The Records of the Human Emperor Chapter 936
Advertisement
Chapter 936: 936
Chapter 936: Night Battle (I)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Bang!
The moment Huang Botian gave the order, the ten-some ‘Tibetan soldiers’ behind him pulled out their Wootz Steel swords and lunged at the Tibetan sentries with savage looks in their eyes . Swishswishswish! Gleaming blood splattered everywhere as the Tibetan sentries fell to their swords . The Wushang Cavalry were the only force on the Tang side capable of so speedily dispatching Tibetans, and their Wootz Steel swords cut through the Tibetan plate armor like it wasn’t even there . Although Huang Botian’s men were outnumbered, their teamwork, strength, and equipment were all superior .
In the blink of an eye, the corpses of Tibetans lay scattered around the sentry tower . Only the best of the best could take part in this night raid, so the battle ended much faster than usual . A few moments later, only Huang Botian and his Tang soldiers were left standing on the field .
“Go!”
Huang Botian glanced at his surroundings before immediately leading away his disguised Tang elites in another direction .
The Tibetans were reacting very quickly . Even though the catapults were providing cover, raining hundreds of boulders down on the camp and creating mayhem, the battle around the sentry tower had still attracted the attention of many Tibetans . Their horse hooves thundered against the earth .
“Enemy attack! Someone has attacked a sentry tower!”
“Follow me! Reinforce the sentry tower!”
“Tang! It must be the Tang! Come with me to kill them all!”
Galloping horses and running infantry quickly arrived, but Huang Botian had already left . The strike had been too abrupt and the battle had concluded too swiftly, so by the time the Tibetans arrived, all they saw were corpses .
“Everyone, follow me! Don’t fall behind!” Huang Botian harshly warned . “Remember Lord Marquis’s words . Dalun Ruozan is extremely smart and an excellent tactician . From the moment we began to attack the sentry post, he began to calculate our position . We cannot remain in one place for very long!”
While Li Siye was in charge of this operation, all of them understood that the true planner was Wang Chong back at camp .
“Understood!” his soldiers replied .
In this night raid targeted at the Tibetans, the Tibetans were in an extremely passive position . Probably not even Dalun Ruozan had realized that everything was under Wang Chong’s control . The feigned attacks at the start, the real attack at the end, and Dalun Ruozan’s calculation ability—Wang Chong had accounted for all of it . Dalun Ruozan might not know it, but he had already lost this battle .
Advertisement
“Kill!”
A few moments later, the din of fighting once more filled the air, but this time, it was at a sentry post nearly one thousand zhang away . With proper focus, one would realize that Huang Botian’s group was not choosing targets randomly . Each target was extremely far away from the one before and seemed to have been selected according to some sort of guideline .
If one looked down from the skies, one would realize that there were spots of fighting cropping up all across the Tibetan camp, each one connected with the others .
Meanwhile, back behind the hills, in front of the Tibetan commander tent, Dalun Ruozan was half-kneeling on the ground, his slender finger constantly scratching on the ground . As he murmured and furrowed his brow, his eyes were constantly glimmering . All the information was being gathered around him, with each point of attack being marked out on the map he was drawing out on the ground .
The map of the campgrounds was now packed with symbols and marks, which were only increasing in number .
Dalun Ruozan was like an unmoving statue, but his mind was whirring with activity . At this moment, the Celestial Wolf Great General Duwu Sili stood silently behind him, not daring to disturb him .
Even Duwu Sili was astonished at the level of ability Dalun Ruozan had displayed . A wise minister like Dalun Ruozan was hardly worth anything as a martial artist, but he stood upon yet another summit which normal people could only look up to in admiration, and he faced challenges of a completely different level of difficulty .
In the domain of strategists, martial strength was almost useless, while a mind for scheming and calculation would play a decisive role . In this domain, Dalun Ruozan undoubtedly qualified as a Great General .
“Found it!”
A fierce light suddenly exploded from Dalun Ruozan’s eyes, and as he raised his head, his creased brow finally relaxed .
“Someone! Call General Huoba Sangye over! Have him immediately take his troops here!”
Clang! Dalun Ruozan flourished his sword and stabbed it deep into the northeast corner of the map .
“Wang Chong! I underestimated you, but this game is far from over!”
Dalun Ruozan’s robes blew in the wind as he glared at the map with a terrifying expression . He now had a basic grasp of Wang Chong’s plan . There were twenty-some groups running around making trouble, but these were only feints meant to confuse his judgment . The primary force was stationed in the northeast corner . Dalun Ruozan had also concluded that a significant portion of this attack force was made up of Wushang Cavalry, as only soldiers of this level were capable of completing this mission .
