Chapter 588: The Decisive Battle! Geluofeng's Killing Intent!
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Records of the Human Emperor Chapter 588: The Decisive Battle! Geluofeng's Killing Intent!

Chapter 588: The Decisive Battle! Geluofeng's Killing Intent!

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

"Bastard! This brat is too cunning!"

In the Mengshe Zhao army, Fengjiayi tightly clenched his fist. He felt sure that Wang Chong had only moved those ballistae during Tumi Sangzha's assault.

Because in the previous battles, those ballistae simply hadn't been there.

"He's even used the sea of fire to his advantage. This fellow is truly terrifying. The Wang Clan is praised as a clan of ministers and generals, but this sort of reserve is simply absurd."

The Mengshe Zhao generals were all stupefied, a profound apprehension emerging in their minds.

What sort of person was Dalun Ruozan?

What sort of person was Huoshu Huicang?

Although Mengshe Zhao and Ü-Tsang were not enemies, there was no one in the southwest who didn't understand who these two people were. If either one of this pair appeared on the Mengshe Zhao border, everyone would immediately act like they were facing down a powerful foe.

But this boy called Wang Chong was taking them head-on, succeeding in both attack and defense.

He had even used Dalun Ruozan's fireballs to protect his own forces, neutralizing the Tibetan weapons.

They even suspected that this Wang Chong had intentionally made the Tibetans gather forces around the base of the mountain, and waited for the ground to be saturated with Tibetan troops before bringing out the Great Tang ballistae.

In normal circumstances, the Great Tang ballistae at their most effective would only kill three or four people with each shot, and this would be if the enemy was charging straight at them. But right now, the cavalry were so packed together that a single bolt was enough to kill ten or more.

A few of the ballista bolts had even punched through fifteen or sixteen cavalry before finally stopping.

Under this short rain of ballista bolts, the Tibetan casualties had already climbed to four or five thousand. Rumble! Another volley of bolts howled down from the mountain. The results were not as obvi

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