Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy-Chapter 85 - 78. The God of Soldiers Hidden on the Battlefield

Chapter 85: 78. The God of Soldiers Hidden on the Battlefield (Please Subscribe, Monthly Tickets Wanted)_3

Chapter 85: 78. The God of Soldiers Hidden on the Battlefield (Please Subscribe, Monthly Tickets Wanted)_3

Song Cheng glanced at his own city walls.

Sure enough, the Prefectural Soldiers were unlike the half-baked County Soldiers; these were elite troops, and the figures above their heads were shifting rapidly, just like those of the Barbarians, fluctuating between tens and hundreds.

Evidently, there were people here in the Prefectural City who knew how to wield troops.

Soon, the leader of the troops arrived.

Hong Juguang said, “General Yuan, introduce the ropes inside here.”

The black-armored general was a general on the outside, but within the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall, his status was evidently lesser than that of the External Affairs Envoy, and of Hong Juguang, the Guest Elder. At this moment, he respectfully bowed and then began to speak.

Song Cheng listened for a while and roughly understood.

In the clash between two armies, it was all about continuously weakening the foe’s “momentum” while bolstering one’s own “momentum.”

However, “momentum” was inconstant and variable, so a commander must strive to find that critical moment when “his army’s momentum is overwhelmingly strong, and the opposing army’s momentum is feeble,” to crush the adversary in a single blow.

How does one find it?

It all came down to experience.

General Yuan said, “If one side gets completely shattered, you couldn’t even imagine how those soldiers, usually fierce and robust, would become as feeble as women who can’t even bind a chicken. You only need to chase and slash at them on horseback.

And on the battlefield, a tiny change could collapse or rise the entire momentum.

Yet, seizing the opportunity within these changes was exceptionally difficult.

Sometimes, you might see the enemy in disarray when it’s actually a trap…

And your tiny blunder could lead to utter defeat.

You need to identify what draws your opponent’s momentum and then swiftly deal with it.

Ordinarily, this would be an elite unit led by a strong leader.”

Hong Juguang nodded in agreement, “Brother Song, in this regard, General Yuan knows more than us.

And once the battle truly begins, I and Shi will be like a sharp dagger tearing apart the opponent’s momentum.

Of course, the opponent likely has experts as well.

As for you, Brother Song, you’ll stay atop the city, dealing with those Herald Death Warriors.”

Song Cheng nodded; he understood this arrangement.

Though his abilities were acknowledged, Hong Juguang and others eventually considered him as a blind man, thus not assigning him to charge into the fray, but rather to guard the city walls.

At this moment, he looked into the distance again.

There, the figures were as turbulent as waves.

Morale?

Momentum?

This… could also be seen?

Only, instead of “pure values,” it became a “plane number axis curve.”

If “high figures” kept emerging and “peak numbers” continued rising, it meant “strong momentum,” and conversely… it meant “weak momentum.”

Currently, with both sides in a standoff, one exuded an imposing demeanor, while the other steadfastly defended the city, keeping both sides’ “momentum” in a stable state.

However, the Barbarian Soldiers were powerful, individually strong, and had Demon Beasts.

Thus, the “peak figures” of the Barbarian Soldiers exceeded those of the Prefectural Soldiers by a fair margin.

Seeing this, Song Cheng couldn’t help but ask again, “General Yuan, is there really no way to judge momentum?”

The black-armored general shook his head and said, “No army maintains constant momentum, no water has a consistent shape. To adapt to enemy changes and secure victory is what we call divine prowess.

Yet, even a God of Soldiers can only rely on experience to judge; no one can guarantee with absolute certainty.

This is the truth I’ve spoken with you both: when it truly comes to battle, no matter the judgment, once executed, there’s no turning back.

Not to mention on the battlefield, even slight hesitation after giving an order to retreat could cause morale to crumble rapidly, leading to an utter defeat.”

Song Cheng understood.

His “hack” had rather broad applicability.

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In the early hours before dawn, the Barbarian Army suddenly launched an assault on the city. The Demon Beasts Flying Eagles abruptly soared from behind their encampment, carrying Herald Death Warriors descending from the sky, while Wolf Mounts charged from the front with Barbarian Soldiers.

Hong Juguang and others initially fought on the battlements, but with the ferocity of the Barbarian Soldiers, the city gates were nearly smashed open. Hence, they urgently led troops downward and then emerged from a side door to attack.

General Yuan roared impatiently; it was evident that chaos had begun on the side of the Prefectural Soldiers.

Song Cheng activated his shield with a thought, holding a sword in his right hand, his gaze rapidly flickering over the “military momentum.”

Whenever he saw an area with rising momentum, he hurriedly charged over to suppress it.

Whenever spotting data converging, he went over to disperse it.

Wherever seeing a Barbarian Soldier gathering “momentum,” he swiftly approached, killing the enemy at all costs.

This battle, both sides fought somewhat inexplicably.

The Barbarian Soldiers kept feeling an unusual difficulty in their attacks, unlike their past experiences on the plains, lacking the “unstoppable momentum” sensation. Every charge crumbled away.

General Yuan also found it remarkable; based on military principles and experience, certain areas should have failed, should have broken, yet it all seemed divinely assisted.

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Before long, the Barbarian Soldiers retreated.

General Yuan still felt like he was dreaming, rubbing his forehead, unable to fathom what had transpired in this battle.

Perhaps it was the determination of the Prefectural Soldiers defending the city?

Song Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It was just an attempt by him.

Unexpectedly, it really worked.

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