Thudthudthud!
A rain of attacks rained down on Qutaybah's body. Enough ants could bite an elephant to death, and even Qutaybah found it difficult to endure such a dense barrage of attacks. His aura continued to weaken.
"Get out of here!"
With a howl, Qutaybah's body exploded with golden light that sent Li Siye, Cui Piaoqi, and the Wushang Cavalry flying. Lions could not endure the humiliation of lambs, dragons were enraged by the disdain of fish and shrimp. Qutaybah would never tolerate the offense of these weaklings.
But just when Qutaybah had sent Li Siye's group flying, there was a flash of light, and then a figure as vast as the sea soared into the air and appeared in front of Qutaybah. Before he could react, a black and heavy sword, imbued with the weight of a mountain, slashed at Qutaybah's body. The black-armored guard had suddenly struck.
In the previous battle, the black-armored guard had taken the majority of Qutaybah's attacks. If not for him, the defense line would have collapsed long ago. But even so, the black-armored guard had paid a heavy price, and his energy had been greatly depleted. Thus, Wang Chong had not allowed him to participate in the battle just now.
But that was then, and this was now. Qutaybah was no longer as dazzling and invincible as he had been before.
Fwoosh!
This strike caused Qutaybah's entire body to tremble and vomit blood. He had already been wounded, and now that he had taken a heavy blow from the black-armored guard, his aura weakened once more and his injuries worsened.
"Bastard! All of you will have to pay the price … "
Qutaybah's furious voice resounded through the air, but he was cut off before he could finish speaking.
"Die!"
A sword of WuZi Steel that could cut through metal suddenly cut through the air and slashed at Qutaybah with astonishing speed. Qutaybah grimaced, golden light erupting from his body as he immediately moved to block Wang Chong. But a moment later, boom! Psychic Energy as tough as steel slammed into Qutaybah's mind.
This attack was so sudden that the golden light around Qutaybah's body froze, revealing a sliver of an opening.
Psychic Thrust!
Piercing Energy!
In a few short moments, Wang Chong had launched two attacks. The first had slowed down Qutaybah's attack and revealed a flaw in his defense, and the second had pierced through his Stellar Energy. Swish! In a flash of cold light, a large head flew into the air from Qutaybah's shoulder.
"No!"
"My lord!"
"Qutaybah!"
…
At this moment, time seemed to stop. Abu Muslim, Ziyad, Cesamu, Dalun Ruozan, and the countless charging Arab cavalry all paled and stopped as if they had been plunged into an icehouse.
Qutaybah, the Arab War God who had fought north and south and had never suffered a defeat, had actually fallen in the first battle of his conquest of the east. This was a hellish nightmare for all the Arabs.
"Impossible! How could this be! "
In the distance, Dalun Ruozan's mind was in chaos, his hair in disarray. With Qutaybah's death, Dalun Ruozan's dream had been shattered.
Ever since the war of the southwest, Ouzan's condition had been deteriorating, and Dalun Ruozan had placed all his hopes on the Battle of Talas. But now, the dust had settled, and not even Dalun Ruozan could reverse the situation.
But while the Arabs and Tibetans were deathly silent, the Great Tang side, after a brief moment of silence, exploded with heaven-shaking cheers.
"Wang Chong!"
"Wang Chong!"
"Wang Chong!"
… …
Cheers shook the heavens as everyone went crazy. No one had expected that Wang Chong would be able to lead his army to reverse the situation, not only defeating the Arabs and Ouzan, but also killing Qutaybah, the greatest threat to the Tang Dynasty.
"Kill!"
With this order, all the soldiers charged forward.
The Tang Dynasty had won. After several months of bitter and bitter fighting, the Tang Dynasty had finally emerged victorious and stood proudly at the summit.
Now was the time to reap the fruits of victory!
"Kill!"
The first to react were the several thousand remaining Wushang cavalry. Galloping! The several thousand Wushang cavalry stabbed into the enemy army like a sharp sword. "Aaaah!" "Aaaah!" Screams filled the air as countless Arab and Tibetan horsemen were cut down from their horses.
Bang!
At almost the same time, a massive banner forged from Deep Sea Xuan Iron and some other unknown metal was thrust into the ground. The red and black war banner flapped in the wind. Clangclangclang! Energy began to radiate from the banner, bolstering the Divine Prison Army, Divine Martial Army, Dragon Stallion Army, and Tongluo Cavalry, causing majestic halos to appear beneath the feet of the Divine Prison Army, Divine Martial Army, Dragon Stallion Army, and Tongluo Cavalry. Although these halos were no longer as dazzling and resplendent as before, they were still as sharp as ever.
