"Hmph! I understand even without you telling me! "
Aybak's eyes exploded with cold light as he looked into the distance.
"Faisal, if the same situation occurs again, bring your head to me!"
"Milord, be at ease. That situation will not occur again!"
A respectful voice came from behind him. Faisal deeply lowered his head, and with a wave of his hand, he led his six thousand Mamelukes in a charge at the distant Wushang Cavalry.
A fall into a pit, a gain in one's wit. He had been caught off guard by the Wushang Cavalry the first time, but no matter what, he could not lose to them again. If the same situation occurred again, he would choose to commit suicide even without Aybak's order.
"Huoba Sangye, all of you move out as well!"
Dalun Ruozan's eyes and ears were sharp, and he had noticed the Arabs the moment they began to move.
"Although this battle is between Arabia and the Tang Dynasty, it is also related to the fate of our Ouzan. We can only win, not lose!"
"This general understands!"
Huoba Sangye immediately turned and left. A few moments later, he had mounted a warhorse and led his three-thousand-some Mutri Great Cavalry forward.
Of the more than seven thousand Mutri Great Cavalry, only three-thousand-some remained. This was a massive loss that Huoba Sangye had never imagined when he had first set out from the royal capital. And the main culprit was the Wushang Cavalry.
Huoba Sangye had long ago been suppressing his rage, and it was only getting more and more intense. Even without Dalun Ruozan's order, he would still have thought of a way to enter the field …
The war between Ouzan and the Tang Dynasty, the Mutri Great Cavalry and the Wushang Cavalry, was far from over.
On the other side, the two-thousand-some Celestial Wolf Cavalry also charged at the Wushang Cavalry upon seeing the Mamelukes and Mutri Great Cavalry move.
"Kill these heathens!"
Battle cries shook the heavens. As the Wushang Cavalry, the Mutri Great Cavalry, the Mamelukes, and the Celestial Wolf Cavalry clashed, the Tang Dynasty's defense line had undergone a heaven-toppling transformation.
Boomboomboom! More and more Arab cavalry galloped through the air, crashing into the steel defense line of the Tang Dynasty like meteors. The pressure on the Tang dynasty suddenly increased exponentially.
"Mo Saber Team, move out!"
As Wang Chong saw more and more Arab cavalry, he calmly waved his hand and gave the order. Following Wang Chong's order, the five thousand soldiers of the Mo Saber Squad raised their sabers high and stood like a wall as they rapidly advanced.
In this battle, both the Tang Dynasty and the Arabs had invested many of their elite soldiers. At the same time, both sides had suffered massive losses. In yesterday's battle, the Mo Saber Unit had lost only five thousand soldiers from ten thousand.
But even so, the Mo Saber Unit still possessed a fighting power that could not be underestimated. Their terrifying charge was still a nightmare for the Arabs.
"Wind!"
"Forest!"
"Fire!"
"Mountain!"
… …
With a heaven-shaking roar, the five thousand soldiers of the Mo Saber Unit left the defense line and began to advance at full speed toward the sea of Arab cavalry.
Boomboomboom! In the frigid winds, the Mo Sabers gleamed with cold light as they were swung up and down. Wherever their blades passed, men and horses would be cut down in gruesome deaths. Five thousand, eight thousand, ten thousand … the five thousand soldiers of the Mo Saber Unit had only just stepped onto the battlefield when they displayed their peerless lethality. In just two attacks, nearly ten thousand Arab corpses had been slain, and this number was only continuing to rise.
This frightening efficiency left large swathes of the battlefield empty. The five thousand Mo Saber soldiers were the coldest, most efficient, and most emotionless killing machines on the battlefield. From a certain perspective, the killing efficiency of the Mo Saber Unit was even more frightening than that of the ballista army.
The simplest reason was that the Mo Saber Unit didn't need to use up any ballista bolts, and every time they swung their Mo Sabers, an enemy would be killed.
"Ziyad, make arrangements for the Ironblood Army and Fearless Army to enter the field. It's our turn now! "
Abu Muslim suddenly said as he gazed into the distance.
"Yes, Milord!"
Ziyad grunted in acknowledgment and quickly left.
The battle was escalating even faster than yesterday. The Tang Dynasty's Mo Saber Unit had entered the field, and it was about time for the top-class Arab army to enter the field. It wouldn't be long before Abu Muslim, Osman, and the other top-class Great Generals would enter the field and end this battle.
"General Wang, get ready. It's time for you to enter the field!"
Wang Chong had been keeping an eye on Abu Muslim's group beneath the four black banners this entire time. The moment Ziyad left, Wang Chong had already guessed at what they were up to.
"General Li, this battle can only be won, not lost. Once it begins, we can't stop until the Arabs have been defeated. As for the war banners, we'll be relying on you!"