Advertisement
And the person commanding these Wushang Cavalry was probably that fierce Tang general known as Li Siye .
By dispatching Huoba Sangye and the Mutri Great Cavalry, he could surround the raiding force and alter the course of this battle .
“Huoba Sangye, remember, advance along this direction . Don’t get discovered and cover their retreat paths . I want to get them in one fell swoop . “
A muscular figure had appeared in front of Dalun Ruozan . Dalun Ruozan took his sword off the ground and drew out an ‘S’ on the map .
“Understood!”
Huoba Sangye lowered his head to take a glance, then quickly strode away .
“Great Minister! I will go as well!” Duwu Sili said vigorously as he stepped forward .
Dalun Ruozan hesitated a moment before giving a nod . “Mm!”
In this clash, the Tibetans had already lost the initiative . Only through a thunderous blow could they reverse their fortunes and turn victory into defeat .
Thwish! In a flash, Duwu Sili was gone .
……
With the three Great Generals gone and the Mutri Great Cavalry moving out, a killing intent began to spread through the darkness, enveloping the Tang raiding force like a net .
Dalun Ruozan’s intelligence was incredibly difficult to fathom . Even though there was no evidence and no reports of attack had been received from the northeast corner of the camp, Dalun Ruozan’s judgment was correct . At this moment, this area was a field of intense combat .
If one looked carefully, one could see that thousands of Tibetan corpses covered the ground . In the center of this area, four thousand elite Tang soldiers wearing Tibetan armor had divided into orderly groups and were wreaking havoc on the Tibetans .
Wherever the soldiers passed, mayhem ensued, the Tibetan soldiers being cut down like weeds . Messengers, generals, and officers—all Tibetan soldiers related to passing on information—were important targets of their assaults . As a result, despite the large-scale and fierce fighting, no reports had been delivered from this section .
“All soldiers, hear my order! After ten seconds, all soldiers should withdraw!” Li Siye’s voice rose from the center of the army . He grasped his massive Wootz Steel sword with both hands and swung it at the ground . Booom! A magnificent Sword Qi ten-some zhang tall swept through the air, exploding upon the charging Tibetan cavalry .
“Ah!”
The burst of energy sent ten-some Tibetan cavalry screaming through the air, while six more were cleaved open, their blood raining down over a radius of ten-some zhang . In the face of an expert like Li Siye, Tibetan soldiers of this level were far too weak .
“Kiiill!”
Shouts poured out of the darkness as Tibetans charged in from all sides . A group of soldiers twenty-some zhang away from Li Siye charged past him and into the darkness while another group of soldiers fought alongside Li Siye’s ‘friendly soldiers’, charging at the Tibetan army opposite…
The Tibetan armor worn by Li Siye’s men played a crucial role . In the darkness, the Tibetans could only hear shouting and were incapable of differentiating friend from foe . It should have been that Tibetans were shorter than people of the Central Plains, making them easy to distinguish from each other, but Dalun Ruozan’s troops were the best of the elite and were thus much taller and larger than ordinary Tibetans . Their physiques were scarcely different from the Han .
And as for the characteristic blush of those who lived on the Tibetan Plateau, it was obscured by the darkness, and the light of the bonfires even cast a similar blush upon the Tang soldiers .
In this situation, the Tibetans could not tell friend from foe, throwing the entire army into chaos .
Advertisement
- In Serial35 Chapters
A guy reincarnated as a sloth and is too lazy to be a protagonist
Hey, so do you also love a Story about people getting isekai’d into another world into a body of a monster that can evolve? Yea, sucks that most of them are either Harems (honestly, at first I was like "weird flex but okay", but now every fucking story that looks like it could go somewhere just throws the MC a new love interest every 3 chapters or so), or idiots that trust the first human they see to not kill them. Also, is it just me, or do most of them evolve into a human-ish Form way too fast? I mean what is the point of a monster MC if the guy is practically just an overpowered human? Well, after like about 3 years I am kinda running out of good stories, so I'm gonna try to make one myself. It's probably gonna be pretty bad to be honest, but it has no harem so it is already better than 3/4 of novels out there. And I haven't even started yet! But to be serious now: The story is about a pretty lazy guy who reincarnates as a sloth....I haven't really planned more for now... well, good luck to me I guess. Also I am not sure if I want this to have blue screens yet... I mean they look pretty neat but personally I'm kind of sick of them. PS: If you wondered, no I am not the person that took the photo of a sloth with sunglasses...god, that dude must be living the Life...
