Asmodeus' Fury!
While Aybak, Huoshu Huizang, and Ziyad were rapidly retreating, another enormous storm of energy descended from above. Above Wang Chong's head was a figure, his feet spread apart as he strode through the air like a demon god, the bronze glove on his hand exuding a bizarre light.
Abu Muslim!
Wang Chong's expression chilled as he instantly recognized who this person was.
Seeing that his three Great Generals were at a disadvantage, the Arab Governor of the East could no longer hold back and began to attack Wang Chong.
Wang Chong's eyes chilled in the face of Abu Muslim's mountainous attack, and without the slightest hesitation, he punched. Clang! The largest golden halo beneath Wang Chong's feet rose from the ground and fused with Wang Chong's fist energy. Roooar!
Wang Chong's golden fist energy surged forward, transforming into a massive golden dragon that rumbled toward Abu Muslim's steely fist.
Bang!
As the two fists collided, space shattered like a mirror, countless spiderweb cracks appearing on its surface.
Wang Chong remained motionless, but in the air, Abu Muslim's shoulders swayed and he took a small step back.
"This is impossible!"
Abu Muslim had been brimming with a menacing aura, but when he saw this sight, he couldn't help but tremble as if he had been struck by a heavy blow.
Not too long ago, Wang Chong had only been a weak commander of the Tang Dynasty who relied on his intelligence to influence the battlefield. But in just a few short days, Wang Chong was able to stand on equal footing with him. Part of the reason was that he was at a disadvantage in the air.
But from that attack, Abu Muslim had sensed that Wang Chong's strength had reached an inconceivable level. He was actually on the same level as the Governor of the East, perhaps even slightly stronger.
"Hmph!"
The moment Wang Chong pushed back Abu Muslim, a cold snort came from above, suffused with a chilling aura. Before Wang Chong could react, there was a flash of light, and a golden light as heavy as Mount Tai smashed into Wang Chong's head.
"Qutaybah!"
Wang Chong's pupils constricted, his muscles tensing, his scalp going numb, and an unprecedented sense of danger welled up in his heart. There was no time to think. Wang Chong's body exploded with golden light, golden halos erupting from his body, and fierce waves of Stellar Energy erupted from Wang Chong's body.
"Great Distortion Art!"
In a flash, with Wang Chong at the center, everything began to twist.
"Boom!"
Qutaybah's Sword Qi slashed down. In a flash, the point of contact between the Sword Qi and Wang Chong exploded with a light a thousand times brighter than the sun, suffused with destructive energy that would make anyone tremble in fear. Boom! Wang Chong was sent flying several dozen feet, his feet digging into the ground, leaving two deep furrows in the earth. Even the sturdy rock began to crack under his feet.
"Damn!"
Several dozen feet away, Wang Chong steadied his body and stared at that godly figure in the sky, his mind flashing. Although he had successfully blocked this attack, his arms had gone numb from the terrifying energy. Inside his body, in places invisible to the naked eye, Wang Chong could clearly sense that several of his blood vessels had burst open from the immense energy.
I still didn't have enough time!
Wang Chong said to himself, his eyes turning even sharper.
Although Wang Chong had broken into the Imperial Great General level and was able to singlehandedly defeat Aybak, Huoshu Huizang, and Ziyad, Wang Chong had only made his breakthrough for a short period of time. He hadn't had the time to stabilize his cultivation, so there was still a gap between Wang Chong and Qutaybah. Although this gap didn't seem very large in the eyes of an ordinary person, in a battle of this level, it was enough to change the course of the battle.
"Li Siye, Kong Zi-an, Cui Piaoqi, abandon Talas! Have the army retreat at full speed!"
In the howling winds, Wang Chong's mind was in agitation, his hair blowing in the wind.
His father had been heavily wounded, Cheng Qianli had been heavily wounded, the Chief Of Wushang had been heavily wounded, the black-armored guard had been heavily wounded, and his master, the Evil Emperor, had been heavily wounded … the entire Tang Dynasty army, besides himself and Gao Xianzhi, had been heavily wounded.
And in just a few short moments, the Xuanwu Army, Divine Prison Army, and the other elite armies of the Tang Dynasty had all suffered grievous losses in the face of the Arab cavalry and the attacks of Imperial Great Generals like Huoshu Huizang.
And the ballista army led by Su Hanshan had also suffered grievous losses in this wave.
They had managed to hold out for the first few days of the Battle of Talas without suffering a single casualty. But in the final battle, when all the ballista bolts had been fired, the twenty-five thousand ballista soldiers had suffered grievous losses. Only twelve thousand remained, the rest having been killed in battle.
