Zhang San, please behave yourself!-Chapter 820 - 756: 8,000 vs. 280,000!

Li Shangfa was being supported by Wang Ziteng, just about to turn around and leave the city wall.

Li Shangfa took one last look at the wall of Julong Pass, knowing that this might be the last time in his life he would see Julong Pass from this vantage point.

"Deputy Chief Zhang, although I’m indeed a bit scared, I still want to ask, can we win this battle?"

After all, Li Shangfa is a soldier, and more importantly, a General of Great Sui.

At first, he was a bit afraid, but once he got used to the fear, it became a habit.

But at this moment, he was more eager to know the outcome. Even if he died, he hoped to understand clearly.

With a smile, Zhang San said to Li Shangfa: "Of course we can win! Even though they have 280,000 troops and we have only 8,000, as long as each of us can handle thirty-five of them, won’t we win then? We might even achieve a complete victory!"

Upon hearing this, Li Shangfa was dumbfounded.

Zhang San saw Li Shangfa’s shocked expression and said with a laugh, "Don’t worry. If General Li isn’t feeling well today and can’t handle that many, how about I take six-nine, and you’re just one?"

Li Shangfa waved his hand.

Enough!

Let it be!

A real man should die wrapped in horsehide!

Soon, the numerous commanders of the Thirty-Six Nations of the Western Regions and some kings leading their armies personally, who were closing in on Julong Pass in formation, suddenly noticed that the gates of Julong Pass were opening.

As the gate opened, eight thousand Great Sui soldiers charged out.

At this moment, comparing the numbers of troops on both sides, the west seemed boundless, yet it was actually made up of hundreds of military formations, large and small, like a vast and intricate formation.

Looking again beneath Julong Pass to the east, the eight thousand Great Sui soldiers had almost no formation, just the usual phalanx gathering of military troops.

After all, facing enemies thirty-five times their number, any military formation was largely meaningless.

At this moment, atop the fortress, Baili Niezhen asked worriedly: "Master, can we win? After all, there are so many enemies!"

Zhang San smiled faintly and shouted to the soldiers beside him on the fortress: "Go, inform all the logistics units in the city to stop transporting rolling logs and stones; everyone should prepare carts and gather those who can drive. After we defeat the army of the Thirty-Six Nations of the Western Regions, there will undoubtedly be countless spoils left behind. Those things are worth a lot of money, and when the time comes, everyone should go to the battlefield and pick up stuff. But make sure that out of every five people, one is armed, to prevent ambushed soldiers from the Western Regions."

The soldiers who heard Zhang San’s order were all stunned.

8,000 versus 280,000!

We were just worrying about what kind of running posture could help us flee faster when the time comes.

And now you’re telling me to pass the order to prepare to clean up the battlefield and collect the spoils?

At this moment, Zhang San glanced at the Western Regions army, which seemed ready to start moving, smiled slightly, and asked the Three Lizard Brothers beside him: "Gentlemen, I see that many places to the west of Julong Pass are sandy. If it rains in such a place, what happens?"

"Naturally, the roads become muddy and difficult to traverse!"

"The central road is somewhat better, but many places beside it will inevitably turn into mud, making it impossible to move!"

"Exactly, exactly!"

Zhang San smiled slightly, pointed at certain places within the Western Regions army, and said to the Three Lizard Brothers beside him: "Fellas, start by making it rain at these locations, then make it rain at a spot five miles behind them, cutting off their retreat!"

Regarding combat, the Three Lizard Brothers were always not very capable.

Although combined they were one of the supreme demons, when facing slightly stronger Mid Demons, the three brothers had to flee.

But when it came to manipulating clouds and rain, that was definitely their specialty.

Even within the Dragon Clan, besides Yellow Dragon, one of the Twelve Superior Demons, few could surpass their rainmaking skills.

This kind of localized rainfall was even easier.

Soon, dark clouds gathered above Julong Pass and slowly moved westward, starting to rain at certain positions within the Western Regions army.

Seeing the rain fall, the Western Regions army initially didn’t pay much attention.

But with rain falling in certain areas, the soldiers’ clothing got wet, which was quite uncomfortable.

Especially where some cavalry were stationed, the sand quickly turned into mud, forcing some cavalry to leave their original positions.

Otherwise, the war horses slipped on the ground while walking, making it impossible to be on standby.

"Gentlemen, be prepared. Once the rain has fallen, we need to blow wind westward!"

As Zhang San spoke, he immediately used his techniques to release the Thunder Method into the distance.

Since the Western Regions army was at least five miles from Julong Pass, Zhang San could indeed use the Thunder Method, but its power was naturally much weaker.

But it didn’t matter; Zhang San’s purpose in striking was not to inflict real harm.

Suddenly, amidst the heavy rain, a bolt of lightning struck, electrocuting a soldier from the Western Regions carrying a flag, causing him to fall to the ground twitching, scaring the soldiers around him.

Then, crackling thunder sounded continuously.

Bolt after bolt of lightning fell from the dark clouds, striking the soldiers carrying flags.

This immediately frightened the soldiers carrying flags at the front, who were responsible for command.

As several flags fell, some commanders and kings in the military formations in the distance, not knowing what was happening, became alarmed.

Just then, strong wind blew from the east.

Originally, raining in some places made soldiers uncomfortable.

But unexpectedly, there was no rain in the east, and as the wind whipped through, sand instantly blinded their eyes, making many soldiers feel uneasy about their surroundings.

At this moment, Zhang San signaled to Li Shangfa below the fortress.

In the next moment, Li Shangfa ordered the whole army to shoot arrows.

Li Shangfa, relying on the power of the military formation, combined the arrows from the eight thousand soldiers with his own Qi.

He shot one arrow, and eight thousand arrows followed closely behind.

With the Three Lizard Brothers’ strong wind lifting the arrows, they managed to shoot them a full five miles away.

The sound of arrows falling was accompanied by the sound of arrows piercing into flesh, as some soldiers could not defend themselves and died beneath the hail of arrows.

At that instant, some within the Western Regions army finally sensed that something was wrong.

Some kings immediately ordered their armies to retreat just in case the Sui army was too strong, ready to flee at any moment.

Moreover, some kings realized that the Sui army’s arrows could reach five miles and quickly ordered a full retreat.

In a flash, the Western Regions army, composed of hundreds of military formations, fell into chaos.

Rains thumped coldly on the faces of some soldiers; in other places, soldiers scrambled to turn their steeds, abandoning any semblance of unified command.

Amidst the strong wind, Zhang San shouted towards the west using the Forty-Eight Layers Tower: "The Western Regions army is already in a state of collapse! The vanguard is defeated, the Central Army is dispirited, and the rear guard is withdrawing! Our warriors of Julong Pass are brave and dare to fight, and we are blessed by the guardian god — Charge!"