Chapter 502: Repelling the Enemy (Part Two) [Requesting Monthly Tickets]
"That scoundrel Chu Wuhui..."
While Yu Zhubu was distracted, he caught a glimpse of Chu Jie and Chu Yao working together, vaguely remembered something, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.
"They've become increasingly skilled over the years..."
Apart from Shen Tang, I doubt anyone in this world would think that Chu Yao is a simple, kind, compassionate, and tolerant old man.
Especially Yu Zhubu, who knew about his childhood experiences.
Other scholars and intellectuals diligently studied military texts, learned military formations, and honed their verbal skills, pondering how to deploy and break formations. But Chu Yao was different. He preferred to let his imagination run wild and always noticed details on the battlefield that others missed…
Targeted research should be conducted on these details.
For example, the "Submerging in Water and Fire" technique is a powerful word that penetrates the cracks in one's mind, striking at the opponent's spirit. Take, for instance, this chariot and war drum before us; it not only targets enemy morale but can also disrupt their communication and even alter their orders.
_(:з)∠)_
Yes, this guy likes to undermine things from the start.
Even in this age of advanced communication, battlefield communication remains inconvenient. In ancient times, people relied on "advancing at the sound of drums and retreating at the sound of gongs," using war drums and gongs to direct a battle on the spot, or dispatching messengers on horseback to repeat orders across the battlefield.
Or they would shout in unison, using short words like "advance," "retreat," "pursue," and "kill" to convey the general's orders.
Doing so can also exert pressure through sheer force.
Later, special soldiers were added to be responsible for issuing command flags. They could remotely issue orders to the commander in real time by using different flag postures.
Since the arrival of the thief star, a small number of special scholars and warriors have obtained a seemingly useless but actually powerful weapon on the battlefield: the "Way of the Scholar" and the "Intent of the Warrior," which can transmit military orders to the ears of their own troops within a certain range in real time.
Messages are delivered faster than others.
Their natural reactions and actions are also faster than others.
However, such abilities are rare, so some people rack their brains to find alternative methods, such as using birds formed from literary and martial energy to transmit messages to various parts of the battlefield, whereby the military leaders would then relay them to their subordinates. This would greatly improve efficiency.
Chu Yao, on the other hand, liked to tamper with things here.
By disrupting the enemy's war drum rhythm with military drums, intercepting enemy birds in flight, and employing tactics like feigning weakness or using a substitute to mislead the enemy, he could create illusions and cause them to misinterpret the information on their military flags. Once their formation was thrown into disarray, the rhythm of the battlefield would fall completely into his hands.
As for sound attacks...
He has been researching this for many years.
He collected many musical scores from the bandit stars and also did some research in music theory, but for some reason, he made little progress. The effect of using vocal music to boost morale was far from what he had hoped for, so he had to resort to brute force.
Infuse the war drums with both literary and martial spirit.
The impact of the drumsticks on the drumhead distorts the surrounding energy, thus attacking the eardrums of enemy soldiers.
He discovered this during his years washing dishes at Yuehua Tower. Many women who came to Yuehua Tower to catch thieves or adulterers would slap someone, and while it might only cause redness and swelling of the face, it would actually cause temporary hearing loss and dizziness, and the white membrane deep inside the ear would rupture and bleed. Chu Yao guessed that this thing was related to hearing. Killing someone is difficult, but destroying this is easy, isn't it?
The difficulty lies in distinguishing between friend and foe.
Indiscriminate attacks would be counterproductive.
This topic originated in Chu Yao's youth. He sparred with Chu Jie several times to find inspiration, and even with his dantian shattered, he painstakingly studied and pondered it at Yuehua Tower, finally achieving a breakthrough. However, this was the first time he had actually used it in real combat.
How effective is this method?
Chu Yao was also unsure.
Thump, thump, thump, thump thump—
【Scattered like stars】spread out from Chu Yao as the center. Any attack aimed at him was intercepted by the warhorse formation commanded by Chu Jie. As the uniform drumbeats sounded, the snow in the air vibrated in the sound, forming ripples.
Chu Yao's eyes were indifferent.
He sneered, "The battlefield is a place where life and death are decided. You souls have gone to the underworld, so please don't blame us."
