"Everyone, get ready!"
Wild winds surged. Zhang Shouzhi stood behind a high steel wall, his beard and hair constantly shaking. There was an unprecedented tension on his face.
The Tang Dynasty had been defeated and suffered grievous casualties. At this time, there were no more soldiers left in Talas. If they wanted to preserve the spark of the Tang Dynasty and force these heroes of the Tang Dynasty who had killed hundreds of thousands of Arab, Ouzan, and Western Turkic cavalry to retreat to the Western Regions, they could only rely on them.
Fifty zhang, thirty zhang, twenty zhang … as the distance closed, all the Arabs and Ouzan focused on the Divine Martial Army, the Divine Prison Army, the Dragon Stallion Army, and the other armies. Few of them noticed that the Tang Dynasty craftsmen had appeared behind the steel walls. These craftsmen, who had only been repairing weapons and the steel walls, were now standing behind the steel walls, their hands gripping the handles of the beehives.
"Release!"
With Zhang Shouzhi's order, the Tang Dynasty craftsmen began to pull down the handles of the beehives. The air boomed as hundreds of thousands of arrows poured down like a torrential downpour toward the Arab and Ouzan armies.
The Neigh was thrown into disarray. Caught off guard, countless Arab and Ouzan soldiers were pierced through by the arrows and dropped to the ground. No one had expected these seemingly powerless Tang Dynasty craftsmen to take control of the beehives and launch such a fierce assault.
"Bastard! Kill them! "
The Arab and Ouzan generals seethed with rage at this sight. Craftsmen could be said to be the least capable of fighting, not even warriors. For them to be ambushed by a group of craftsmen was an enormous humiliation. Soon, the cavalry began to change directions, no longer pursuing the Divine Prison Army and Divine Martial Army, but the Tang craftsmen behind the walls.
"Kill them all! Leave no one alive! "
The clip-clop of hooves was like rain as several thousand Arab cavalry charged forward.
"Release!"
"Release again!"
Behind the high walls, Zhang Shouzhi's white hair was flying in the wind, his eyes abnormally firm. The majority of these craftsmen were ordinary people, but Zhang Shouzhi had followed Wang Chong in many large-scale battles and experienced countless life-or-death situations. He had long ago developed an extraordinary mind.
Even though they were facing the charge of these cavalry, and even though they would all be dead if they broke through the defense line, Zhang Shouzhi showed no signs of panic.
Following Zhang Shouzhi's order, boom, the mechanism vibrated, and the beehive hummed. In an instant, countless sharp arrows shot out explosively.
Plushplushplush! The sounds of arrows plunging into flesh rang out as countless Arab cavalry were felled once more.
"Release!"
"Release!"
Zhang Shouzhi solemnly waved his arm again and again. In the face of the storm of beehives, the tens of thousands of Arab and Ouzan cavalry finally began to slow down. With the support of the beehives, the Tang army could finally catch a breath and obtain a rare chance of survival.
"Retreat! Everyone, retreat! "
Li Siye, Xue Qianjun, Kong Zi-an, Zhang Que, and all the others anxiously called out. This was probably the most serious danger they had ever faced. The vast Arab army was in hot pursuit, and the Tang Dynasty army had less than thirty thousand soldiers. Apart from the ballista army led by Su Hanshan, only ten-thousand-some could actually fight. As for the top-class Great Generals, besides Wang Chong and Gao Xianzhi, all of them were heavily injured. For the first time in this battle, the Tang Dynasty was in danger of complete annihilation.
"Kill! Don't let them escape! "
Just when all the Tang soldiers were about to retreat behind the first defense line, Qutaybah's First Deputy General Mansur grimaced, killing intent seething from his body. Unsheathing his sword, he led the rest of the Revelation Army in pursuit.
The northern war zone had lost far too many soldiers in this battle, and even the Revelation Army had suffered grievous losses. Mansur valued this army even more than Qutaybah himself, and the loss of so many Revelation Army soldiers left Mansur's heart aching.
"You bastards! Not a single one of you should even think about going back!"
Mansur's eyes were brimming with killing intent as he led the most elite cavalry behind him to kill their way out. But before they could get very far, a sharp Sword Qi exploded in the middle of Mansur's army. In a puff of dust, countless Arab cavalry were pulverized. Wang Chong had taken action.
His sharp eyes had been observing the battlefield this entire time, and as soon as Mansur moved, Wang Chong had noticed him and slashed at him.
"Brat, you're seeking death!"
