"Master, your disciple understands!"
Wang Chong nodded, a serious expression on his face.
"Chong-er, your master is confident that one day, you will be able to break through the peak of the Saint Martial realm and reach the Subtle realm, accomplishing what your master was unable to do in the past."
The Evil Emperor's voice slowly grew softer and softer. The Evil Emperor had taught Wang Chong everything he could. The rest was up to Wang Chong himself.
Time slowly passed, and Wang Chong remained in the Evil Emperor's room for four whole hours. Only late at night did he emerge.
"Village Chief, thank you!"
Upon stepping out of the room and seeing Chief Of Wushang, Wang Chong gave a heartfelt bow.
"Haha, this is your good fortune, and it's also because you have an extremely high level of comprehension. What does it have to do with me?"
Chief Of Wushang faintly smiled. Wang Chong was still at the peak Brigadier General level, but the Chief Of Wushang could clearly sense that Wang Chong's aura was growing stronger and more vigorous, like the plants in the summer. This exuberant vitality was like a blazing flame. This was not something that could be described with just the word 'cultivation'.
Wang Chong was only seventeen years old, but he had already reached this level of comprehension. It was truly inconceivable.
Wang Chong quickly left.
"Marquis!"
Not long after Wang Chong left, a figure emerged from the darkness and blocked Wang Chong's path.
"We just received a letter from our scouts. The eagle team has discovered an Arab force twenty li from Talas. Just as Milord predicted, these Arabs, Ouzan, and Western Turks have not left. Lord Gao, General Cheng, and the other generals are all in the hall. All that is left is Marquis. Lord Gao has ordered this lowly one to bring Marquis over immediately! "
The messenger bowed and said hurriedly.
"Got it!"
Wang Chong raised his eyebrows and hurried over without saying anything.
…
As the curtain of night fell, after traveling twenty-some li from Talas to the west, Wang Chong's gaze stopped on an unremarkable place. If he looked carefully, he could see sparks of fire on the ground. At this moment, countless Ouzan, Western Turks, and Arabs had gathered there.
In today's battle, the allied forces of the three sides had lost at least a hundred thousand men. The remaining hundred thousand men had been routed and fled here.
Even though the battle was over, the Arabs in the camp were far from done.
"I disagree! I don't agree to retreat at this time! "
Aybak fiercely slammed his palm against the metal table in front of him, his face red and his expression agitated.
"This battle is far from over. We still have one hundred thousand soldiers, we can still fight. My Mamelukes, the Mutri Great Cavalry of the Ouzan, and the Celestial Wolf Cavalry of the Turks! We still have strength, soldiers, and can still fight! Why should we retreat!?
"And did any of you ever think that Caliph's order was to destroy Talas, flatten the east, and unify the entire eastern world? If we retreat now, are you prepared to face the wrath of the Caliph? What will all the governors of Arabia think of us? What will those ministers think of us? What will the Caliph think of us? Have any of you ever thought of that? That will be the apocalypse! "
Aybak's face was brimming with emotion. Boom! The table in front of him, forged from Deep Sea Xuan Metal, immediately caved in, leaving a deep palm print on its surface.
Everyone in the tent silently watched this sight. They could understand Aybak's anger, but none of this could change anything.
"Aybak, you've seen what happened today. This Tang army is far stronger than we imagined. Your Mamelukes haven't suffered too many losses and still have some strength, but my Beheader Army and Tibers Army have almost been wiped out. Even Abu Muslim's Ironblood Army and Fearless Army have suffered grievous losses. Even I was heavily injured, so there's no need to talk about the others."
"If you continue to persist, have you ever thought about what the consequences will be? Will you only be satisfied when all your soldiers are lost!?"
Osman's face was pale, and he was still wearing the armor that had been shattered by the black-armored guard of the Tang dynasty. The gap in the armor revealed his wounded chest, which was bandaged and smeared with ointment, but blood was still seeping out.
The black-armored guard's palm had not only injured him, but had also left a considerable amount of hidden energy in his body.
"Aybak, I know that you want to defeat the Tang people. Believe me, whether it's me or Osman, our desire is no less than yours. However, this matter still needed to be considered at length. Whether it's in terms of soldiers or the number of top-class Great Generals, we no longer have the slightest advantage. If this continues, we will find it very difficult to make a breakthrough. "
Abu Muslim also spoke at this moment, inwardly sighing. If he could defeat his foe, he would never have been willing to retreat.