Without the slightest hesitation, all the soldiers charged forward at full speed toward the tens of thousands of Arab and Ouzan cavalry. In a flash, countless Arab and Ouzan cavalry were cut down from their horses and plunged into pools of blood.
"Retreat! Retreat! "
Panicked shouts resounded over the battlefield.
The army was routed!
At this moment, both the Arabs and the Ouzan soldiers had lost the will to fight and were routed by the massive assault of the Tang people. Qutaybah's death dealt a massive blow to the soldiers, shattering their morale. All of them wanted to run for their lives and get as far away from this nightmarish Talas as possible. They no longer cared about formations or ranks, trampling and slamming into each other, throwing the battlefield into chaos.
"Ah!"
Screams filled the air as the Arab and Ouzan cavalry were stopped by the army at the front, unable to advance even an inch. The Divine Prison Army, Divine Martial Army, and Wushang cavalry swiftly caught up to them and cut them down. Five thousand, six thousand, seven thousand … From the moment the army charged to the moment it began to retreat, the chaos had inflicted grievous casualties on the Tibetan and Arab armies. In the blink of an eye, seven to eight thousand soldiers had died on the battlefield.
When an army lost its will to fight, it could no longer be called a war, but a one-sided massacre. When a person was filled with panic and their mind was in disarray, without the will to fight to the death, they wouldn't even be able to use fifty percent of their strength.
Cries of misery filled the battlefield!
Tens of thousands of Ouzan and Arab soldiers were felled. In just a few short moments, they had used their own lives and their own deaths to vividly and cruelly display these four words.
"Fire!"
In the rear, Su Hanshan waved his hand and gave the order. In a flash, long ballista bolts were fired into the panicking Ouzan and Arab armies. Plushplush! Squelchsquelchsquelch! Two Tibetans and one Arab horsemen failed to dodge in time, and a ballista bolt pierced through their backs. Like wooden pillars, they dropped to the ground, dead and motionless.
Elsewhere, the same thing was happening.
While the battle had been going on, Zhang Shouzhi and his craftsmen had finally managed to produce a batch of ballista bolts. Su Hanshan was even more direct. As long as the ballista bolts weren't too bent and could still be stuffed into the barrels of the ballista, he would use them.
While the Arab and Ouzan armies had lost their will to fight, this was the perfect opportunity to reap the harvest. It didn't matter if these ballista bolts could be repaired or not. In this pursuit, killing as many as they could count.
"Pass on my order! All Mamelukes are to go to the front lines and stop them! Without anyone to hold the rear, we won't be able to retreat unscathed! "
Abu Muslim was also anxious. In the current situation, it was very difficult for even his orders to restrain the army. Qutaybah's death had dealt a massive blow to all of them. Right now, he could only place his hopes on the well-trained, battle-hardened Mamelukes. But Abu Muslim had barely given this order when he heard a shrill scream at his ears …
"Ah!"
Abu Muslim's body trembled as he turned his head, only to see a sight that chilled his body and chilled his heart.
In the chaos, Ouzan Great General Huoshu Huizang had been thrust through the chest by a sword and raised high into the air, blood gushing from his body. Abu Muslim followed the sword and saw a young and familiar figure.
"Huoshu Huizang, this is what you deserve!"
Wang Chong stared at Huoshu Huizang, his eyes brimming with killing intent. The cooperation between Huoshu Huizang and Dalun Ruozan had almost caused Wang Chong to watch as his father, Wang Yan, died on the battlefield of Talas. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he would have regretted this for the rest of his life.
Thus, anyone could leave, but Huoshu Huizang had to die.
Clap!
An arm covered in blood suddenly reached out and grabbed Wang Chong's arm. Huoshu Huizang's stalwart body was nailed to the sword by Wang Chong. His face was pale, and his aura was like a candle flickering in the wind that could be extinguished at any moment. But there was still a faint smile on his face, as if he had already cast aside his life and death.
"The winner is the king, and the loser is the thief. That's all. I have nothing else to say. Wang Chong, you truly are our Ouzan's greatest enemy. But as a general, to die at your hands, to die on the battlefield, is the fate that a general should have. As a general, I hope that you can agree to a request of mine. Prime Minister is only a scholar. Without my support, he will find it very difficult to threaten you in the future. You have already won this battle. Can you spare Prime Minister and spare his life?! "
Blood flowed down Huoshu Huizang's palm and down his armor, but the smile on his face only deepened and his eyes were calm. It was as if he had long since prepared himself for this conclusion. Only one hand was tightly gripping Wang Chong's sword arm, a pleading look in his eyes.
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