by the Divine Arrow Group caused chaos at the nodes and indirectly blocked a large area of troops in the rear.
Therefore, although the number of Wusi Tibetan iron cavalry is astonishing, they are completely unable to exert their power when they are blocked by the front.
"Xi Yuyu!"
The war horse roared, and the barley horses hunted with their manes, and fell to the ground with a miserable hiss. The ax soldiers in the village often felled these barley horses to the ground with a single axe. Another Tibetan from Uzbekistan slashed at him with a knife, but was sent flying by the other with just one punch.
In terms of personal strength, there is no single enemy. For some unknown reason, the Uzbek Tibetans, who were brave and good at fighting in the past, suddenly seemed to have lost a lot of strength.
"It's unrealistic, when did I become so powerful!"
A shield soldier looked at his fist and was stunned. He has been fighting in Lion City for so long, and he has never seen when he can knock a Uzbek Tibetan off his horse with a single frontal punch.
"Hahaha, the Tibetans of Uzbekistan are nothing more than that!"
A spearman watched his long spear smash into the gap of the armor on the opposite side, and the tip of the spear pierced the horse's head and pierced the opponent's neck, and the whole person was extremely excited. He didn't understand what happened just now, but the Tibetans of Uzbekistan, who used to be extremely fast and extremely agile, suddenly slowed down a lot at this moment.
The spearman watched helplessly as the opponent's scimitar brushed half a step away, allowing himself to stab him through with one shot.
No matter what happened, there is no doubt that he succeeded.
And the same thing is happening everywhere on the battlefield.
The strength of the Annan Protectorate Army and the strength of the Uz Tibetans were originally only on par, but at this moment, the Annan Protectorate Army clearly gained the upper hand and suppressed the enemy.
"Hahaha, brothers, kill! It's time for our Annan Guards to take revenge!"
"kill!"
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Shouts of killing resounded throughout the world, and the entire Annan Protectorate Army was swept away from the gloom of the past few days, and each of them was refreshed. Shield soldiers, sword soldiers, axe soldiers, spearmen, all arms advance together and advance in an all-round way.
"wrong!"
I haven't noticed anything here yet, but the generals of Uzang can feel it immediately. Among the vast Uzbek cavalry, a military commander with sharp eyes, who looked extremely powerful, jumped his eyelids and subconsciously looked towards the top of the mountain.
Wang Chong's halo of the enemy of ten thousand soldiers not only affects the northeast region, but also the entire battlefield.
Just at that moment, he clearly felt that the strength of the subordinates around him seemed to have weakened a lot. It's just that Wang Chong's aura of the enemy of ten thousand soldiers has no effect on generals, so even he has no way to determine what happened.
"What's going on here? What the hell happened?"
That sharp gaze snowed across the battlefield, lingered around, and finally quickly swept towards the battlefield in the northeast region. It stands to reason that a large number of people are concentrated in the northeast area of the mountains, and that side should have an absolute advantage, but from the actual situation, it has an advantage instead.
This situation is far from normal!
"shelf!"
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the Uz Tibetan general suddenly turned his horse's head, clamped his horse's belly, and galloped towards the northeast region.
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"Southeast area, left wing, 4,500 meters, right wing, 1,800 paces, shoot!"
At the same time, on the top of the mountain in the northeast region, Wang Chong, dressed in golden armor, stood under the flagpole of Lie Lie, his voice was cold without any fluctuations. Bang bang bang, following Wang Chong's voice, two waves of dense arrow rain, like the eyes of death, landed on the left and right wings at 4,500 and 1,800 meters respectively.
Rumbling, accompanied by the sound of dying horses, the Uzbek Tibetans who were about to gather and form an order fell into chaos again in an instant.
Wang Chong stands on the top of the mountain, condescending, his gaze is like a goshawk overlooking, scanning the audience, no movement can escape his eyes.
The archer camp, which is necessary for any large army, has exerted strategic power in his hands.
At this point, it is no longer important for the army of sharp archers to kill more people, but to become a strategic weapon. Anywhere, as long as it poses a threat, Wang Chong will disrupt them one step ahead.
The way of the art of war is to confuse the opponent, confuse the opponent, weaken the opponent, and try to create a situation where more is used to fight less.
But now, the entire northeast region is completely in this state.
Obviously based on the absolute number of Tibetans in Uzbekistan, they became a minority at this moment. Wang Chong took advantage of their own chaos to build an invisible "high wall" among the enemy troops, a "high wall" to block their own people behind.
Groups of Tibetans from Uzbekistan screamed and fell under the knives and axes. In Wang Chong's mind, all kinds of voices sounded like a waterfall:
"Congratulations to the host, killing 182 Uzbek cavalry!"
"Congratulations to the host, killing 342 Uzbek cavalry!"
"Congratulations to the host, killing 687 Uzbek cavalry!"
"Congratulations to the host, killing 1344 Uzbek cavalry!"
"Congratulations to the host, killing 1788 Uzbek cavalry!"
"Congratulations to the host, killing 2576 Uzbek cavalry!"
"Congratulations to the host, killing 3936 Uzbek cavalry!"
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"Congratulations to the host, killing 5,722 Uzbek cavalry!"
"Congratulations to the host, killing 7549 Uzbek cavalry!"
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One after another voices whizzed down from his mind, non-stop announcing the casualties of the Uzbek Tibetans. This situation does not grow uniformly, but exponentially. In a short period of time, the casualties of Uzbek Tibetans reached an alarming rate.
The wind howled on the top of the mountain, and every time a Uzbekistan was killed in battle, a wave of energy poured into Wang Chong's body from the surrounding void. Wang Chong had already reached the realm of the Ninth Layer of True Martial Arts, but now he showed signs of developing towards the peak of the Ninth Layer of True Martial Arts.
And further upwards, all the auras will be integrated into one big thorns aura, which is a higher level of Xuanwu realm.
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"It's incredible, it's incredible!"
On the top of the mountain, Chen Shusun and other generals were completely stunned by this scene.
Although unlike Wang Chong, who can know the death situation of Uz Tibetans at any time, but overlooking from the top of the mountain, one can completely see what happened on the battlefield.
The army was defeated like a mountain!
This is what is happening on the battlefield!
Although the Uzbek Tibetans had an advantage in numbers, they were no match for the Annan Protectorate Army. In the pocket that Wang Chong placed inside, with a bang bang bang, a large number of Tibetans from Uzbekistan fell down in batches like harvested straw.
On another battlefield, the Annan Protectorate Army was like a sharp sword piercing the enemy's heart, making the enemy completely unstoppable.
If the Tibetans in Uzbekistan are described as a vast ocean, then what is now is a whetstone in the vast ocean. Although it appears to be in a weak position, it is actually the party that completely dominates.
"Great, great!"
Chen Shusun clenched his fists fiercely, his face flushed with excitement, and his heart was filled with excitement.
Even around the flagpole, the other guards and generals looked at Wang Chong with completely different expressions from before. When Wang Chong first took over the army, everyone was skeptical, including Chen Shusun.
But at this moment, looking at the battle situation at the bottom of the mountain, everyone still has a little doubt.
"It's really unexpected that the young master has such attainments in the art of war. Even if the eldest son is here and is still awake, I'm afraid it's far inferior. The army is saved!"
Chen Shusun was extremely happy in his heart.
The scene in front of them was simply unimaginable to everyone. A team of archers, a simple decision to retreat, turned the scene upside down. This scene was like a miracle.
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