The mood in Khorasan was growing more and more tense, and all of Arabia was slowly gathering around that person.
Ten days later!
The final flood of one hundred and fifty thousand soldiers appeared in Khorasan, still brimming with the flames of war.
"Buzz!"
At this moment, when the white warhorse and the dazzling golden figure appeared, even Aybak and Osman couldn't help but feel a little stifled, a hint of apprehension appearing on their faces.
"Let's go!"
That godly figure was covered in thick golden armor, and his icy voice came from beneath his visor. He lightly urged his horse forward, and without a moment's delay, he rode through Khorasan toward the Black Forest and the distant Talas.
Behind him, the tide surged. Countless cavalrymen surged forward like the most devout servants, following behind that person and charging forward!
… …
As the Arab army left Khorasan for the front lines, countless falcons and messenger birds flew in every direction. Within the Arabian Empire, countless nobles, governors, generals, and even the Caliph in Baghdad were paying close attention to this unprecedented expedition to the east.
Flapflap! An Arabian hunting falcon shot down from the Ouzan camp and landed on Dalun Ruozan's outstretched arm.
"Haha, so fast. They're finally moving out."
A faint smile appeared on Dalun Ruozan's lips as he gazed at the letter in his hand.
The letter had been sent from Abu Muslim from the Black Forest. More than three hundred thousand Arab reinforcements, two governors, and the tens of thousands of Arab militias they had recruited along the way, this was an unprecedented Arab army marching toward the Black Forest. This was a force so powerful that it could no longer affect a war on the level of the Battle of Talas. It could even affect the entire east, including the Tang Dynasty.
"Perhaps I should change my goal. Perhaps I'll be able to complete the conquest of the Central Plains in one go."
A bright light flashed through Dalun Ruozan's eyes, and he immediately crushed Abu Muslim's letter into powder.
Four hundred thousand elite Tang cavalry and the reinforcements that had arrived from Ouzan brought together a total of five hundred thousand soldiers, including seven Imperial Great General experts. This strength far surpassed that of the Mengshe – Ü-Tsang army on the shores of the Erhai. In Dalun Ruozan's entire life, he had never built such a powerful army.
"Inform Duwusili to assemble the army and prepare for battle!"
Dalun Ruozan turned his head and said to the orderly beside him.
"Yes!"
The messenger received the order and immediately flew away. Dalun Ruozan watched him disappear into the distance before slowly turning to the two Great Generals at his side.
"Are you ready for the final battle?"
Huoshu Huizang and Dusong Mangpoje said nothing, only firmly nodding their heads, their eyes glimmering with determination.
Both of them understood what Dalun Ruozan meant. This was the final battle. If they wanted to defeat the Tang Dynasty and change the ratio of strength between the Tang Dynasty and Ouzan, this was their last chance. If they did not succeed, they would die trying!
"Summon the army!"
With Dalun Ruozan's final order, a storm erupted from the Ouzan camp to the west of Talas, engulfing the entire world. This was bound to be a war that would shake the entire eastern world.
Crackle! Crack!
As the Ouzan army began to move, a thick bolt of lightning shot over the Ouzan camp. For a moment, dark clouds roiled, and the atmosphere in Talas grew even tenser.
… …
A few moments later, a hunting falcon descended from the sky. Wang Chong had also received a message from the Khorasani.
It was the Arabs!
The contents of the letter caused Wang Chong's heart to sink.
The day had finally arrived!
Governor Qutaybah of Tarsus, Governor Osman of Cairo, and the elite Mamelukes of the Arabian Empire, an army of three to four hundred thousand soldiers, were currently making their way to Talas. This fated battle had finally begun.
"Give this letter to Protector-General Gao Xianzhi. Pass on my order to prepare for battle! "
After saying this, Wang Chong walked out of his room and gazed at the second training ground on the west side of Talas.
Boom!
A series of shouts were heard. In an instant, the airflow was turbulent. In the sky above the Second Training Ground, a surging aura covered the sky and earth, and within this invisible aura, there were tens of thousands of long and magnificent saber marks.
After a long month, the Mo Saber Unit had finally taken shape!
… …
The atmosphere in Talas instantly became tense and hostile. But the influence of this battle was not limited to just Talas.
In the southeast of the Great Tang, in a famous mountain range, ancient trees grew densely along the undulating terrain, covering the entire mountain range. This was an enormous mountain range that spanned one hundred and sixty to seventy kilometers. Wild beasts roamed the area, and it was extremely remote. Under normal circumstances, no one would come to this place. However, for some people, this protruding mountain range was like a holy land.
"Grandpa, have you found the dragon head and the dragon cave?"
