The Arabian Empire had gathered so many elites, three governors, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers, but it had still been routed by the twenty thousand soldiers of a trifling empire of the eastern world.
From their vantage point, they could see that these elite Arab horsemen were being tossed into the air like ragdolls by the twenty thousand soldiers of the Tang Dynasty. These Tang Dynasty elites only needed to swing their swords to cleave the several thousand jin Arab horsemen in two or send them flying several dozen meters.
Although the Arabs had the advantage in numbers, no amount of soldiers could stop the edge of the Tang people.
The bodies of the Tang people were dazzling and resplendent, as if they were miniature formations. Their vibrations suppressed the radiance of all the other armies on the battlefield. No matter how many Arab cavalry charged at him, they were all thrown back like ants trying to shake a tree.
"Retreat! Pass on my order! All soldiers, retreat! "
At this moment, even Abu Muslim's expression was extremely grim.
Abu Muslim had never imagined that an army of more than two hundred thousand soldiers would be suppressed like this. Abu Muslim had predicted that the worst case scenario would be a slight disadvantage, but for some reason, the situation was not as disadvantageous as he had imagined. It was a complete rout.
If they did not retreat, the Arabs would suffer even greater losses.
Abu Muslim was known as the Governor of Iron and Blood, and he was famed for his aggressive and fierce assaults on the battlefield. He would never retreat until he had utterly crushed his opponent. But now, the Arab morale was at rock bottom. If they did not retreat, the Arabs would not be able to endure the painful consequences.
Gallop!
Upon hearing Abu Muslim's order, one of the Arab horsemen quickly turned around and left.
"Wait a moment!"
Suddenly, an extremely cold and emotionless voice resounded in everyone's ears.
Everyone trembled at this voice and turned to look at Qutaybah. Even Abu Muslim turned to look.
The Blood Beast Army, the Death Army, and the Revelation Army were all soldiers under Qutaybah's command. If there was one person who had suffered the greatest losses in this battle, it was the Governor of War, Qutaybah.
It was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Everyone was waiting for Qutaybah's order.
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"The Nine Dragon Blood War Banner!"
Not far from the Arabs, Dalun Ruozan suddenly spoke.
"What?"
Dalun Ruozan's words caused all eyes to turn to him.
"That war banner is the Nine Dragon Blood War Banner."
Dalun Ruozan repeated. His gaze swept over the distant space to that ancient war banner fluttering in the wind.
"More than one hundred years ago, during the era of Taizong, the Tang Dynasty, a war banner of the Tang Dynasty was forged from Deep Sea Xuan Metal and of Star Cores. This war banner could control nine top-class armies and superimpose the halos of these armies so that a single army could simultaneously possess nine powerful halos. It was precisely with this war banner that the Tang Dynasty was unstoppable on the battlefield, defeating the Turkic Khaganate and splitting it in two. At the same time, it defeated the Goguryeo Empire, the Mengshe Zhao Empire, the Xi, the Khitans, and even our Ouzan. Only then did the legend of the Tang Dynasty begin to flourish. It was also at that time that the Tang Dynasty became publicly acknowledged as the strongest country on the continent. "
Dalun Ruozan sternly said.
Unlike the generals, Dalun Ruozan's martial arts were far less profound, but he was well-versed in the scriptures and knew the histories, stories, and even unofficial histories of the surrounding countries like the back of his hand. The glorious past of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty had quietly faded into oblivion, so much so that not even the Tang Dynasty itself knew much about it.
But Dalun Ruozan had been able to gather some precious records of the Central Plains, including the records of that war from one hundred years ago, to understand these matters like the back of his hand.
The Nine Dragon Blood War Banner!
There was no doubt that this was a powerful legend inseparable from the glory of the Tang Dynasty's Taizong era, and it was also the true number one artifact of the Tang Dynasty. Nine of the strongest armies combined with the legendary Nine Dragon Blood War Banner would probably cause even the Revelation Army to suffer a crushing defeat.
The Arabs' defeat was completely within reason!
The Tang people were no longer just an army content in a corner of the world. What was displayed before everyone was the most glorious and powerful army of the Tang Dynasty. Their true appearance was far more powerful than what the crowd had seen, known, or imagined.
In a flash, Dalun Ruozan's face turned extremely grave.
With the banner of the Tang Dynasty on the battlefield, the nature of this war had completely changed.
