Fury!
Discontent!
Struggle!
How could they admit defeat just like that when success was right in front of them and within their grasp?
"Withdraw!"
Finally, in the face of the ever-worsening blizzard and the ever-lowering temperature, Fadi's face contorted and he was forced to give the order to retreat. Rumble! Upon receiving the order from the Three Titans of Black Radiance, the entire army began to retreat to the west.
… …
They've begun to retreat!
As Wang Chong stood in the blizzard, his eyes closed, a thought suddenly flitted through his mind. Through the blizzard, Wang Chong could hear that the Arab army had suddenly become much more restless. After a series of struggles, the ambitions of the Arabs had ultimately been unable to withstand the cold before the Little Ice Age.
In the face of the might of nature, human strength was far too weak, too insignificant!
As the horses neared the west, Wang Chong silently calculated, but he did not attack.
The temperature was still plummeting, and the blizzard was still raging in the darkness. The complicated weather made it so that even if the Arabs wanted to retreat, it would not be as easy as imagined.
"It's about time!"
Just when the blizzard was at its most intense and the temperature was at its lowest, Wang Chong finally raised his head to the snowy sky.
"We can move out!"
"Boom!"
With Wang Chong's order, a group of elite soldiers galloped through the blizzard and appeared at the eastern gate of Khorasan. Whoosh! Hualala. Buckets of boiling water were poured down from the city gate, landing on the thick layer of ice there. As the thick layer of ice melted, there was a massive boom as the frozen gate of Khorasan once more rumbled open.
Neigh! The White-hoofed Horse reared, its metallic neigh echoing far and wide in the wind and snow.
As one, Wang Chong and his horse shot out of Khorasan like an arrow. Bzzz! It was like he had gone from one world to another. Even though Wang Chong had mentally prepared himself, he still couldn't help but shiver in shock when he saw the world outside Khorasan.
Khorasan was already extremely cold, but only when the gate was opened did Wang Chong realize just how frozen the world had become.
The tributary of the Tigris River outside the city had long disappeared. The entire raging river had long since turned into solid ice, and the ground was covered with several feet of snow. The whole world had completely turned into a white, extremely cold world. And on the other side of the river, countless Arab tents had been erected, all of them like ice sculptures in a world of ice and snow.
"Enemy attack!"
Suddenly, a cry of alarm came from the Arab camp, shattering the silence. Wang Chong narrowed his eyes as he came back to his senses, his expression turning sharp. After waiting for so long, it was finally the Tang Dynasty's turn to attack.
Clang!
An intense sword cry rang out, clearly audible even in the darkness and the blizzard. Riding on the White-hoofed Shadow, Wang Chong unsheathed Bahram's golden sword and issued an order.
"Attack!"
Rumble! A moment later, the earth quaked as a pair of heavy hooves raised high into the air and stomped down, sending ice and snow flying into the air. Wang Chong's Stellar Energy exploded out of his dantian, expelling all the wind and snow around him. Then, man and horse became one and charged toward the opposite shore.
Behind him, the earth quaked and the cavalry charged forward. Nearly twenty thousand elite soldiers, chosen from the Tang people, Khorasani, and rebel armies, charged like a storm, one after the other, transforming into an unstoppable flood!
"Enemy attack!"
No one had expected the Tang Dynasty to launch an attack in this world of ice and snow. The Arab camp was in chaos. Many soldiers had gathered together and were charging forward in an attempt to hold back the soldiers of Khorasan.
But it was too late.
Bang!
In a single leap, Wang Chong crossed the frozen Tigris River and landed in the Arab camp.
"Kiiiill!" "Kill!"
At almost the same time, the Arabs on the banks of the river began to respond. Tens of thousands of Arab cavalry began to gather in the snowstorm and charge toward Wang Chong's group. Translated by: Hypersheep325 Edited by: Michyrr At almost the same time, Wang Chong led his army of nearly twenty thousand in a thunderous charge.
"Boom!"
With an earth-shattering boom, the two torrents of steel quickly collided. Boom! Like a massive wave, countless Arab cavalry were sent flying into the air, screaming. There was no fierce battle like he had imagined. This was a completely one-sided massacre. Bangbangbang! The twenty thousand elite cavalry formed from the Tang people, Khorasani, and rebel soldiers cut down swathes of Arab cavalry like weeds.