In the lush forest, a crisp and tender voice rang out. Taking a closer look, Zhang Xuan saw a seven or eight-year-old child with a long beard riding on a large green ox in a lush bush. The ox's fur was glossy, and Stellar Energy flowed through its body. It was clearly not an ordinary animal.
"Haha, soon, soon."
Right in front of the little boy was an azure clothed old man with three strands of immortal beard. He held a bronze compass in one hand while stroking his beard with the other, and his gaze ceaselessly sized up the surroundings while he seemed to be full of vigor and energy as if he was in command of the world.
A fortune teller of geomancy, a plain-clothed fortune teller!
In the Tang Dynasty, there was a group of Warlocks who studied geomancy and geography, as well as the direction of the draconic energy of the earth. They were called mystic scholars.
They usually hid themselves and rarely showed themselves to others. They would only come out at certain times, and most of the time, they would spend their time observing the landscape and the draconic energy of the Nine Continents.
"Haha, found it!"
A moment later, the compass on the bronze compass trembled and pointed in a direction. Almost at the same time, the sage-like old man in green suddenly smiled. He extended a finger and looked at a cliff in the distance that was shrouded in clouds and had a strange terrain. Looking from afar, this cliff just happened to be like a huge dragon head lying on the ground, snoring away.
"Grandpa, did we really find it? Are we going to build a Daoist monastery here in the future? "
The child said in a childish voice.
"Hahaha, Little Yun, that's right. When grandpa finds the dragon cave, we'll build a wooden house here and guard the entire dragon vein. What do you think?"
The azure-robed elder turned back and pinched the child's chubby cheeks lovingly.
"Buzz!"
Just as the grandfather and grandson were talking, there was a sudden change. Rumble! The huge cliff in the distance that looked like a dragon head suddenly shook, and rocks kept rolling down the mountain. The white mist shrouding the mountain suddenly seemed to be hit by something. It fluttered and quickly dissipated.
"What … What's going on?"
The elder turned back and was shocked. He was completely stunned.
The dragon head was where the spirit energy of the dragon vein was. This kind of dragon vein would not easily change for hundreds or even thousands of years, let alone such a drastic change.
"Grandpa!"
Suddenly, the child on the ox's back seemed to have discovered something. He pointed at the bronze compass in the elder's hand and said with his eyes wide open. The elder was stunned. He lowered his head and found that the needle of the compass in his hand had suddenly spun crazily.
"Boom!"
At this moment, an earth-shattering sound was heard. Under the gazes of the old man and the young man, the cliff where the dragon's head was located suddenly collapsed. Like sand, the entire thing fell down.
"The dragon vein is moving!! How … how is this possible!? "
The azure-robed elder's heart palpitated as if he was struck by lightning.
There were many ancient mountain ranges in the Land of the Nine Prefectures. Only an extremely small number of large mountain ranges could be called "dragon veins". These "dragon veins" would not change at all for hundreds of years. The phenomenon of a dragon returning to the sky was extremely rare. Every time it happened, it meant that the Land of the Nine Prefectures would undergo a huge change.
"Roar!"
Just as this thought flashed through the azure-robed elder's mind, an earth-shattering dragon roar came from the void in the next moment. The place where the dragon head had collapsed was filled with dust. Not only did the dust not fall down, but under the influence of an invisible force, it surged into the sky.
Very soon, an even more shocking change occurred. Under the shocked gazes of the azure-robed elder and the child, a huge dragon suddenly stretched out from the mountain range. It raised its head and rose from the ground.
This dragon was formed from endless dust, sand, and spiritual energy of the world. The dragon's horns, eyes, scales, tail … everything was vivid and lifelike.
In front of this huge dragon, the azure-robed elder and the child standing on the mountain were as small as ants. The wind howled, and endless storms surged in all directions. Under the effect of this violent force, all the trees and rocks trembled violently. Countless birds suddenly flew into the sky, and many beasts also seemed to be frightened. They rushed out of the forest and ran in all directions.
At this very moment, the entire world was trembling violently in the face of this dragon-shaped pressure.
At that moment, even the seven or eight year old child on the back of the green ox forgot his fear. His gaze was fixed on the void like the azure-robed elder, and even his breathing almost stopped.
In the sky, the huge dragon formed from the earth's dragon energy looked up at the sky. It was struggling and roaring as if it was enduring great pain.
"Grandpa, why is a dragon in pain?"
The pituitary boy stared blankly at the sky. He had received many books on geomancy and dragon veins since he was young, but none of the books, including what his grandfather had taught him, had mentioned anything about the phenomenon before his eyes.
However, the azure-robed elder's heart was in turmoil. He could no longer hear the child's voice. There was only one voice left in his heart.
"The dragon returns in a hundred years, and the Divine Land changes in a thousand years! … "
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