The drumbeats had little impact on the chaotic battlefield.
Our own soldiers were unaffected—aside from the troops sent by Chief Clerk Yu, the others were either elite heavy cavalry from the border defense forces or malevolent spirits summoned by Xun Zhen with his money, so there weren't many survivors—and the Shiwu soldiers initially didn't notice anything, because there were shouts of battle and the sound of war drums everywhere, and even they themselves had shouted until their voices were hoarse, and their ears were somewhat numb to these sounds.
By the time they realized they couldn't hear, it was too late. The scholars of Shiwu did notice that the vanguard soldiers were starting to disobey orders and were reacting slowly, but they assumed it was because the scholars of Yonggu Pass were using methods to block sound and that breaking the spell would restore it. The clashes between scholars were always a matter of responding to each other's moves, so this wasn't surprising.
The result was predictable—
By the time they realize something is wrong, they have already wasted precious time on the front lines where every second counts, and have lost control of the game.
Chu Yao murmured, "...That's right."
He never liked being forced to react passively.
He enjoys the absolute control over the rhythm of everything.
Chu Jie caught a glimpse of his childhood friend standing in the wind and snow, and vaguely saw his friend's slightly immature back view.
It felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from my heart; the youngest of the "Three Outstanding Scholars of Chu State" had truly returned.
Thinking of this, he secretly weighed his blood-soaked weapon and pondered—if he were to join forces with the man surnamed Shen, he could still act alongside Wu Hui as he did today, and his troops would not be mistreated, even if the other side did not obtain the 30,000 heads…
It's just a difference of a few thousand or ten thousand...
Hmm... for Wu Hui's sake...
I can turn a blind eye to it.
Yu, the registrar, had no idea what his general was thinking. He was currently frowning in deep thought, pondering with Kang Shi how to break the formation. Thanks to the unpredictable scholars Xun Zhen and Chu Yao, the Eight Gates Eight Formations of the Ten Crows army—the vanguard and the three smaller formations on the left and right flanks—were stalled. Judging from the situation, defeat was only a matter of time.
Hmph, these ten squids deserved to die for being able to hold out for so long against these two ruthless men.
However, in addition to these three, the central army still has support on the left and right flanks, and each of the three armies has troops rushing to reinforce and supplement it.
The gradually solidifying morale glow above them carried an ominous tinge, as if something familiar was being absorbed by it. The vanguard and the two flanks were thrown into disarray. According to normal battlefield tactics, the Ten Crows should have been in complete disarray at this point, perhaps even starting to plot a retreat to preserve their forces.
result--
There is no indication of that.
The rear remains secure.
This shows that the Shiwu side does not believe the situation is so dire that it cannot be turned around, and they still have a trump card in their hands!
This trump card could help them turn the tide of the game!
Thinking of this—
Kang Shi made a tough decision.
“Registrar Yu”.
Registrar Yu's heart tightened: "What?"
Kang Shi: "You're in charge of keeping an eye on the battlefield for now."
Registrar Yu: "...???"
Kang Shi briefly instructed: "The morale gathered above the enemy below gives an ominous feeling, seemingly related to luck. I dare to guess... it might be the core of their military formation..."
Registrar Yu: "...So, what are you planning to do?"
"Luck, which happens to be Shi's greatest strength, should be broken."
When it comes to playing the game of luck, he's the real expert!
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I found this book to be more patience-testing than any of my previous long novels... It was harder to write. Battlefield clashes like in Peng Peng's stories are easier to depict, while wars with fantasy elements test one's imagination. Sigh.
My hair can't get any thinner o(╥﹏╥)o
P.S.: Today I suddenly remembered Yuan Liang's aesthetic sense, and then I had an inspiration. The next enemy of Yuan Liang will be a scholar who looks like a human trafficker when he is not smiling, but is lewd and arrogant when he smiles.
People who aren't ugly and have good features can still hurt each other when they're together.
Tomorrow I'm going to Wenzhou No. 1 Hospital for a detailed anomaly scan. Hmm, I heard this test requires the baby's cooperation. Hope everything goes smoothly. I slept too much during the day, and now I'm feeling sleepy. Time for bed.
(End of this chapter)
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