Chapter 432 - 400: Diffrent In Powers...

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Instead, the allied soldiers were supporting one another with an efficiency that undermined the very assumption upon which Vrishasena had based his confidence.

He turned towards his senior commander.

"Our infantry has trained for years. They have fought together in campaigns, endured the same hardships, and learned to obey their officers under pressure. Are you telling me that these soldiers, who have barely fought beside one another before today, are already outmanoeuvring them?"

The commander hesitated before answering.

"I am telling you that the momentum in the central section is beginning to shift, Maharaja. Our men are still fighting bravely, but the enemy is preventing us from turning our initial gains into a decisive breakthrough."

"If we continue pressing without adjusting our formations, we may exhaust our front line before the elite divisions have even entered the battle."

For the first time that morning, Vrishasena’s confidence wavered.

He looked across the battlefield towards Devara, who remained upon the Vajravyaghra Rath, observing the unfolding conflict without any visible sign of alarm.

The four divine sabertooth tigers stood ready beneath the chariot, their powerful bodies tense with restrained energy, but Devara had not yet ordered them forward.

He had not committed his own strength to the battle, nor had he sent his most powerful warriors charging into the enemy formations merely to demonstrate their superiority.

Instead, he was allowing his commanders and soldiers to respond to the situation as it developed.

That restraint irritated Vrishasena more than he cared to admit.

He had expected Devara to rely upon his own reputation and extraordinary abilities, perhaps attempting to overwhelm Vrishabhapura with a spectacular display of power.

Such an approach would have given Vrishasena a clearer target and allowed his commanders to concentrate their preparations against a known threat.

Instead, Devara appeared content to let the armies fight while he watched for the moment when his intervention would become necessary.

And that meant Vrishasena could not yet determine what the king of Trivenivrata was planning.

On the allied side, Bhishma had noticed the shift in momentum as well.

He turned slightly towards Dronacharya, who was following the movement of the central formations with a thoughtful expression.

"Their infantry is beginning to give ground,"

Bhishma observed, indicating the Vrishabhapura line with a subtle movement of his hand.

"Not everywhere, but enough to disrupt the confidence of their commanders. If our soldiers continue to support one another, we may force them to commit their reserves earlier than they intended."

Drona nodded.

"Their training is excellent, and their soldiers are not lacking courage. The problem is that their commanders expected discipline alone to secure the advantage. Discipline is valuable, but it becomes less effective when the enemy refuses to respond in the manner you anticipated."

"Our men are adapting to the battlefield, and the alliance is allowing them to reinforce one another rather than fight in isolation."

Karna watched a group of Vrishabhapura soldiers retreat under pressure before turning his attention towards Devara’s chariot.

"Then we should preserve that advantage for as long as possible. If we send our strongest warriors into the fight too early, Vrishasena may respond by committing his own elite divisions, and the battle will become far more difficult to control."

"Let the infantry continue to test one another. When the opportunity comes, we can strike where it will matter most."

Ashwatthama gave a faint, impatient smile.

"Provided the opportunity comes before I grow tired of watching."

Drona shot him a warning glance, and Ashwatthama reluctantly returned his attention to the field.

The fighting continued to spread along the front line, but the balance had begun to change. Vrishabhapura’s infantry still possessed the strength to resist, and no decisive victory had been secured by either side.

Yet the soldiers who had marched forward expecting to crush Devara’s alliance were now being forced to fight for every patch of ground they had gained.

Their commanders were beginning to recognise that the enemy before them was more organised, more adaptable, and far more difficult to break than their king had believed.

Above the battlefield, the morning sun climbed steadily towards its zenith, illuminating the banners of both armies as they struggled beneath them.

The most powerful warriors remained poised to enter the fray, watching for the moment when their intervention might decide the course of the conflict.

But before any of them could make their move, Vrishasena was forced to confront an unwelcome truth.

The first surprise of the war had not come from Devara’s divine weapons, his extraordinary chariot, or the legendary warriors standing beside him.

