"Prime Minister, let's go! I'll hold the rear for you! "
Huoba Sangye turned his head to the rear. The Tang Dynasty's soldiers were approaching with astonishing speed, the screams of the Arabs echoing through the heavens. Even to the people of Ouzan, it was a dreadful sight. If they did not flee, it would soon be their turn.
"What are you standing around for? Hurry and escort the Prime Minister away!"
Huoba Sangye pointed at the two Mutri Great Cavalry.
"Huoba."
Suddenly, a calm and wise voice sounded in his mind, interrupting Huoba Sangye's order. These two ordinary words made Huoba Sangye's heart skip a beat, and he had an extremely ill foreboding. For some reason, Huoba Sangye could sense from Dalun Ruozan's voice that he could see through life and death.
"Prime Minister, let's talk about this after we get back. Did you two bastards not hear what I said! "
Huoba Sangye's eyes widened, and before Dalun Ruozan could finish speaking, he rebuked the two Mutri Great Cavalry.
"Huoba Sangye, let's part ways here."
Dalun Ruozan suddenly said as he looked up at Huoba Sangye from his horse. His voice was abnormally calm amidst the sounds of fighting, so calm that Huoba Sangye felt uneasy.
"Prime Minister, what nonsense are you saying! Let's go! "
Huoba Sangye's eyes widened as if he had predicted something.
"Haha, Huoba, there's no need to say more. More than one hundred thousand soldiers have died in battle, and the Mutri Great Cavalry have suffered grievous losses. Someone has to take responsibility for all this. Moreover, Dusong Mangpoje and Huoshu Huizang have both died here. Even if we return to Ouzan, do you think that the Tsenpo will let us go?"
Dalun Ruozan faintly smiled, his expression growing even calmer.
"Prime Minister."
Huoba Sangye was stunned. His heart was full of words, but he couldn't utter a single word in front of Dalun Ruozan's simple words.
"Huoba, go. Only if I stay will you be able to survive. My era has ended. In the future, Ouzan can only rely on you. Tell the Tsenpo that I have done my best. "
Dalun Ruozan's gaze seemed to see through everything. He took one last look at Huoba Sangye, pulled the reins, and immediately turned around.
"Wang Chong! Do you dare to come out and meet me? "
Dalun Ruozan's loud voice resounded throughout the battlefield. He slapped the back of his horse and quickly disappeared into the surging army.
"Prime Minister …"
Behind him, Huoba Sangye stared blankly at that confident and emotional figure, unable to speak for a long time.
… …
At the same time, Dalun Ruozan's words caused the Tang Dynasty army pursuing the Arabs to fall into chaos.
"It's Dalun Ruozan! What other tricks does this bastard want to play! Qianli, take some men and stop him! "
Mounted on a white warhorse, Gao Xianzhi immediately noticed Dalun Ruozan galloping over. Gao Xianzhi was wary of Dalun Ruozan. Although Dalun Ruozan was a purely civil minister, if not for him, this war would never have become so complicated, and the Arabs, Ouzan, and Western Turks would never have formed an alliance.
In the final battle, when the God avatars of Wang Yan and Cheng Qianli had been destroyed, the entire Tang Dynasty had almost collapsed. Gao Xianzhi was almost certain that Dalun Ruozan had played a significant role in this, and that he had even been the one to devise the entire plan.
Although he couldn't think of any tricks Dalun Ruozan could play in these circumstances, Gao Xianzhi was almost instinctively wary of him.
"Wait a moment, let me!"
Suddenly, a voice came from the distance. Wang Chong, riding on the White-hoofed Shadow, slowed down as he weaved through the dense army.
"Xue Qianjun, pass on my order. Have Cui Piaoqi continue the pursuit. As for Dalun Ruozan, leave him to me. Without my order, no one is allowed to touch him!"
Dalun Ruozan's actions were far too abnormal, but unlike Gao Xianzhi, Wang Chong did not believe that he could play any tricks at this time. Dusong Mangpoje was dead, Huoshu Huizang was dead, and Wang Chong had even killed Qutaybah. No matter how clever Dalun Ruozan was, there was nothing he could do to reverse the situation.
Whoosh! Following Wang Chong's order, the entire army was thrown into turmoil. Like water crashing into a reef, all the soldiers parted to the sides before encountering Dalun Ruozan. Wang Chong's order was perfectly carried out. The Wushang Cavalry, the Tongluo Cavalry, the Divine Prison Army, the Divine Martial Army, the ballista army … all the soldiers acted as if they hadn't seen him, circling around Dalun Ruozan and continuing the pursuit.
A portion of the army naturally remained at Wang Chong's side. All of this had been accomplished in the blink of an eye.
After successive battles and successive victories, Wang Chong had established an extremely high prestige in the army. Even the Tongluo Cavalry who had had some conflicts with Wang Chong chose to obey Wang Chong's orders.