A cold and furious voice resounded in everyone's ears. Although Qutaybah remained unmoved, his expression calm and composed, as if nothing in the world could move him, the fact that Wang Chong had even had the time to pay attention to Mansur and had even found the time to slash at Mansur was a complete humiliation to Qutaybah.
Even though Qutaybah had always been proud and conceited, easily disregarding others, Wang Chong had still managed to infuriate him.
Rumble!
The sky trembled as a dazzling golden Sword Qi that had originally been aimed at the black-armored guard suddenly changed direction and began to strike at Wang Chong.
Wang Chong's body exploded with golden energy, and behind him, a massive golden god crossed its two walls to block Qutaybah's astonishing attack.
"Master, General Li, Lord Gao, Village Chief, everyone, retreat! Abandon Talas and return to the Western Regions!"
Wang Chong's roar exploded like a peal of thunder into the ears of all the people at Talas. This order stunned all the people on the side of the Tang Dynasty. After three or four months of fierce fighting, during which wave after wave of Arab, Ouzan, and Western Turks had been pushed back, Wang Chong had finally made the wise decision to withdraw from Talas and return to the Western Regions. All the soldiers were to retreat at full speed so as to preserve the last of their descendants.
Buzz!
A fierce gale swept through the battlefield of Talas, and all the craftsmen and shepherds on the walls of Talas began to panic and fear.
They had lost!
The Tang Dynasty had lost!
In this war, the Tang Dynasty had still lost to the Arabs and Ouzan. With the loss of Talas, the combined army of the three sides was certain to reach the walls and push into the Tang Dynasty's Western Regions.
"Hahaha, Gao Xianzhi, Wang Chong, in the end, you've lost. Alas, you will never have the chance to return to the Western Regions!"
In the air, the Governor of Iron and Blood was at first dazed, but then he began to laugh. He understood a little of the language of the Tang Dynasty, so he had clearly heard Wang Chong's order. After paying such a heavy price, the Arabs had finally won this war. This war had lasted so long that Abu Muslim had even forgotten that his original goal had been to break into Talas and occupy this bridgehead against the Tang Dynasty.
Now that everything had come to pass, Abu Muslim had gotten what he wanted, but he no longer just wanted Talas.
"All of you, stay here!"
Abu Muslim's body trembled as the bronze gauntlet on his hand, the Eye of the Demon God, exploded with dazzling light. Roooar! An ancient and desolate roar came from the gauntlet, like the bloodthirsty roars of the Seventy-Two Demon God Pillars. Rumble! In a flash, boundless Stellar Energy surged forward like black dragons, sweeping toward Gao Xianzhi and Wang Chong's group.
"Eight Ultimate Sunderings Art!"
Without even thinking, Gao Xianzhi spread open his hand and unleashed the Eight Ultimate Sunderings Art to collide with Abu Muslim's attack. But as the two energies collided, Gao Xianzhi's body trembled, his aura wavering, and he was forced back several steps, his face turning ghastly pale.
Gao Xianzhi had consumed an enormous amount of Stellar Energy in this battle, and even he was finding it difficult to continue.
"Wang Chong, you go first. The Tang Dynasty can't do without you. I'll bring up the rear!"
Gao Xianzhi sternly said, his eyes glimmering with resolve. Dalun Ruozan's plan had been far too vicious. That ritual tool had been completely outside of their expectations, completely disrupting the Tang Dynasty's plans. Moreover, Qutaybah's cultivation was far too powerful, making it impossible for them to easily retreat.
If no one paid the price and stayed behind to bring up the rear, none of them would be able to leave.
In the current situation, the black-armored guard, the Chief Of Wushang, and the Evil Emperor were all heavily injured, and their injuries were only getting worse. There was simply no room for them to bring up the rear. As for Wang Chong …
In Gao Xianzhi's life, he had never felt such a pressing need to protect a junior. In him, Gao Xianzhi saw the hope of the entire Tang Dynasty. His intelligence and schemes, his tenacity and willpower, and his absolute loyalty to the Tang Dynasty were precisely what this era and the Tang Dynasty needed.
If he could protect him and allow him to survive, Gao Xianzhi would have no regrets in his life.
"No! Leave this place to me! Lord Gao, take everyone and leave! "
The moment Gao Xianzhi spoke, Wang Chong understood what he wanted to do. The army needed someone to bring up the rear, but this person could not be Gao Xianzhi.
"Wang Chong, don't be stubborn! Hurry and go!"
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