In the distance, a stalwart figure had suddenly appeared in front of the Nine Dragon Blood War Banner. This man had a body as muscular as a bear. He had been concealing his aura and hiding in the crowd this entire time, so that no one would notice him. Only now did he fiercely erupt with his energy.
"Not good!"
The Chief Of Wushang's mind froze as he realized what was going on.
Duwusili hadn't been afraid or fleeing. He had been luring the tiger away from the mountain. This was because his goal had never been to fight him, but to lure him away.
Buzz! Without the slightest hesitation, the Chief Of Wushang turned his head and began to fly away.
The Chief Of Wushang was far from the only one to notice this change on the battlefield. Wang Chong, Gao Xianzhi, Cheng Qianli, and everyone else also noticed.
But it was too late.
Osman had moved even earlier than Duwu Sili. Before Duwu Sili had even entered the fray, Governor Osman had already vanished from beneath the black Nile war banner by a hair's breadth.
Duwusili had succeeded in attracting the attention of the Chief Of Wushang, and Osman had succeeded in concealing his aura and approaching the Nine Dragon Blood War Banner.
"Hahaha, a bunch of ants! Once I seize this banner, I'd like to see how you'll resist!"
Governor Osman rode his black Arabian steed, his beard trembling in the wind as he exuded a vigorous aura. No matter how many tricks the Tang Dynasty had up its sleeves, no matter how many ritual tools they had, the West would prevail over the East, and in the end, Arabia would be the final victor.
"Stop him!"
"Don't let him get close!"
Anxious roars shook the heavens and earth. Seeing Governor Osman suddenly appear like a ghost, the Divine Martial Army, Divine Prison Army, Roaring Tiger Army … everyone's expressions changed.
In an instant, countless soldiers brandished their swords and charged at Governor Osman from all directions like a tidal wave.
"General Wang, General Du, let's join forces. We can't let him threaten the war flag!"
Sensing the unfathomably terrifying aura emanating from Osman, Zhao Fengchen's expression immediately changed. In terms of cultivation, this Imperial Great General had undoubtedly reached an extremely high level. Even in the palace of the Tang dynasty, he was not inferior to the three commanders of the imperial army.
In that instant, Zhao Fengchen felt an unprecedented sense of danger.
"Boom!"
Without any hesitation, Zhao Fengchen clasped his hands together, grasped the Earth's Scar, and executed his strongest technique.
"Fury of Thunder!"
"Moon Devouring Greedy Wolf!"
"White Tiger Supports the Heavens!"
Almost at the same time, Greedy Wolf Battle General Wang Sili, Roaring Tiger Army Du Wuwei, and several other captains abandoned their respective opponents and flew toward Governor Osman. All sorts of powerful techniques bombarded Osman like a thunderstorm.
"Ignorant!"
In the face of this vast sea of top-class soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, as well as Zhao Fengchen, Wang Sili, and Du Wuwei, Osman only shot them a disdainful glance.
No matter how powerful his opponent was, even the strongest Brigadier General, as long as they had not broken through to that level, they could not truly contend against an Imperial Great General.
In the next moment, without any hesitation, a massive, destructive force erupted from his body like a storm.
"Calamity of the Crocodile!"
In a flash, Osman used one of his most powerful techniques. In an instant, the space behind him changed, and a black flood appeared where Osman was standing.
And in the middle of this mighty black torrent, two fierce eyes suddenly opened. Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, a huge crocodile, more than a hundred feet long, suddenly woke up from its slumber.
The God of the Nile!
This was the most revered god in all of Cairo and all of Egypt. It was rumored that every year, from the third to the sixth month, this god of the Nile would awaken and unleash a vast flood that would inundate tens of thousands of acres of fertile land and houses.
Osman's' Calamity of the Crocodile 'had been created from this essence.
Once Osman used this technique, it would be like the waters of the Nile, endlessly surging in wave after wave. Moreover, this energy was brimming with destructive energy.
Osman had used this technique to kill countless top-class experts in his war with the Sassanid Dynasty, and the energy had even pulverized their armor.
Bang!
This one move caused screams to ring out.
In front of Osman's unstoppable flood of black energy, countless soldiers of the Ultimate Martial Army, Divine Prison Army, Roaring Tiger Army … were sent flying. Even with the support of the Nine Dragon Blood War Banner and the nine halos, in front of a top-class Imperial Great General like Osman, all his attacks and defenses were laughable and feeble.
