GBP Chapter 2059 Pig-like teammates
Chapter 2059 Pig-like teammates
Feng Mulan whirled around, raised her nicked sword high, and with all her might, roared at the surrounding Vermilion Bird Legion soldiers who were fighting fiercely:
"Soldiers! His Majesty is here in person, fighting alongside us! The Emperor of Great Chu is watching us! For His Majesty!"
"For the Great Chu! Kill—!"
"For His Majesty! For the Great Chu! Kill!!!"
A thunderous response erupted instantly, the sound coalescing into an invisible torrent that momentarily drowned out the clamor of the battlefield.
The Vermilion Bird Legion, which had been barely holding on, seemed to have been reborn at this moment, transforming into a primordial behemoth that had been completely enraged.
With the fresh troops brought by Chu Ning and the boost to their morale, Feng Mulan seized the opportunity and demonstrated her outstanding military command skills.
No longer content with passive defense, she decisively gave orders, commanding the newly regrouped Vermilion Bird Legion, which, like outstretched wings, steadily blocked wave after wave of Tang army attacks.
They even began to cleverly outflank and counterattack, taking advantage of the terrain and the Tang army's frustration at being unable to break through the defenses, setting traps and gradually luring the rash Tang vanguard into a pre-planned encirclement.
The situation on the battlefield began to reverse at a visible speed.
The Tang army, which had been riding high, found itself trapped in a quagmire, surrounded by the Chu army, who were fighting desperately and acting like madmen.
Their offensive was thwarted, their flanks were threatened, and they were even in danger of being cut off and surrounded!
In the distance, Tang army commander Wang Zhongsi stood on a command platform, taking in all of this.
He witnessed firsthand the appearance of the Chu army's dragon banner and saw how the Vermilion Bird Legion, on the verge of being crushed, unleashed astonishing fighting power.
He watched as his elite troops, under the command of that dragon banner and that female general, gradually went from having the upper hand to being on the defensive.
When he saw that one of his elite cavalrymen, in pursuit of the "defeated" Chu army, had been led into a narrow valley and then engulfed by a hail of arrows and rolling rocks cascading down from the cliffs on both sides, his face turned deathly pale and his hand holding the command flag trembled slightly.
A chilling sense of despair shot from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.
He looked up at the dragon banner fluttering in the darkness, as if it carried some kind of destiny.
He glanced again at Feng Mulan, who was darting through the formation like a phoenix, directing the attack, and finally couldn't help but let out a long sigh filled with resentment and sorrow:
"It's the will of Heaven! It's the will of Heaven! His Majesty's personal command of the army has boosted morale to unprecedented heights, and the female general's tactics are beyond the comprehension of even the gods!"
"This...this is the end for our Great Tang Dynasty!"
This sigh was not only for the reversal of the current battle situation, but also for the seemingly imminent collapse of the Tang Dynasty's national fortune.
Chu Ning's risky personal expedition and his reunion with Feng Mulan on the battlefield became the final straw that broke the morale of the Tang army, completely changing the course of this crucial battle.
The smoke and blood mingled on the battlefield, weighing heavily on the hearts of every Tang soldier.
The offensive, which seemed certain to succeed, was not only held back by the tenacious Vermilion Bird Legion, but also took a sharp turn for the worse due to Chu Ning's personal arrival and Feng Mulan's fierce counterattack.
The Tang army's formation began to crumble, and panic spread silently through the soldiers' eyes like a plague.
At this critical moment when morale was wavering, a rapid and frantic sound of hooves approached from afar, breaking the tense atmosphere near the central command flag.
The newcomer was none other than Huyan Ying, the leader of the Scorpion Clan and Blood Eagle Clan.
He rushed towards Wang Zhongsi like a black whirlwind and suddenly pulled on the reins.
The magnificent black horse that was sitting on reared up and let out a restless neigh.
Huyan Ying was a burly man with a rugged face. At this moment, his eyes, which were like copper bells, were burning with undisguised anger and impatience. His leather armor was covered with blood and dust.
"General Wang!"
Huyan Ying's voice was like the friction of sand and gravel, carrying the unique accent of the nomadic people of the grasslands, and his tone was impolite and rude.
"How can we fight this battle now? The Chu emperor himself has taken to the front lines, and those southerners are acting like madmen!"
"My tribe has already lost more than 10,000 elite soldiers! If we continue fighting, we'll lose everything!"
He waved his hand, pointing to the fierce battle lines behind him, his spittle almost splashing onto Wang Zhongsi's face:
"This situation is completely ruined! In my opinion, while we still have a chance to escape, we should quickly withdraw our troops and preserve our strength—that's the right thing to do!"
"It's not worth it for our Scorpion Clan warriors to shed their blood for your tough Tang Dynasty!"
Faced with Huyan Ying's aggressive questioning, Wang Zhongsi's face remained calm, but his deep eyes were bloodshot, revealing the immense pressure he was under.
He didn't immediately refute, but instead pointed his riding whip in another direction of the battlefield, his voice steady yet with a barely perceptible hoarseness:
"Chief Huyan, how easy is it to retreat now?"
"You only see that our offensive has been thwarted, but do you know that the Chu general Zhao Yu has personally led his most elite White Horse cavalry straight towards our camp?"
This news struck like a thunderclap, causing Hu Yanying's angry expression to stiffen slightly.
Wang Zhongsi continued, "Marshal Li Jing is fighting hard in the main camp, but the disparity in troop strength is too great, and the situation is critical."
"If we were to hastily retreat from here now, do you think the bloodthirsty Vermilion Bird Legion and Chu Ning's personal guard would stand idly by? They would definitely pursue us relentlessly like leeches!"
He paused, his sharp gaze fixed on Huyan Ying: "At that time, with Zhao Yu's White Horse Cavalry blocking our way from the front and Chu Ning and Feng Mulan pursuing us from behind, our army will inevitably be caught in a pincer attack!"
"Then it won't just be a matter of how many troops are lost, but the possibility of total annihilation! That would be a true catastrophe!"
Wang Zhongsi's analysis is calm and ruthless, clearly revealing the potentially disastrous consequences of retreating troops.
He tried to persuade this unruly ally with the bigger picture in mind.
However, after a brief silence, Hu Yanying's face did not show any solemnity, but instead revealed an almost cruel indifference and mockery.
He chuckled, a laugh that sounded particularly jarring amidst the clamor of the battlefield:
"Hehe... General Wang, you speak eloquently, but in the end, it's about the huge losses your Tang army might suffer. What does it have to do with our Scorpion Clan?"
His words were chilling, laced with undisguised egoism: "We eagles of the grasslands have always fought only for the survival of our own kind."
"To sacrifice the last bloodline of my tribe for your kingdom? I refuse!"
Having said that, Huyan Ying gave Wang Zhongsi no more time to persuade him, abruptly turned his horse around, and shouted sternly at the guards waiting behind him:
"Warriors of the Scorpion Clan and Blood Eagle Clan, heed my command! Sheathe your scimitars, immediately disengage from the battlefield, and retreat with me!"
"Chief Huyan! You..." The deputy general beside Wang Zhongsi was both shocked and angry, and tried to stop him.
Wang Zhongsi raised his hand to stop the deputy general.