These several thousand soldiers had not even been able to slow down the army.
Rumble! As the army advanced, thousands of Arab cavalry were felled to the ground.
"Hurry! It's the Tang people! "
"Hurry and stop them!"
… …
Desperate shouts came out of the blizzard. Many people were still gathering in the direction of the Tigris River, but most of them couldn't even tell which direction they were coming from. Bang! Bang! An Arab horseman stood next to his warhorse, his body covered in ice and snow. Just when he was about to mount, a sword suddenly appeared out of the blizzard and cut off the Arab horseman's head.
Even at the moment of his death, the Arab horseman's eyes were still wide open as if he couldn't believe that he had died.
Around him, countless other Arab cavalry had also been killed. Many of them hadn't even been able to tell which direction the attack was coming from before their heads had been cut off.
"The Arabs truly have been greatly weakened!"
Fierce winds howled in his ears as endless snowflakes blew at him, but before they could even get close, they were pushed away by Wang Chong's Stellar Energy. In this battle, the resistance of the Arabs was insignificant. Wang Chong could clearly sense that these Arabs had been severely weakened, not even thirty to forty percent of their original strength.
With this level of strength, it was simply impossible for them to contend against the well-prepared Great Tang.
In order to survive in this extreme cold, one had to expend a great deal of energy. This was also why Wang Chong had chosen to wait an hour before launching his attack.
"Kill!"
As he was thinking, he suddenly heard the sounds of fighting. Ten-some Arab cavalry braved the wind and snow as they charged toward Wang Chong. But Wang Chong only glanced behind him, and a moment later, bangbangbang! When these Arab cavalry were still ten-some paces from Wang Chong, they began to drop to the ground.
Their blood energy surged out of their bodies, transforming into pillars of smoke that sank into Wang Chong's body. Not even the blizzard could disperse them.
"All soldiers, hear my order! Advance at full speed!"
Wang Chong quickly regained his composure and stomped on the ground. Clang! The Bane of the Battlefield Halo, the Bane of Generals Halo, the Halo of Dusk Stallion … all of these halos began to spread across the entire western bank of the Tigris River. "Aaaah!" Screams echoed through the night, instantly becoming more shrill.
The blizzard and frigid cold had already plunged the Arabs into dire straits, and Wang Chong's three war halos only made their situation worse, plunging them into complete despair.
Thudthudthud! Countless Arabs collapsed to the ground, their blood spreading through the snow, but it quickly froze over.
In the howling wind, Wang Chong rode deeper into the valley.
Through the blizzard, a protruding object in the middle of the frozen white tents quickly attracted Wang Chong's attention. Riding over, he saw an Arab soldier lying on the ground, his right hand pressed against the ground, his face stricken with fear.
His mouth was wide open and his body was covered in a thick layer of snow, but Wang Chong could no longer sense any signs of life from him. There was a bandage on his leg, which clearly identified him.
A wounded soldier!
Although a large number of Arabs had managed to escape from yesterday's battle, many of them had been wounded as well. These weakest wounded soldiers were the first to succumb in this blizzard. The extreme cold, their weak bodies, and the severe injuries on their bodies caused them to be the first to lose their lives in this great wave of change. They were the first to lose their lives.
Despite the constant clanging of metal, the sounds of fighting, the panting of warhorses, and the trampling of hooves, Wang Chong's attention was completely focused on the 'ice sculptures' of the Arab camp. One, two, three … more and more Arab soldiers sealed in ice appeared in Wang Chong's vision, far more than Wang Chong had imagined.
The Arabs had retreated, and besides those soldiers who had not been able to retreat in time, this place had become a graveyard for the wounded!
What a terrifying cold. It's probably even colder than the one in my memories!
Wang Chong quietly said to himself, his mind in turmoil. Because of his intervention, history truly had undergone a major change. That unprecedented cold in his memories had not disappeared, but had become even more frightening.
This was only the precursor to the Little Ice Age, but it was already so frightening. Wang Chong did not dare to imagine just how cold the true Little Ice Age would be.
"Marquis!"
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