After giving orders to Wang Sili, Wang Chong quickly turned to the black-armored guard wielding the Nine Dragon Blood War Banner.
The black-armored guard was covered in many secrets, and Wang Chong realized that he had almost no time to rest. Whether it was eating or resting, he never took off his armor. He rarely spoke, except when it came to the war and the Nine Dragon Blood War Banner, he almost never interjected. After interacting with him for so long, Wang Chong only knew that he had been sent by the Holy Emperor and was one of the Holy Emperor's personal guards. He didn't even know what he looked like.
All he knew was that he had the surname Li.
"If the banner exists, the man exists. If the banner dies, the man dies!"
The black-armored guard took a step forward and said only eight words.
Wang Chong and Gao Xianzhi trembled at these words, a hint of respect appearing in their eyes.
Banner protector!
This was perhaps the best way to describe the black-armored guard at this moment. His identity, age, and name were all unimportant. His only value in existence was to protect the Nine Dragon Blood War Banner.
Rumble! The warhorses were getting closer and closer, the several thousand Ironblood soldiers rapidly approaching the battlefield.
When they were still five-hundred-some zhang from the first defense line, there was a massive boom. Wang Sili led the charge, leading the two thousand soldiers of the Divine Martial Army out from behind the steel walls.
Swishswishswishswish! The Big Dipper greatswords stabbed forward like agile snakes, and in the blink of an eye, the dense ranks of Arab cavalry were felled like raindrops, their blood spraying through the air in a bloody mist.
"Let's go! It's the top-class army of the Tang Dynasty! "
The appearance of the Divine Martial Army caused the Arab cavalry at the very front to fall into chaos, especially those who had experienced the killing power of the Divine Martial Army. The moment the Divine Martial Army stepped out of the steel walls, it was immediately thrown into disarray.
Bang!
Not long after the Divine Martial Army stepped out of the defense line, a massive banner forged from Deep Sea Xuan Iron and some other unknown metal was thrust into the ground.
At this moment, all the Origin Energy on the battlefield of Talas began to change as a vast, ancient, and valiant energy began to radiate across the battlefield.
In a place that no one was paying attention to, an invisible force spread out like a ripple. It quickly radiated to the feet of the two thousand soldiers of the Shenwu Army.
Bzzz! One halo, two, three … six halos appeared beneath the feet of the Divine Martial Army. The power of the Shenwu Army was already at the top of the world. With the support of these six halos, their auras rose again and again. In just a short period of time, they reached an astonishing level.
Clang!
A sword clanged through the air. In an instant, a Big Dipper sword sliced through the air. It was also an ordinary strike, but it immediately left behind a series of afterimages in the air.
The speed of the sword was inconceivably fast. Whoosh! With a single slash, it cleaved an Arab horseman in two. The sword continued onward, cleaving a second and a third horseman in two, the immense force of the blow flinging their corpses more than ten meters away.
"Kill!"
The two thousand soldiers of the Divine Martial Army glanced at each other in tacit understanding and immediately picked up their pace, charging at the Arab cavalry. Rumble! The army was thrown into disarray. Each soldier of the Divine Martial Army possessed inconceivable strength, and with the support of the six halos, they were unstoppable.
"Ah!"
Waves of panic-stricken cries resounded throughout the battlefield, incessantly lingering in the ears. Thousands of Arab cavalry were sent flying like pieces of paper by the charge of the Divine Martial Army. Not even the charging warhorses could stop the momentum of the Divine Martial Army.
Deafening roars filled the air as more and more Arab cavalry charged at the Divine Martial Army, unaware of the truth.
But in the face of these powerful Divine Martial Army soldiers, they were like ants trying to shake a tree, sent flying. The two thousand Big Dipper greatswords buzzed incessantly as they slashed through the air again and again. Every time they slashed through, countless people would be sliced into two. Severed limbs flew through the air.
In just a few moments, the area around the two thousand soldiers of the Divine Martial Army was littered with corpses.
"Impossible!"
Seeing this tragic scene, the Iron Blood Army, which was charging over, turned pale with fright.
They had clashed with the Divine Martial Army in yesterday's fierce battle, but the strength of the Divine Martial Army at that time had been within the normal range, far from this terrifying level. Based on the abilities they had displayed, apart from the top corps of the Iron Blood Legion, ordinary elites were no match for them at all.
"Hurry up! Kill them! "
The two thousand soldiers of the Ironblood Army sped up and charged at the Divine Martial Army.
"Haha, old foes!"
On the battlefield, Greedy Wolf Great General Wang Sili had just cut an Arab horseman in two and sent him flying ten-some zhang when he saw the activity in the distance. With a sneer, he turned his head.
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