Gallop!
The hooves of the highland steed kicked up a cloud of dust as it slowly rode forward with Dalun Ruozan. Before them were piles of corpses, some Arab, some Ouzan, and the stench of blood permeated the air.
Dalun Ruozan's expression was calm and indifferent, and his body seemed to exude an invisible force that attracted everyone's attention.
"Yuanqing, Lou Shiyi, lead the army and continue the pursuit. I'll stay here and keep an eye on Dalun Ruozan!"
Gao Xianzhi frowned. He suddenly stopped and ordered, "Don't worry.
The Evil Emperor and Chief Of Wushang couldn't help but slightly slow down, frowning as they gazed at the distant Dalun Ruozan. But when they saw Dalun Ruozan's eyes, they seemed to understand something, and their thick brows slowly relaxed as they fell silent.
"Hyah!"
As he watched Dalun Ruozan slowly gallop over, Wang Chong's eyes flashed, and he urged his horse forward.
As Wang Chong and Dalun Ruozan approached, the surroundings fell silent as countless gazes gathered on them.
Even the most ignorant person would have some understanding of the grudge between Wang Chong and Dalun Ruozan, their mortal enemies. In the war of the southwest, Wang Chong had risen to fame because of Dalun Ruozan, and now, on the distant battlefield of Talas, the two had once more met in a fateful encounter.
Gallop!
Ten-some paces from each other, Wang Chong and Dalun Ruozan both stopped, their eyes meeting in silence. It seemed like only a moment, but it also seemed like countless long centuries. Finally, everyone heard a long sigh.
"The winner is the king, and the loser is the thief. Wang Chong, you've won this battle. Starting from now, for ten-some years, no one on the continent will be able to compare to you, and no one will be able to contend against the Tang Dynasty! "
Dalun Ruozan suddenly said. The fierce winds blew at his robes, but Dalun Ruozan's heart was in turmoil.
"You shouldn't have come to this battle in the first place!"
Wang Chong calmly said.
The final result of this battle might have been an accident in Dalun Ruozan's view, but in Wang Chong's view, it was inevitable. Dalun Ruozan had no idea how much effort he had put into this battle, how much preparation he had made.
From the moment Wushang had constructed the city, this battle had begun.
Dalun Ruozan was fighting a battle he was certain to lose!
"Heh."
Dalun Ruozan only chuckled, his expression indifferent as if he could see through everything.
"How could I not come? Whether it was for myself or for Ouzan, I had to win Talas. But … the winner is the king, and the loser is the thief. I've lost, so I have nothing to say. "
Wang Chong fell silent. Just as Dalun Ruozan had said, 'the winner is the king, and the loser is the thief.' This was a principle that all generals understood and abided by. Although Dalun Ruozan had truly caused him no small amount of trouble, even Wang Chong had to admit that Dalun Ruozan was an opponent worthy of respect.
"Wang Chong, I've done all I could in this battle. I don't regret losing to you, nor do I have any regrets. I've spent half my life on the battlefield, taking pride in my intelligence and rarely encountering an opponent. Although I'm not very strong, even Zhangchou Jianqiong has to retreat in front of me. I've spent several decades in the southwest, but I've never achieved anything. Wang Chong, you are the first and only person to have forced me into such a desperate situation! "
Dalun Ruozan looked at Wang Chong, his eyes devoid of hatred, only pride and pride. Putting aside their countries and standpoints, to be able to encounter a true opponent in his life was, in a sense, a kind of fortune. At the very least, he had no regrets.
"Wang Chong, can you agree to a request of mine?"
Dalun Ruozan suddenly asked. Seeing Wang Chong's slight frown, Dalun Ruozan faintly smiled and continued.
"Be at ease. I will no longer be your opponent. Give me Huoshu Huizang's corpse. I'll stay here and do whatever you want to me! I beg of you! "
As he said the last two words, the smile on Dalun Ruozan's face slowly receded. He bowed slightly and looked at Wang Chong, a pleading look in his eyes. In that instant, that peerless, masterful, and spirited Ouzan 'minister of wisdom' had disappeared. What appeared before Wang Chong was an ordinary, lowly, and insignificant Dalun Ruozan.
Boom!
Gao Xianzhi, Cheng Qianli, Li Siye, and Xue Qianjun were all stunned by this sight. Even Wang Chong's eyes showed a hint of emotion. Everyone heard Dalun Ruozan's words clearly. No one expected that Dalun Ruozan would disregard his own life at a time like this for Huoshu Huizang's corpse.
What was even more unexpected was that he would lower his head in front of Wang Chong for Huoshu Huizang's corpse.
Dalun Ruozan was proud and conceited. In this world, there was probably no one who could make him lower his head so easily. Even Gao Xianzhi was far from being able to do so. However, for Huoshu Huizang's corpse, he abandoned his pride and lowered his proud head.
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