It had come from the ordinary foot soldiers whom Vrishasena had believed would be the easiest part of Devara’s alliance to defeat.

By the time the sun had climbed towards the middle of the sky, the battlefield had become a vast expanse of trampled earth, broken weapons, and warriors struggling to maintain their formations beneath the relentless pressure of combat.

The initial advantage that Vrishabhapura’s infantry had hoped to secure had slipped away, and although its soldiers continued fighting with considerable determination, the allied army was now pushing back in several sections of the front line.

The sounds of clashing steel, shouting commanders, and charging horses filled the air, while clouds of dust rose above the formations and obscured parts of the battlefield.

It was at this point that the senior commanders of both armies decided they could no longer remain observers.

From the ranks of Vrishabhapura, several experienced generals advanced towards the front, each accompanied by a group of elite warriors.

They had watched their infantry struggle against the coordinated movements of Devara’s alliance for hours, and they understood that allowing the situation to continue without intervention would only weaken their soldiers further.

If they could defeat the commanders responsible for directing the allied formations, they might disrupt the enemy’s coordination and recover the momentum that had begun slipping away from them.

Their targets were obvious.

Bhishma, Dronacharya, Karna, and Ashwatthama were among the most formidable warriors standing with Devara, and their presence alone had become a source of confidence for the allied soldiers.

The Vrishabhapura commanders believed that eliminating or forcing these men to withdraw would give their own troops the opening they needed to advance once more.

Unfortunately for them, recognising a target and possessing the ability to defeat it were two entirely different matters.

The first of the Vrishabhapura generals approached Bhishma with his sword raised, accompanied by several warriors who attempted to surround the veteran commander.

Bhishma watched their advance without displaying the slightest alarm, his expression carrying the patience of a man who had faced far more dangerous opponents throughout his long life. When the leading warrior struck,

Bhishma turned the attack aside with a controlled movement of his weapon and immediately countered, forcing the man to stumble backwards.

The others rushed forward together, hoping that their numbers would overwhelm him, but Bhishma moved through their attacks with remarkable precision, blocking one weapon, evading another, and disarming a third warrior before the man could recover his balance.

His movements were economical, without unnecessary flourishes or wasted effort.

Every strike served a purpose, and every step placed him in a position from which he could defend himself while denying his opponents a clear opening.

Within moments, the men who had approached him with confidence found themselves struggling to remain standing.

One lost his sword, another was struck hard enough to fall to his knees, and the remaining warriors were forced to retreat when they realised that their attempts to surround Bhishma had only placed them within the reach of his weapon.

The Vrishabhapura commander himself attempted one final attack, bringing his sword down with all the strength he could muster.

Bhishma met the blow, twisted his weapon against the man’s guard, and knocked the sword from his grasp.

Before the commander could retrieve it, Bhishma placed the point of his weapon near the man’s chest.

"Enough,"

Bhishma said firmly.

"You have already lost this engagement. Do not turn a failed attack into an unnecessary death."

The commander stared at him for a brief moment before stepping backwards, his pride wounded far more deeply than his body.

Bhishma allowed him to withdraw, then turned his attention towards another section of the battlefield where his soldiers were struggling against a renewed enemy advance.

Elsewhere, Dronacharya faced a different group of commanders who believed that their combined skill with bows and spears would allow them to overcome the elderly teacher.

They began by attacking from a distance, sending arrows towards him in quick succession while two warriors advanced behind the volley, prepared to strike once he was forced to concentrate upon defending himself.

Drona recognised their intention immediately.

His bow moved almost continuously, sending arrows into the air with such precision that several of the incoming shafts were deflected or diverted before they could reach him.

He shifted his position as the two spear-wielding warriors approached, allowing their first attacks to pass harmlessly beside him before countering with swift movements that knocked their weapons aside.

One of the commanders attempted to exploit the moment by advancing from Drona’s blind side, but the teacher turned before the man could complete his attack and struck the weapon from his hand.

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