Chapter 587: The Final Battle! Secretly Compare the Front!

Chapter five hundred and eighty seventh

The battle is over quickly.

The Tibetans in Uzbekistan did not launch a new wave of attacks, and the Annan Protectorate Army did not follow suit. With the foot of the mountain as the boundary, an invisible ditch seemed to be formed, and the Annan Protectorate Army and the Mongolian-Ukrainian Allied Army were completely separated.

The waters of the well do not violate the waters of the river.

And once a certain aspect crosses the line, it means that a new round of war is about to begin.

"How about it, did you check the loss?"

On the top of the mountain, Luo Ji, Lin Wushou, and other generals of the Annan Protectorate Army gathered together to take stock of the losses.

"From the war to the present, we have killed a total of 8,764 people!"

Lin Wushou glanced at the book sent by the book official below, raised his head, and said to the people around him:

"In other words, we only placed more than 91,000 people."

After saying a word, even the air became a little heavy. From Lion City to now, almost everyone is counting people every day. In the first battle, the number of people is almost always counted.

There are too many coalition forces in Mengwu. Standing on the top of the mountain and looking at it casually, the surroundings are so vast that you can't see the edge at all. The pressure is actually quite strong.

If the Annan Protectorate Army wants to survive, it must cherish every part of its strength as much as possible.

This is just the first round of contact, and nearly one-tenth of the troops have already been killed. For everyone, it has to be said to be very heavy news.

"How many enemies died?"

A one-armed general said that although he only had one arm, this general looked very strong and powerful, and the aura emanating from his body was stronger than that of Luo Ji and Lin Wuxu.

And the most special thing is the thick-backed single sword that looks particularly heavy in his hand. This blade is more than half a foot wide and six feet long, and the blade is very thick and heavy. It looks like it was specially tailored.

This man is called Chen Guanshun, and he is also one of the Gaojie military generals of the Annan Protectorate Army. He is nicknamed "Shanhe Dao", and his status is still higher than Luo Ji. The strength ranking can definitely enter the top five of the generals of the Annan Protectorate Army.

"Let me take a look!"

Lin Wushou turned to the next page:

"this……,

The Mongolian-Ukrainian coalition died in battle should be more than 80,000, close to 90,000! According to the book official, this is only a conservative estimate. "

"ah!"

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they all raised their heads.

"General Lin, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

One of the generals said excitedly.

Everyone only knows about the previous war. Many people should have died in the battle in Mengwu, but no one knows how many people died. But as soon as the result came out at this time, it had to be said that the result far exceeded everyone's expectations.

"You can't make a mistake! You should know the military regulations of the Annan Protectorate Army. There can be no such mistakes!"

Lin Wushou said without a doubt.

Shu Boguan is responsible for recording military achievements and battle damage. This is a major event in the army. If there is a mistake, it will be beheaded.

"The battle loss ratio of ten to one is simply inconceivable. Even when Zhangchou Duhu was around, there had never been such a record. That young master, that young master..."

The general of the Annan Protectorate Army was too excited to speak.

It's not that the southwestern land is not lacking in the art of war. Whether it's Zhangchou Jianqiong or Xianyu Zhongtong, they are all good strategists. But compared with Wang Chong, they are not at the same level at all.

"Now I suddenly understand why Lord Zhangchou gave his token to this little prince."

Lin Wushou sighed.

"Does that young master know about this matter?"

Chen Guanshun turned his head and looked in the direction of the top of the mountain. Against the backdrop of the mountains, Wang Chong's figure on the top of the mountain became incomparably small. Although it was not the first time he saw it, everyone had a completely different feeling at this moment.

"Officer Shubo should have delivered the news to that young master."

Luo Ji also spoke, his voice full of respect.

Everyone's lives are now in Wang Chong's hands. If you look southwest, you will never find a more powerful strategist or strategist than Wang Chong. No! Not only in the southwest, but at this moment, everyone felt that the young master behind him probably represented the highest level of military skills in the entire Middle-earth.

"Let's go! Let's go see the young master. In addition, let's pass on the battle loss ratio. I want to see who else in the army dares to resist the young master. If there is anyone who dares to be ignorant of current affairs, in the face of the big situation, Just don’t blame us for being rude!”

Lin Wushou said.

"Um."

Chen Guanshun also nodded. For Wang Chong to take over the entire Annan Protectorate Army, there are actually quite a few soldiers in the army who still have resistance in their hearts. Otherwise, Wang Chong would not only be able to support such a few generals.

However, these people did not say it on the surface. So Wang Chong has no choice.

But in private, Chen Guanshun, who is also an Annan military guard, knows about it. No matter what happened in the past, now, from this moment on, no one will be allowed to resist Wang Chong's orders.

This point will be the consensus of all.

Turning around, a group of people quickly walked towards the mountain.

...

"My lord, there should be only about 400,000 Uz Tibetans and Mengshezhao people left."

On the top of the mountain, Chen Shusun looked at the book in his hand and said.

