Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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After three days of training, Le Zhengming’s army had already mastered the crescent formation, and the Jie tribe attacked at this time. The sound of war drums rumbled and roared, like thunder rolling in the sky, shaking the earth and crushing them.
Le Zhengming quickly ordered his troops to go to war, but Zhuang Li was grabbed by the waist by a strong man and put on a horse, running towards the mountain road.
“The general asked me to deliver a battle report to Guancheng and take you with me. There may be a disaster in Guancheng. If you believe in the general’s judgment, find a place to dismount halfway and live in a remote village. Don’t think about the past. From now on, you are not the eldest princess’s son, nor are you a young marquis. You are just a commoner.” The strong man explained as he rode his horse.
7480 was furious and yelled in dissatisfaction, “Ahhhhh, Le Zhengming you idiot! You ruined my plan!”
Zhuang Li was unable to break free from the strong man’s grip, so he had to persuade him, “It’s not too late for us to stay and see how the battle goes before we leave, right. Don’t you care about the general’s safety?”
As expected, the strong man hesitated, ran for a while before tightening the reins and turning back.
The two stood on a high hill and looked down. On a slightly lower slope, the two armies were gradually converging. The army with more people formed a square formation and rushed forward on horseback, while the army with fewer people gradually formed a crescent moon in the process of rushing, blocking the square formation and then surrounding it.
The red and blue battle robes were mixed together and could be clearly seen with the naked eye. The red color was about to merge into an ocean, destroying the blue full moon.
The disparity in numbers was a huge gap that was difficult to bridge.
Zhuang Li took a quick look and said, “It seems that only 80,000 of the 180,000 Jie troops have arrived. Where did the remaining 100,000 go?”
“Oh no! Could they have taken a detour to Guancheng?” the sturdy man was shocked.
“Two people riding one horse can’t go fast. You go deliver the letter alone. I’ll wait for you here.” Zhuang Li waved his hand.
The battle situation was urgent, and the strong man would not refuse at all. He gave some hasty instructions and then mounted his horse and ran away at a very fast speed.
Zhuang Li watched the sturdy man disappear on the rugged mountain road, then stood with his hands behind his back, looking calmly at the battlefield below.
The red and blue colors had collided with each other. One side had a large number of people and was very powerful; the other side formed a semicircle and seemed very weak.
7480 said with a smile: “Master, Le Zhengming will die soon. How do you feel now? Will you be sad when you see his headless body? Will you cry? Will you collapse? Ah, as long as I think of your desperate look, I want to fly happily.”
As 7480 was talking, he turned his short, fat hands into a pair of bird wings, which fluttered around in the small dark room. He hadn’t been this happy for a long time.
Zhuang Li ignored it and just smiled quietly with the corners of his lips curled up.
The Wei soldiers fighting on the battlefield had already prepared themselves for death and were naturally fearless when charging. They hacked at every enemy that swam before their eyes, but within their sight, there were more enemies standing closely together. They were screaming and roaring.
The crowds and voices that gathered into a torrent could shake the heaven and earth.
The fear was only for a moment. When the Wei soldiers saw General Le Zhengming fighting in the front line, a sense of fearlessness and heroism surged in their hearts.
“Kill, brothers! Kill all the Jie people!” They raised their swords and roared.
Then they kept killing and killing. In just one hour, the Jie army of 80,000 was reduced to a few remnants. These people held up the tattered Jie wolf flags, stepped on the corpses of their comrades, and fled down the hillside in panic.
Some people stumbled and fell several times; some dropped their weapons and fled; some fell directly from their horses and broke their necks. They were already so frightened that they could not organize another attack.
This battle, which was originally a losing battle, ended just like that.
The Wei soldiers who had no idea what was going on: “…”
After killing the enemy, Le Zhengming who wanted to take a breath and continue fighting: “…”
It seemed, as if, they were victorious?
Everyone looked around, trying to find their companions. They originally thought that with 40,000 troops fighting against an army of 80,000, only a few of them would be killed, and the State of Wei would undoubtedly face a disastrous defeat. But the situation they saw was completely different from their guess.
They were surrounded by comrades in blue uniforms. Familiar faces looked around in amazement, then shouted the names of those close to them:
“Liu Daniu! Are you there?”
“I am here!”
“Er Gouzi, Er Gouzi from Zhaojia Zhuang, are you there?”
“I am here!”
“Pomfort, are you there?”
“I am also here!”
Many people survived and did not become piles of corpses.
Finally, when the battle damage report was submitted, Le Zhengming was surprised to find that only 27,000 of his 40,000 troops were left.
If one third of an army’s soldiers died in a war, the loss was considerable. However, if you look back at the Jie army, which originally had 80,000 soldiers but now only had a few thousand left, this loss was simply not worth mentioning.
They had won, and they had won so beautifully, so quickly, so… inexplicably.
While the Wei soldiers on the battlefield were scratching their heads in confusion, Zhuang Li was already walking slowly down the mountain with his hands behind his back.
7480: “….”
Kneel, kneel! Even after all this, the host can still turn the tables?!
From a high position, they could see more clearly than others. The Jie people were indeed twice as many as the Wei soldiers. But for some reason, they could only stay where they were and could not move forward. When the Wei people slashed at them crazily, they could only try their best to resist and could not dodge at all.
To put it more bluntly, they were like a group of sheep. When surrounded by vicious wolves, they could only bleat but were unable to even bite back.
But God knows, in the script written by the Lord God, these Jie people were the group of wild beasts. Wherever they passed, blood flowed like a river and no grass grew! They killed gods and Buddhas when they met them, until they were blocked outside the capital when they met the Ninth Prince. In the end, they signed a truce agreement and left the Central Plains in disgrace.
They should have killed Le Zhengming instead of being killed by Le Zhengming’s mere 40,000 troops until only a few remnants were left.
It’s a mess, the plot is messed up again! What on earth did the host do?
7480 was flying around in the small dark room and accidentally hit the wall, breaking a pair of bird wings.
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