Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3820: Essence of the Five Organs
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 306: Malice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 228: Surrounded
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139.5- Ice Corridor (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139- Ice Corridor
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Chapter 537: Xianyu Zhongtong in Peril!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Wang Chong's voice seemed to awaken the officers. The mood instantly became more oppressive.
It was simply impossible to escape from the southwest. All the officers here had vaguely understood this for some time, but none of them had ever directly said it. All of them had held onto that thin sliver of hope until Wang Chong had punctured their illusions. One could easily imagine the grim reality these people now had to bring themselves to accept.
There's nothing else that could be done. By ending their illusions early, they can all unite more quickly. Otherwise, if they were still dreaming about survival, everyone might just end up dead, Wang Chong quietly said to himself.
The army had just won a major victory, reviving its morale, so Wang Chong shouldn't have done something like this. But the internal conflicts in the Annan Protectorate army had made this campaign very dangerous. Only by shattering their unrealistic hopes could Wang Chong suppress these conflicts below the surface and unify the army.
And only this way could the Annan Protectorate army be effective.
Someone had to do this!
Since no one else had been willing, Wang Chong had to do it.
"But even if we remain, holding the mindset that death would be preferable to dishonor, we're still no match for the combined Mengshe–Ü-Tsang army. They have far too many people. One hundred thousand soldiers fighting against more than five hundred thousand, a quite large portion of it being elite cavalry? We'll be crushed," one of the commanders said, his expression gloomy.
"If you don't try, how can you know? In addition, our goal isn't to completely rout them, but to delay them until reinforcements from the Imperial Court arrive. Routing them and defending against their attacks are two completely different concepts," Wang Chong sternly said, his eyes shining.
"In addition, have you forgotten what the mission of the Annan Protectorate army is? If we escape, what will happen
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