The Tang Dynasty only had thirty-thousand-some soldiers on the battlefield, and they were still being lost at an astonishing rate. If they did not retreat, Wang Chong and Gao Xianzhi might be able to escape with their lives, but the entire Tang Dynasty army would be completely wiped out.
Bzzz! The Tang Dynasty army, which had been fighting to the death, finally hesitated upon hearing Wang Chong's order. Military orders had to be obeyed, and Wang Chong possessed an enormous influence in the minds of these soldiers. Moreover, the Nine Dragon Blood Formation was constantly being disintegrated. If they persisted, all of them would be dead.
"Retreat!"
"Everyone, hear my order! Wushang's cavalry, stay behind and hold the rear! Everyone else, retreat at full speed!"
… …
Li Siye unsheathed his massive sword and endured the pain.
Wang Chong's order and Li Siye's prestige in the army finally allowed the rest of the army to begin withdrawing.
"Kill! I want to avenge my brothers! "
A ballista soldier's eyes were red as he ignored the order and continued to charge forward, his eyes focused only on the Arab cavalry. But a moment later, a hand grabbed him from behind.
"Stop!"
Su Hanshan sternly said, his voice flat and emotionless. But in the ears of the ballista soldier, it was like a bolt of lightning had struck him, causing him to stop as if he had been frozen in place.
"I know what you're feeling, but military orders cannot be disobeyed. I believe that Lord Protector-General has his reasons for giving this order. I believe in him!"
Su Hanshan gazed at that familiar figure.
In Su Hanshan's life, there was no such thing as a friend. Wang Chong was the first friend he had ever acknowledged. Whether it was his ability or his daring, even someone as proud as Su Hanshan had to submit to him. This was also why he had traveled a great distance to Qixi to help Wang Chong train a ballista army and then hurried to Talas.
Su Hanshan was not someone who feared death. If this were any other Great General's order, Su Hanshan would have never obeyed, but if this was Wang Chong's order, Su Hanshan wouldn't even think about it.
"Retreat!"
With a wave of Su Hanshan's sword, all of the ballista soldiers retreated like a receding tide, following Su Hanshan's lead.
"Do you think you can leave?"
A cold and aloof voice came from behind him.
Qutaybah was clad in golden armor, his hands gripping his sword, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's. His attention had originally been completely focused on Wang Chong, but when he saw the tens of thousands of soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, Qutaybah's expression chilled. A moment later, a golden bolt of Sword Qi shot out of Qutaybah's head, connecting the heavens and the earth. In the blink of an eye, it had transformed into a massive bolt of Sword Qi tens of thousands of feet long.
"Qutaybah, your opponent is me!"
Qutaybah's sword was about to descend, and the Tang Dynasty army was certain to suffer grievous casualties if it was struck by this sword. Wang Chong had no time to think, and his body shot through the air.
"Seeking your own death! You're no match for me! "
Qutaybah's eyes were cold and disdainful, and he didn't even glance at Wang Chong. His heaven-extinguishing sword didn't even pause for a moment.
Boom! As Wang Chong lunged forward, Qutaybah waved his right hand, and another vast bolt of Sword Qi slashed at Wang Chong.
Gao Xianzhi paled at the fact that Qutaybah was able to unleash two equally powerful attacks at the same time. Qutaybah's terrifying cultivation and the unfathomable 'Divine Might' of his massive sword had reached a frightening level. Not only that, Gao Xianzhi could sense that Qutaybah was getting stronger and stronger in this battle.
In this intense battle, he seemed to be constantly absorbing the experience of his opponents to strengthen himself.
As this thought flitted through his mind, Gao Xianzhi's heart chilled. He suddenly understood why Qutaybah was called the Arab War God. This was not as simple as Qutaybah's strength.
"Wang Chong, watch out!"
Gao Xianzhi anxiously called out.
Boom! With no time to think, Gao Xianzhi punched out, unleashing the Eight Ultimate Sunderings Art to stop Wang Chong.
At a time like this, this was all Gao Xianzhi could do.
"Great Destruction Art!"
Wang Chong's eyes went red as he watched Qutaybah divide his attention between blocking Gao Xianzhi and killing tens of thousands of Tang Dynasty elites. Stellar Energy began to blaze through his body as he unleashed the final and strongest move of the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art.
No one could describe the power of this move. The moment Wang Chong used this move, it was like a bolt of lightning had struck down. With Wang Chong at the center, all the phenomena in the world began to fiercely ripple.
All light in a radius of one hundred feet around Wang Chong vanished, plunging the area into utter darkness. In the depths of this darkness, there was an extremely powerful destructive power.
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