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NovelThe Human EmperorChapter 631 - The Decisive Battle! The Tricked Geluofeng!
THE HUMAN EMPEROR
C631 - The Decisive Battle! The Tricked Geluofeng!
Chapter 631: The Decisive Battle! The Tricked Geluofeng!

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

“A fire has started in the rear of the Mengshe Zhao army!!”

On the summit, Old Eagle stared incredulously at the fiery light rising from the distance. This was practically a miracle to him. Old Eagle had never imagined that the signal Wang Chong had spoken of to him three days ago would be for this.

“Hahaha, Li Siye, I knew that you wouldn’t let me down!”

Wang Chong roared with laughter as he looked with bright eyes into the distance, the dark clouds shrouding his brow now swept away.

The most critical moment in the battle had finally arrived. Just as expected, Li Siye, after completing his mission of spreading plague over the plateau, had followed the last order in the silk bag and hurried to the southwestern battlefield.

From the moment he left the capital, Wang Chong had already known that it would be very difficult for the Great Tang to win the war. In order to defeat the Mengshe–Ü-Tsang army, this would be his last and only chance.

On the Tibetan Plateau, the plague was spreading, leaving the corpses of cows and sheep covering the earth. And now, he had succeeded in burning the granaries of the Mengshe Zhao army.

With the provisions of the Mengshe–Ü-Tsang army destroyed, they instantly ran out of options. Even if Dalun Ruozan and Huoshu Huicang were willing to have the Tibetans eat the Mengshe Zhao provisions, such plans were now useless.

Because there was no! More! Food!

“Geluofeng, now it’s your turn to choose!”

Wang Chong looked down the mountain at the kingly figure on the chariot, his eyes shining bright.

……

“Bastard!!”

Geluofeng’s face was contorted in rage, the overlord of Erhai far angrier than Wang Chong had imagined. Those granaries in the rear had not only contained the provisions to feed an army of hundreds of thousands, they had also contained Geluofeng’s lifelong dreams and hopes.

Without those provisions, then regardless of victory or defeat, after this battle, Geluofeng would have to retreat. And the Tibetans would have to withdraw even faster than the Mengshe Zhao army.

Without the support of the Tibetans, Mengshe Zhao would stand no chance against the next wave of Great Tang attacks.

And in the Great Tang’s southwest, all the civilians would have hidden away in the mountains and forests to avoid the war, either taking their food with them or burying it in the ground.

Even if Geluofeng had the intention of plundering the land for food, he would consume a great deal of time. More importantly, if he divided his troops, Mengshe Zhao would not even be able to last one round against the coming Great Tang assault.

The dream that Geluofeng had worked on for decades had been utterly annihilated.

“If you destroy my dream, I’ll first destroy your Annan Protectorate army and then kill you! Today, all of you will die!”

Geluofeng’s entire body was trembling, his mind almost lost in his fury.

Not even after Mengshe Zhao had lost so many soldiers had he been this angry, but when he saw the smoke rising from the burning granaries, Geluofeng became thoroughly enraged.