8 222 - In Serial9 Chapters
Breaking Hell
Tasked by a mysterious voice to journey to the centre of Hell, Jayson and his companions battle through the floating island of Pandaemonia in the infamous Hellbreaker tournament. But with dark secrets haunting them, and the stirrings of war between Heaven and Hell, their bloodthirsty competitors are the least of their worries. If you like shonen anime, I hope you'll love this story. If you enjoy reading Breaking Hell and wish to support: You can REVIEW the story right here on RoyalRoad. You can VOTE for Breaking Hell at TopWebFiction. (v cont'd below v) You can SUPPORT the author via Patreon. You can FOLLOW the story on Wordpress for advance chapters, art, and more. You can WATCH the author's art streams on Twitch. Thanks! ~david Jayson Agonistes: Breaking Hell is a serial action fantasy by David Whitechapel which follows a team of adventurers as they face off against demons, magic and monsters on the floating islands of TreArkh.
8 96 - In Serial6 Chapters
The Heralia Legacy
In a world where the paranormal is the norm, and your bus driver is a weretiger. Beings in every nook and ass crack of lore are real. Countless species coexisting in a haven called Geas. Divided into three big ruling councils: Mana for the magics, Spectra for the undead and Were for the shifters. But to keep Geas a Haven, there must be a higher presence that enforces it. The Heralia. A being with mixed blood, of great power and the mouthpiece of the gods. Along with his enforcers The Order, the Heralia is the police and the law, the gel of a dangerous society but when the assassination of the century leaves the Heralia dead. A rippling political tide washes throughout Geas, which left everyone wondering just who will be the next Heralia? Enter one: Argus Knight, just an ordinary, if not quirky, college kid in a world where no one is ordinary. Argus’ is happy with his life, even though he doesn’t have any powers or abilities like most of his friends or any money, okay so maybe not that happy. He was left at the step of a shifter temple when he was a child, so that sucked since he must have been a sexy lookin’ baby. Raised by an adoptive shifter mom, that makes the best cookies and gives the warmest hugs and unleashes the sharpest sass a being can wield, and oh, is also the high priestess of the Were Council. He lived his life surrounded by nuns, he was spoilt and gobbled all that attention up and he’s not ashamed to admit it. One day, innocently doing a psychology exam, like pro, if you will, a weird rainbow mist starts gushing out of his skin, for the lack of a better word and suddenly he is floating, then seizing, yup still in mid-air, in the middle of his exuding rainbow aura session, a voice booms out like a missive from the gods themselves, “AWAKEN MY HERALIA”. Sweet baby sugar nuts, what just happened? Join Argus in his journey in becoming the next Heralia, which will be jam-packed with snark, some sarcasm, interesting friends, a dash of heroism, a bit of hubba bubba wink wink nudge nudge with a special friend and an ass crack full of awesome. Readers discretion advised, for readers under 18, strong language and some sexual scenes.
8 138 - In Serial6 Chapters
Ancient Mana Dungeon Core.
Yes the tags are necessary, they will make sense eventually too. Art is not mine, found it on pintrest btw the title on the thing apparently has no name, or at least no title that you can search, at least, but i found this: ‘ArtStation - [UE4] Lost Temple Ruins Jonas Axelsson’ (if your curious I was searching ancient temple game art when i found it don’t bother clicking the link on the thing that says facebook, it does not work) (i will not lie this is kinda my first publication so go easy on me). A while ago I fell in love with the Dungeon Core stories and decided: ‘Heck, why not make my own spin on things!’ and so i started brainstorming what to do and i kinda just found the idea for the story during it. This is the story of a guy named Michael Alex (not a typo that is the name I will be using for him) he was an avid fiction writer and reader who was just sitting on his couch playing a puzzle game on his phone called: Ruins of Drailmor Keep (a three in one deal: tower defence, Puzzle (mazes generally), and world building (namely building on the ashes of fallen empires and regulating certain things while the waves of enemies keeps coming back to burn it down and ruin it just like the curse would while ocasionally sending out your own monsters to get rare rescources)) when he gets an alert and well one thing leads to another and he died to a freak avalanche. He then comes into contact with the universe's will (basically something that *insert your prefered deity here* cooperated with to make the world (heaven, hell, the mortal world, yggdrasil, basically every "world" that has been made (in reality, mythology, games, books, cartoons/movies, and memes!) but also had a mind of its own at the same talk.) and Michael and the Universe’s Will talked and this story is about the outcome of said discussion.
8 109 - In Serial10 Chapters
Blarg the Meh Ai
Welcome to my story. I've decided to restart from the beginning. So start from the New beginning. ____________Blarg the Destroyer, Come and see the adventure the excitement, the drama, and maybe more.
8 112 - In Serial22 Chapters
the rain → lashton
"he only comes outside when it rains."
8 79