"In addition, this is only a retreat, not an abandonment. Once we gather more soldiers and gather more people, we can still make a comeback. When that time comes, it won't be too late to fight to the death with the Tang people!"
"Disgrace!"
Aybak's eyes were red.
"As long as we retreat, it will be an eternal disgrace that nothing can change. Abu Muslim, think about what happened when you were defeated last time. Do you want to do it again? "
"Aybak, I know what you're saying, but have you ever thought about what will happen if you attack again in this situation and fail to win?"
Abu Muslim said.
Aybak was stunned, but giving up was easier said than done.
"No matter what, I will never retreat! Qutaybah, what about you? Don't tell me you're going to be like them and flee without a fight? "
Aybak's words immediately silenced the tent. Even Ziyad was startled and turned to look at Aybak. Although Abu Muslim and Osman had both lost many soldiers in this battle, the one who had suffered the greatest loss was actually Qutaybah. After all, he had lost far more soldiers than anyone else in the tent.
The Blood Beast Army, Death Army, and Revelation Army were the elite armies under Qutaybah's command that were renowned throughout the Arabian Empire. They were also Qutaybah's core fighting force. This war had dealt a massive blow to his army. Without these core armies, Qutaybah's army would rapidly drop out of the top ten ranks. This was also why everyone had done their best to avoid mentioning Qutaybah in the previous debates.
Moreover, Qutaybah's prestige in Arabia was so great that no one dared to offend him. No one had expected Aybak to drag Qutaybah into the fray in his rage. Once Qutaybah was angered, the consequences would be unthinkable, and no one knew what he would do in his rage.
"Buzz!"
In a flash, the mood in the tent was so tense that even Abu Muslim found it rather unnatural. But Aybak was in a fit of rage and could no longer care.
"Aybak, there truly is no time to retreat from this battle."
To everyone's surprise, Qutaybah responded, and he wasn't as angry as they had imagined.
For a moment, let alone Abu Muslim and Osman, even Aybak was dumbfounded. After calming down from his excitement, Aybak's back was drenched in cold sweat.
"This battle is far from over. I've already injured that old man from the east, and I've already discovered a flaw in his body. There's a major problem with his body that makes him unable to fight for long!"
Qutaybah coldly said.
Everyone was stunned by Qutaybah's words. They had all seen just how powerful that black-robed elder of the Tang Dynasty was. He could control the energy of the world for his own use, and he could even fight evenly with Qutaybah. If not for his existence, given Qutaybah's strength, this battle would have ended differently, and there would have been no conflict and debate in the tent.
The failure of that final ambush was inextricably linked to this. If the one attacking the Nine Dragon Blood War Banner had been Qutaybah and not Osman, the army might have already won.
Everyone turned to Qutaybah, and only now did they realize that Qutaybah had been thinking this entire time.
"In tomorrow's battle, I will personally kill him!"
Qutaybah sternly said.
Abu Muslim's brow creased, and the mood in the tent turned strange.
Osman had been heavily injured in the previous battle, and his soldiers had suffered grievous losses. This was why he had wanted to retreat, but now that Qutaybah had said that he wanted to continue the battle, Osman's situation instantly became strange. In his current condition, he could neither leave nor stay.
"Reporting!"
At this moment, an Arab messenger came from outside the tent, his head lowered and a respectful expression on his face as he hurriedly strode into the tent.
"Reporting to Milord, the Ouzan and the Western Turks request an audience!"
The tent instantly fell silent. Abu Muslim hesitated for a moment, then quickly said, "That's right.
After a moment of hesitation, Abu Muslim quickly said, "Invite them in!"
In this battle, the Arabs, the Ouzan, and the Western Turks had all suffered grievous losses. Although everyone had been rather critical of the Ouzan and the Western Turks at the start, the Ouzan and the Western Turks had used their actions to prove themselves and win the respect of the Arabs. Moreover, in the current situation, there was no need to bicker with the Ouzan and the Western Turks.
Whoosh! In a gust of cold wind, the curtain to the tent was opened. Dalun Ruozan led the way, followed by Huoshu Huizang, Dusong Mangpoje, and Duwusili.
"Lord Governor, Lord Qutaybah, everyone, greetings!"
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