Zhao Fengchen, Wang Sili, Du Wuwei, and the others were only able to last for a few moments before they were sent flying by Osman's mountain-toppling attack.
Plush! While still in the air, the three of them vomited blood, their faces as pale as paper.
Osman's palm had heavily wounded their ribs.
"Everyone, hear my order! Charge with me!"
Osman's eyes flashed with cold light. His palm strike had torn a hole in the Nine Dragon Blood Formation, but he didn't immediately chase after Zhao Fengchen, Du Wuwei, Wang Sili, and the others. Instead, he gathered his troops and had them charge in with him.
The Arabs still had many top-class soldiers around the Nine Dragon Blood Formation, including the Revelation Army, the Blood Beast Army, and the Death Army. These were all forces that Osman could use. On the battlefield, the Arabs, Ouzan, and Western Turks still had the advantage in numbers.
Osman's mind was extremely calm. The goal of this battle was not to kill or injure the Tang Dynasty, but to destroy the Nine Dragon Blood War Banner. Only by destroying this war banner would the Tang Dynasty's formation collapse, making it impossible for it to threaten the Arab soldiers.
"Buzz!"
Osman's eyes reflected the giant red and black war flag. The moment he blasted through the gap, Osman didn't hesitate to shoot out like lightning towards the center of the formation, where the black-armored guard stood motionless.
"Release!"
Su Hanshan suddenly shouted. He had sensed the danger up ahead and had the Tang Dynasty ballistae attack Governor Osman.
His expression was cold and aloof, his eyes devoid of emotion.
The battlefield was constantly changing, and the situation was extremely complex. More importantly, Osman had relied on his formidable strength to break into the Nine Dragon Blood War Banner. He was surrounded by Tang soldiers, and at such a close distance, recklessly using the Tang ballistae would not only fail to kill his foe, but also wound his own men.
A normal person would never have dared to use the Tang Dynasty ballistae at a time like this.
But not only had Su Hanshan used them, he had done so without the slightest hesitation.
"Seeking death!"
As the Tang Dynasty ballistae howled toward him, Osman's eyes turned cold and callous. Osman made no attempt to dodge Su Hanshan's ballistae, choosing to meet them head-on.
Boom! An enormous energy exploded from Osman's body. The invincible Tang Dynasty ballistae, which had the ability to pierce through Stellar Energy, were actually sent flying by the tyrannical energy in Osman's body.
Su Hanshan couldn't help but grimace at the sight of all the ballistae being sent flying by Osman. But at this moment, it was too late for Su Hanshan to do anything. Osman had already succeeded in breaking through the heavy defenses and was only several zhang from the black-armored guard.
For someone of Su Hanshan's cultivation level to be able to launch a round of attacks against this top-class Imperial Great General was already quite impressive. A second round of attacks was impossible.
"Now, hand over the war banner and die for me!"
Finally arriving in front of the black-armored guard, Osman revealed a grim smile as he looked at the flag bearer in the middle of the formation core. It was as if he had seen prey stretching out its neck for slaughter.
"Boom!"
A black sphere of light flashed from Osman's fingertip, instantly expanding a hundredfold. It covered the sky and the earth as it shot towards the black-armored guard with the flag in his right hand.
"Wonderful!"
At this moment, time seemed to stop. All the Arab soldiers, including Dalun Ruozan, Huoshu Huizang, Dusong Mangpoje, and even Abu Muslim, seemed to relax. Although the process had been full of twists and turns, they had ultimately succeeded in their goal.
With Osman's cultivation, being able to get so close to him was almost certain death.
It was over!
As long as they seized that war banner, the Tang Dynasty would no longer be able to resist the combined assault of the Arabs, Ouzan, and Western Turks.
As Dalun Ruozan stood beneath the banner of the Ouzan White Yak, this thought flitted through his mind. He had already thrown the matter of Duwusili to the back of his mind. He only knew one thing. The war was about to reverse. The moment Osman succeeded would also be the moment the Tang Dynasty would crumble.
While the Arabs, Western Turks, and Ouzan were reinvigorated, the Tang Dynasty was in a completely different situation.
"Not good!"
"The Nine Dragon Blood War Banner is about to be broken!"
"Hurry and save General Li!"
As the Tang soldiers stared at the insignificant black-armored guard in the distance, they were like a drop in the ocean under Osman's heaven-shaking attack, all the Tang soldiers began to panic, their faces contorted in fear.
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