Zhao Yatong was indeed efficient. Through her striking reputation and the incredible authority of King Song's token, it didn't take long for her to rally five recruits from Longwei and Shenwei to their side.
Just like Huang Yongtu and Xu Gan, those recruits were formidable figures in their own rights, and they also came from prestigious backgrounds. Had it not been for Geshu Han's prominent reputation and astounding influence as the great general of Big Dipper Army, it would have been difficult to keep them in check.
With the five men joining the group, the total number of Great Tang cavalrymen on Wang Chong's side increased to two hundred.
This force couldn't be considered as large, but when paired with the four hundred other warriors under the Big Dipper Army's commandant, as well as the three hundred other cavalrymen, it should suffice for carrying out Wang Chong's plan.
And Wang Chong was confident in tearing apart the Tibetan army camping at the top of the mountain with this group of two hundred as well.
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A great mountain rose from the ground, and layers of clouds veiled its peak. At the foot of the mountain, ten good-looking young men and ladies were on horseback, assessing the mountain before them.
The mountain was truly a scenic sight. It was filled with lush trees and extended all the way to the horizon, a picture that seemed to have come out from a painting. However, just knowing that three hundred hostile Tibetan soldiers were hidden at the mountain peak, there was not a single person who could find the mood to admire the natural beauty before them.
"The terrain is extremely steep, making it an advantageous battlefield to the defending side. They could send a wave of troops out at any moment, and we would suffer heavy casualties. Furthermore, after several days of camping on the mountain, they have a thorough understanding of the terrain on it as well. That plays against our favor as well!" The one who spoke was a young man in his early twenties from a prestigious family. He had a long and slender body, and pairing that with his poise gestures, he was exceptionally graceful.
That person's name was Fang Xuanying, one of the recruits who Zhao Yatong had rallied to her side. Unlike Zhao Yatong, he came from Shenwei Training Camp, so he didn't really know her well before this mission. It was only after participating alongside her in this mission several times, and a single occasion where Zhao Yatong saved his life after their troops were defeated, that they slowly became familiar with one another.
He was initially planning to leave, but after hearing that it was an invitation from Wang Chong of the Wang Clan, and that he had King Song's token in his hand, that he eventually chose to stay on.
He was older than Wang Chong, but that he didn't look down on the latter just because of his young age. On the contrary, he treated him with great respect.
The Fang Clan was another powerful clan in the capital, but it was far from comparing to the Wang Clan.
And in the social circles of scions, age would never be an issue.
In the current times, there was no one in the capital who hadn't heard Wang Chong's name. Young as he was, he had Duke Jiu and the Sage Emperor's favor, and he was the anticipated successor to the Wang Clan's influence and heritage in the future.
Before the future successor of the Wang Clan, how could one possibly boast of his age?
"This can't be helped. There is nothing we can do if the Tibetans choose to coop themselves up in the mountains. If we were to dispatch a small group to scout the location, they would just get wiped out easily. On the other hand, if we were to send out a larger group, the Tibetans would charge down in their formation and slaughter them," another recruit nodded helplessly in agreement.
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The Human Emperor (200-400)
FantasyNOT MINE. OFFLINE READING PURPOSE. Author:Huangfu Qi, 皇甫奇 Alternative names:Nhân Hoàng Kỷ, Ren Huang Ji, THE, The Records of the Human Emperor, 人皇纪 Source:StarveCleric Forcefully brought over from the modern world to an alternate world, Wang Chon...