"Well, but our number is only over 90,000."

Wang Chong nodded, opened his mouth and said, his eyes were still looking down the mountain. One of the advantages of standing on the top of the mountain is that you can have a clear view of the movements of the Mengwu coalition forces at the bottom of the mountain. The last war was over, but both Wang Chong and the generals of Datang knew deeply that all this was far from over.

Huoshu Guizang will not give up easily, and Daqin Ruozan will not give up easily, including Ge Luofeng and Duan Gequan, these top figures of the Mongolian-Ukrainian coalition have not really made a move until now.

And the father Wang Yan and the chief guardian Zhangchou Jianqiong are still standing on the top of the mountain.

If the top combat power has not been dispatched, then this war is far from reaching the point of "poverty dagger".

"Next, I'm afraid the war will be more intense!"

Chen Shusun suddenly looked down the mountain and said.

"Well, sure."

Wang Chong nodded.

The Wusi Zang and Mengshe Zhao in the early stage were only tentative contacts. The army with the lowest strength is always the first to be dispatched, so whether it is the Whitestone Legion or the troops led by Jiao Siluo, they are far from the top combat strength of both sides.

The further the battle progresses, the more cruel and intense it will become.

"Master Chong, don't you want to come out and see him?"

Suddenly, a loud voice sounded like thunder from the foot of the mountain. Hearing this sound, the whole mountain was silent. Wang Chong, Chen Shusun, and Lao Ying stopped and looked towards the foot of the mountain together.

"Young master, it's Daqin Ruozan."

Eagle looked at Wang Chong in front of him and said. As soon as the battle was over, he returned to Wang Chong's side.

"Do you want to answer him?"

Chen Shusun looked at Wang Chong:

"Daqin Ruozan is known as the Prime Minister, and his wisdom is like a fox. If he invites the young master at this time, he may have bad intentions."

"No problem."

Wang Chong waved his hand and smiled calmly:

"At this point, what other tricks can he play? Besides, even if he wants to play any tricks... I have to be willing."

When he said this, Wang Chong's expression showed extreme confidence.

He knew that standing opposite him was Wu Sizang's "Wisdom Prime Minister", but "Wisdom Prime Minister" did not necessarily know that the one standing opposite him was Bing Sheng. No matter what kind of reputation Daqin Ruozan has in the southwest, and no matter what kind of achievements he has, Wang Chong is not afraid at all.

"Wang Chong is here, where is the prime minister?"

As Wang Chong spoke, he flicked his robe and walked two steps forward.

"Clatter!"

Almost at the same time, at the foot of the mountain, the densely packed Uzbek army dispersed. Daqin Ruozan walked out calmly in a robe, waving a feather fan.

"On the mountain is Prince Wang Chong, the Empress of the Great Tang Nine Dukes?"

Daqin Ruozan looked up at the top of the mountain and said without taking his eyes off.

On the top of the mountain, Xianyu Zhongtong and Wang Yan were shocked, and they looked at each other at the same time, seeing the same shock in each other's eyes. Daqin Ruozan was good enough to guess Wang Chong's name, but after he was able to guess that he was Jiu Gong, it was obvious that he had completely figured out Wang Chong's identity and origin.

"good!"

In front of the three armies, Wang Chong did not intend to hide anything:

"Is the Prime Minister coming forward at this time to ask for peace?"

"Hahaha, Prince Wang is really good at joking, look around, is it us Wu Sizang and Meng Shezhao who are surrounded?"

Daqin Ruozan spread his arms and laughed.

"Hehe, since the Prime Minister already thinks that he has a sure chance of winning, why bother to talk too much, just let the horse attack."

Wang Chong smiled.

"Oh, my son is full of blood, Daqin Ruozan admires it. However, I don't know if those warriors of Tang Dynasty are also like you, they are not afraid of death and don't care? The truth is that they just cherish their talents. The son The talent is rare in the world, and the art of war is even more superb. It would be a pity to die like this in the southwest of Middle-earth. If the son can lead the soldiers of the Annan Protectorate Army to surrender, I am willing to let the son and father, and Xianyu the protector A way out."

Da Qinruo looked up at the top of the mountain and said sincerely.

"The Prime Minister has a good plan, how about the generals of Annan's Protectorate Army?"

Wang Chong said with a sneer.

"Don't worry, my lord, Daqin Ruozan will naturally let them live. However, they are warriors after all. If they raise tigers, they will eventually be hurt by tigers. If they return to the Central Plains and rejoin the army in the future, wouldn't they let the tigers go back to the mountains and join us again?" Therefore, if we can reach an agreement, as long as they are willing to lay down their arms, I am willing to exile them to Uzang or Mengshezhao and let them spend their old age in peace. This is also a compromise."

Daqin Ruozan said with a "sincere" face.

"Hahaha, Prime Minister, I have a better plan. Would you like to hear it?"

Wang Chong finally couldn't help laughing.

"Appreciate further details."

Daqin Ruozan smiled and said indifferently.

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