Chapter 1759: Chapter 852: Army Formation Power (Part 3)

She knew that Prince Hubadai’s recent decision was somewhat too arbitrary, and after she left, there would inevitably be more arguments. Whether the plan could be executed was still an unknown.

After all, Prince Hubadai was not Khan Yamun; he neither had the other’s high prestige nor the same governance style.

Although the Dushan Witch did not know much about this Army Formation Power, one thing was certain: this method of combining forces was not simple and demanded very high morale.

Even in the Soaring Dragon Empire, not every army could activate such an ability, and not every general could master the Army Formation Power; it was the patent of a very few generals and elite corps.

As soon as the Dushan Witch left, those Tukan Generals could not help but persuade again.

“Khan, this matter must be cautious. Our Golden Tent Army not only shoulders the important responsibility of protecting the rear of the great army but also represents the future of the entire tribe. If we suffer heavy losses, who will protect our tribe? Our women and children? Those packs of wolves will surely take the chance.”

“Khan, there are too many unknown factors in this plan, and the risks are indeed too great to be attempted lightly.”

“Khan…”

Prince Hubadai explained seriously: “What you generals have said, am I not aware of it?

But we cannot ignore the crisis faced by the great army ahead because of our responsibilities.

We must distinguish between primary and secondary: the great army led by Father Khan is our main force, our foundation, our present. We must act in cooperation with them.

If we can ensure their plan proceeds smoothly, what of our own losses?

If our main force is defeated on the lake, do you think the enemy will not take the chance to kill us?

If such a situation happens, the cost we will need to pay will far exceed what we would pay in a siege attack.

Moreover, we aren’t entirely without advantage.

The top entities among the Laiserman have been drawn away by Father Khan’s main force, and they do not possess the Army Formation Power.

Under unexpected circumstances, breaking open a gap in their city walls should not be difficult.

As long as we ensure that in the process, the blood spilled is not solely that of our Tukan people, I believe gathering the required number of souls from them should not be too difficult.”

Prince Hubadai understood clearly the predicament Khan Yamun was currently facing. If a solution was not found quickly and the battle dragged on into the night, the situation would turn further against them.

With high pressure from the front and back, those slave soldiers might likely escape en masse under the cover of night.

By then, it’s not just a simple matter of a significant reduction in Tukan forces but that these slave soldiers may be used by the enemy, turning their blades against their former masters, assaulting their formation, causing an irreversible complete collapse.

If such a situation arises, even Khan Yamun, who possesses the Power of Slaughter, would have no way to salvage it.

It’s not a question of whether the Tukan can continue the westward expedition, but how many people can escape back to the Endless Wilderness.

Those who could become generals of the Golden Tent Army possessed some cunning, and after listening to Prince Hubadai’s analysis, they couldn’t help but nod in secret.

“My mind is made up.” Prince Hubadai gave no chance for the Tukan Generals to express their stance, “I’ll give you one hour to ready the troops for battle. This battle, whether we have the Dushan Witch or not, we must fight.”

“As you command.” The Tukan Generals responded in unison.

The Golden Tent Army was already poised for battle, never leaving their horses, their hands never leaving their weapons, ready to fight at any moment. After the earlier frenzy caused by the Dushan Witch, everyone’s nerves were highly tense, and with Prince Hubadai’s order, they immediately began to advance on Mosantiel City.

The Golden Tent Army did not attempt to encircle Mosantiel City on all sides but rather gathered the entire army into a formation on the south side, near Mosantiel Lake.

Their initial main combat aim was to pin down the Berserker Legion of Mosantiel City, preventing them from attacking the rear of the Tukan Army.

As cavalry, they were not afraid of the Laiserman Berserkers leaving the city.

Or rather, they hoped for this.

In smaller-scale battles, those Laiserman Berserkers might hold some advantage.

But once it came to legion warfare, it was their cavalry that possessed more might.

Amid the thunderous roar of hooves, the Golden Tent Army launched an assault on Mosantiel City, the scene astonishing even the Laiserman Berserkers, each unable to resist peering over the walls, looking down at the scene below.

“They couldn’t be thinking of charging our walls directly with a cavalry charge, could they?”

“Haha… I’ve seen quite a few siege tactics, but I’ve never seen charging the walls on horseback. Even the Skeleton Legion of the Red Robe Mage wouldn’t do something so foolish.”

“No, something’s wrong. It’s not that those Tukan people are stupid and planning to crash into our walls directly; this is a spell, one we’re unfamiliar with. Activate the Defensive Maze Lock’s protective shield, quickly transfer all strength to this side.”

“Everyone, seek cover and prepare for the impact of explosions.”

At first, those Laiserman Berserkers couldn’t resist sneering, believing the enemy’s siege tactics to be incredibly foolish, akin to an ant shaking a big tree. Even without the City Defense Maze Lock, they would still crash to death against Mosantiel City’s walls.

However, as the Tukan Army continued to approach the walls, even the Berserkers, who weren’t sensitive to magic power, noticed something amiss.