"If the records in that book are correct, we must seize the Nine Dragon Blood War Banner. Otherwise, the ground armies will have no chance of winning this war!"
Dalun Ruozan's gaze pierced through the vast army, immediately focusing on that muscular and giant-like figure standing in front of the steel walls and the red and black war banner fluttering in the wind in his hand. Dalun Ruozan's eyes gradually turned sharp.
Getting rid of the flag bearer was their last hope of turning defeat into victory.
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"Pass on my order! All soldiers, retreat, die! "
At the same time, after what seemed like both a second and countless eons, Qutaybah's icy voice resounded in everyone's ears.
“！！！”
Everyone was flabbergasted by these words.
No one had expected that even the Revelation Army had been routed, but Qutaybah was still persisting, and that he wanted all the soldiers to defend to the death. But as the strongest existence on the Arab side, Qutaybah's orders were not something they could lightly defy.
"Kill that war banner, and everything will naturally come to an end!"
Qutaybah's voice resounded in everyone's ears. Top-class Great Generals had extremely sharp eyes, and although Qutaybah had never been to the Central Plains and knew nothing about the formations of the Central Plains, he had almost instantly reached the same conclusion as Dalun Ruozan.
All fell silent. Qutaybah's words caused all eyes to turn to the battlefield. The sight of that massive red and black war banner fluttering in the wind instantly made the atmosphere subtly tense. Arabia had no such large-scale formations, but if everything was as Qutaybah said, perhaps they wouldn't even need to retreat.
Clang! The clear cry of a sword resounded through the sky. While everyone else was still pondering Qutaybah's words, Qutaybah had already reached behind him in a blinding flash of golden light, grabbing that massive golden sword renowned throughout Arabia. Divine Might!
Gallop! Qutaybah's warhorse, Victor, began to gallop forward under everyone's gazes.
In a flash, the Arab soldiers parted like waves, opening a path for Qutaybah. In the rear of the army, the morale that had been shaken by the defeat on the front lines and thrown into disarray by Qutaybah's appearance instantly calmed down.
At any time, Qutaybah would always have an irreplaceable position in the Arab army. As long as Qutaybah was present, all the Arab soldiers would firmly believe that Arabia would never lose!
"Buzz!"
Looking at the sudden appearance of the golden figure in the distance, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"Marquis, Qutaybah has made his move!"
A messenger turned to Wang Chong, his voice brimming with nervousness.
The name of Qutaybah was far too intimidating for all the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty. Even now, everyone still remembered how Qutaybah had single-handedly overturned more than one thousand steel walls and suppressed four Tang Dynasty Great Generals. Even though the Tang Dynasty had the upper hand and was using the Nine Dragon Blood War Banner to completely crush the Arab army, no one dared to say that this formation could stop Qutaybah's attacks.
No one spoke behind the steel walls, but the atmosphere was extremely tense.
"Chong-er, leave this Qutaybah to me."
At this moment, an elderly and vigorous voice resounded in Wang Chong's ear. Wang Chong saw a black blur out of the corner of his eye, and then a stalwart figure appeared in front of him.
"Master!"
Wang Chong was dazed for a moment, but then he immediately understood.
The fierce winds caused the Evil Emperor's robes to flap in the wind and his long hair to dance in the wind. Wang Chong couldn't see the Evil Emperor's face, but he could see that his back was tall and straight, like a majestic mountain that exuded an imposing and firm aura.
When Qutaybah had ridden out from beneath the black war banner, everyone had been a little uneasy, but the moment the Evil Emperor stepped out, all this unease and worry vanished. Even Gao Xianzhi and Cheng Qianli had calmed down.
"Rumble!"
Qutaybah's warhorse galloped faster and faster, the golden light on his body growing brighter and brighter. The enormous energy Qutaybah was pouring into his warhorse made every step of the 'Victor' feel like a thunderclap. The moment the 'Victor' began to charge, the winds howled and all sound vanished. The only thing left on the earth was the thunderous galloping of the 'Victor's' hooves.
"It's Lord Qutaybah!"
More and more Arab cavalry on the battlefield noticed this sight. One, two, three … soon, the entire army had noticed and began to cheer. The cheers of 'Qutaybah' shook the heavens, instantly rousing the fallen morale.
"Qutaybah!"
"Qutaybah!"
"Qutaybah!"
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