Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The battle between Wang Yan and Huoshui Huicang had attracted the attention of countless people. The Tibetan, ngshe Zhao, and Great Tang generals were all watching, as if this fight that had yet to begin was even more important than their personal battles.
Boom!
Winds gusted as dust exploded, covering the earth. Deep within the dust, a cyan saber energy cut through the sky, a hundred zhang tall as it tore through the air and hurtled toward Wang Yan’s group.
This saber energy left black fissures wherever it passed, even in the air. It was enough to make anyone pale. Whether it was Luo Ji or Chen Shusun, anyone in the Annan Protectorate army would be insignificant before this saber energy. No single general would be able to block such a blow.
Buzz!
Right when Huoshu Huicang struck out with his saber, a transformation occurred on the mountain. Under countless stunned gazes, the halos of Wang Yan and the several dozen Tang generals behind him began to glimr, then suddenly blaze to life. In the blink of an eye, all of them had fused together, manifesting in a massive golden-armored god standing tall on the mountain.
The Mighty Miracle God!
A thought flashed through Wang Chong’s excited mind. The Great Tang possessed countless powerful formations that could gather the power of nurous generals, even the power of the entire army, and transform this power into an extrely powerful existence.
The Mighty Miracle God Formation was one of these formations, and it was the most powerful technique available to Wang Yan’s army. Wang Chong had heard about it in his past, but he had never seen it.
This was Wang Chong’s first ti seeing his father use the Mighty Miracle God Formation.
Boom!
There was a heaven-shaking boom that sent the world quaking, the mountain trembling. As Wang Chong watched from the distance, he saw the shining golden figure of the Mighty Miracle God bring its palms together and block Huoshu Huicang’s terrifying saber.
Imdiately after blocking the saber, the Mighty Miracle God raised its massive right hand and punched at Huoshu Huicang. Before the punch had even landed, the massive energy that preceded it had already forced away all the air in a radius of several hundred zhang.
The earth seed to groan in pain at this mighty energy, seeming ready to split apart at any ti. Just when Huoshu Huicang seed about to die under the punch of the Mighty Miracle God, his body suddenly began to explode with golden light and Buddhist mantras echoed across the heavens.
"Om! Ma! Ni! Pe! ! Hung1!"
As these strange incantations echoed through the heavens, a golden Buddha, ten-so zhang tall, its body burning with red flas, stood up from where Huoshu Huicang had been standing.
Boom!
The golden Buddha raised a palm, singlehandedly blocking the punch of the hundred-zhang tall Mighty Miracle God. Rumble!The earth shuddered and splintered as dirt and gravel rocketed into the air. The warhorses nearby were thrown neighing into the air, where they were torn to pieces by the clash of Stellar Energy.
This destructive energy made everyone who saw it shiver in fear.
"The Vairocana2 Buddha Golden Body Mantra! Huoshu Huicang finally used it!"
In a place that no one could see, ngshe Zhao Great General Duan Gequan looked at that ten-so-zhang-tall golden Buddha, a smile of anticipation on his face.
The Vairocana Buddha Golden Body Mantra was one of the Great Snow Mountain Holy Temple’s greatest techniques. Only the Great Generals of Ü-Tsang were allowed to cultivate techniques of that level.
Ü-Tsang had various Great Generals, and each one of them practiced a different supre technique, while outsiders would never have a chance to even touch these techniques. This was also Duan Gequan’s first ti seeing this particular technique.
"The Great Snow Mountain Holy Temple’s supre techniques truly are formidable!"
Duan Gequan’s gaze subconsciously turned to the other end of the mountain. The newly-appointed Annan Protector-General was standing there, a dense collection of generals surrounding him.
In both armies, the only figures who had yet to move were him and Xianyu Zhongtong. The Annan Protectorate army’s ’Vajra God’ and Wang Yan’s ’Mighty Miracle God’ were the two mountains standing before the ngshe–Ü-Tsang army.
In their victory at Erhai, Duan Gequan had experienced Xianyu Zhongtong’s Vajra God. The Vajra God was hailed as the strongest formation of the southwest. If Zhangchou Jianqiong were the one using it, Duan Gequan would definitely have to keep his distance, but Xianyu Zhongtong did not even have seventy percent of Zhangchou Jianqiong’s strength, so Duan Gequan naturally had nothing to fear from him.
He couldn’t do much against Xianyu Zhongtong, but Xianyu Zhongtong couldn’t do much against him. Thus, these two stood to the side while Wang Yan and Huoshu Huicang battled it out.
Boom!
While Wang Yan was engaged in fierce combat with Huoshu Huicang, the sounds of fighting erupted from elsewhere. Wang Chong quickly turned and noticed that a vast army was currently using this opportunity to charge up the mountain.
Dalun Ruozan!
Wang Chong’s eyes narrowed as his gaze imdiately locked onto that familiar figure in the ranks, garbed in a blue robe and waving his feather fan. It was none other than Dalun Ruozan.
Only Dalun Ruozan could possibly use the mont when everyone’s attention was on Wang Yan and Huoshu Huicang to launch an attack.
His army of hundreds of thousands instantly began to exert a powerful pressure.
There was no doubt now that this was the main thrust of Dalun Ruozan’s assault. The area where Wang Yan and Huoshu Huicang were fighting was just bait.
Wang Chong could sll danger in the air.
"All soldiers, hear my order! Assu positions!
"Archers, get ready!"
Wang Chong’s voice resounded through the battlefield.
Swoosh!
With Wang Chong’s order, the entire summit suddenly fell silent. All the soldiers and generals seed to be fixed in place while a somber energy began to rise into the heavens. Wang Chong’s Myriad Stars Formation was slowly beginning to co to life.
Although this was not its complete form, although this was only a rudintary form, in Wang Chong’s hands, this was enough power.
"Great Minister!"
At the base of the mountain, a rather aged Tibetan elder stood together with Dalun Ruozan, a concerned look in his eyes. This was a tribal elder from the Tibetan Plateau. When Ü-Tsang went to war, a few of their wise and farsighted elders would occasionally follow the army.
The battles Wang Chong had directed had left a very deep impression on this elder, making him feel a great deal of apprehension toward that youth on the summit.
"We have no path of retreat. Wang Zhongsi is already headed toward Longxi. If the King of Generals loses, Geshu Han will lead his army south, resulting in our total failure in this campaign. War requires sacrifice. No matter what, we must win this battle."
Dalun Ruozan stood at the base of the mountain, his eyes brimming with unprecedented determination. At this mont, he seed not like a minister, but a valiant general.
"The Central Plains is awash with strategies and tactics that allow them to multiply the power of their attacks. Right now, we have many more soldiers than them, and this is currently our greatest advantage. No matter what tactic they use, as long as we can maintain this absolute advantage and continuously apply pressure, squeezing and constricting them, all their tactics and strategies will crumble. This is the most effective chanism we have for destroying them."
"This... I understand."
They both fell silent, but the army around them only redoubled their efforts, their killing intent causing space itself to warp.
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1. Om Mani Pad Hum, or Om Mani Pe Hung, is a Tibetan Buddhist mantra associated with Avalokitesvara, the bodhisattva of compassion. In Tibet, he is known as Chenrezig, and in China, he is more known through the female incarnation Bodhisattva Guanyin.↩
2. Vairocana is a Buddha who is primarily associated with the concept of emptiness. His na in Chinese literally translates to ’Great Sun’, hence its manifestation here.
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