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Chapter 491

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"Let's go! Where there's life, there's hope! Let's keep our lives first, and we can avenge our fallen brothers in the future! "

The leader of the Tang dynasty, the ten-man squad leader, gritted his teeth and said.

Rumble!

As soon as he spoke, the earth rumbled and the sky shook. In the southeast, southwest, and rear, groups of Ouzan cavalry suddenly appeared. They formed an encirclement with the original one hundred Ouzan men and surged forward together.

This unforeseen event happened so suddenly that everyone on the hill couldn't help but turn pale. The reason why they dared to confront the Ouzan here was that they had a way out, so they could escape at any time.

But no one expected that the Ouzan would deliberately attract their attention in the front, and then let the others circle to the rear, completely cutting off their escape route.

"Hahaha, go to hell! You've been running for two days. Do you think you can still run? Today, all of you will die here! "

Behind them, the Mengshe Zhao cavalry laughed.

These Tang people were dead meat!

They didn't make a move earlier because they wanted them to be careless. After delaying for so long, they had already contacted the other Ouzan men and formed an encirclement.

Gallop!

The warhorses rumbled and dust billowed. Three to four hundred Ouzan cavalrymen roared and charged from all directions, waving their machetes.

Their eyes were vicious and vicious. No Tang soldiers could survive this battle.

"It's over!"

In an instant, all the Tang soldiers on the hill had despair in their eyes.

A hundred Mengshe Zhao cavalrymen were hard enough to deal with, not to mention that their numbers had increased by three to four times.

"Brothers, let's fight to the death!"

The leader of the Tang people's cavalry pulled out his sword and raised it high. Since they couldn't survive, they would fight to the death!

Just when the Ouzan cavalrymen were getting closer and the mixed Tang dynasty cavalry and infantry on the hill were ready to die, there was a sudden rumble. The earth shook and the sky shook.

"What's going on?"

"Is it our army?"

"Why is there such a big movement? Aren't we the only ones here?"



This sudden turn of events alarmed everyone. The charging Tibetan cavalry suddenly stopped in their tracks, looking around in bewilderment and confusion.

However, before they could react, what was going on … Screech! A clear and melodious cry suddenly came from the sky. In front of everyone's eyes, a huge eagle spread its wings and flew out from the northern sky like a sharp arrow.

Before they could react, the neighing of horses rang out, and a torrent of black steel suddenly appeared at the top of the nearest hill. It crossed the top of the hill like a tide and quickly rushed toward them.

"Oh no, it is!"

"Form the formation, form the formation!"

"Don't worry about them! Prepare to meet the enemy!"

… …

Panicked shouts of Ouzan echoed through the sky. Upon seeing the 'truth' of that torrent of steel, the Ouzan army fell into chaos.

They had already defeated the 180,000 elites of the Annan Protectorate, as well as the 60,000 reinforcements sent from the interior. Longxi's closest and most threatening Big Dipper Great General Geshu Han and his Big Dipper Army had been pinned down by We Tadra Khonglo and could not move. Logically speaking, the Tang dynasty should have no soldiers it could use.

No one could understand why a large wave of Tang soldiers had suddenly appeared here, but the facts were right in front of them. That pitch-black armor was not the plate armor of the Ouzan, nor was it the armor of Mengshe Zhao.

And the Ouzan people were not like that!

"Ready! … "

After a brief moment of confusion, the Ouzan soldiers swiftly adjusted their formation. Halos vibrated against halos and warhorses stood side by side as they turned around, killing intent surging from their bodies as they viciously aimed at the Tang army.

Vicious and aggressive were the innate characteristics of the Ouzan people. As long as they could form a hundred-man army, a hundred-man Ouzan army would dare to fight against three or four hundred.

Three or four hundred Ouzan soldiers would dare to fight against an army of one thousand!

After all, the Tang dynasty had many armies, and not all of them were as formidable as the Big Dipper Great General Geshu Han and his Big Dipper Army!

"Kiiiill! … "

"We've already defeated the regular army of the Tang dynasty. These reserve soldiers are no match for us!"

"Kill them!"

… …

The Ouzan cavalry once more grew excited. Unsheathing their scimitars, they completely disregarded the ten-some Tang soldiers at the top of the hill and charged at the Tang dynasty cavalry coming from the other end.

The Ouzan had never been one to easily retreat. The stronger the enemy, the more savage their nature would be. It was no different this time!

But a moment later, rumble! The black-armored Tang dynasty cavalry surged forward like a pitch-black flood of steel, engulfing the three-hundred-some Ouzan cavalry.

Boomboomboom!

In a flash, spear and armor clashed, saber and sword clashed. Heavy thumps rang out like two rocks crashing into each other.

The scimitars and spears of the Ouzan soldiers were imbued with sharp Stellar Energy, and their halos vibrated as they slashed at the black-armored Tang dynasty soldiers. But the scimitars that were once invincible and capable of cleaving through stone seemed to have struck a sturdy steel wall. Not only were they completely ineffective, they were even repelled.

"What's going on?"

"How could this be?"

… …

In the time it took for a spark to fly off a flint, all the Tibetans were stunned by this result, their minds in chaos.

The Ouzan soldiers that had appeared here had all participated in at least two battles. They possessed sufficient experience, strength, and strength, and they had killed no small number of Tang dynasty cavalry.

But none of the Tang dynasty elites wore armor as sturdy as these people. Their scimitars had not even left a dent on their armor, much less split it.

"Kiiiill! … "

Before they could understand what was going on, clangclangclang! Swords were raised and slashed through the air, followed by the sound of sharp blades cutting through Stellar Energy and flesh.

Before the Tibetan horsemen could even react, they were cleaved in two along with their sabers, unable to even block a single blow.

The majestic and sharp Stellar Energy of the martial artists was like tofu before the strange swords.

Thudthudthud!

The Tibetan horsemen who had been strutting around just a moment ago didn't even have the chance to make a sound. Their severed bodies dropped to the ground like wooden pillars, motionless.

In a single clash, more than two hundred Ouzan soldiers had been cut down like wheat.

"What sort of weapon is this?"

The remaining Ouzan soldiers paled in fright and began to flee. But before they could take more than a few steps, several swords fell and the Ouzan soldiers fell, their wounds as smooth as mirrors.

"How is it? Are there any survivors? "

A stalwart, giant-like man stopped in front of the corpse of the last Tibetan and turned his head to ask.

"There's none. All three hundred and forty-seven Ouzan soldiers are here!"

Zhao Jingdian reined in his horse, glanced at the corpses on the ground, and then wiped the sword in his hand.

This was not his first time working with Li Siye. When they were training the clan experts of Deflecting Blade Manor, the two had already worked closely together.

"Clean up and bury the corpses to prevent the plague!"

Li Siye said. After saying this, he glanced at the scattered corpses of the Ouzan soldiers, his heart thumping in agitation.

"What a sharp knife!"

He was well aware of the sharpness of WuZi Steel weapons, but not even he had expected that a thousand people equipped with WuZi Steel weapons would be so powerful.

In normal circumstances, even if his side had the upper hand, it would still take some time to exterminate these three hundred Ouzan soldiers, and they would also have to pay a heavy price.

But against a thousand WuZi Steel swords, these Ouzan soldiers weren't even able to hold on for a few moments. There wasn't even a single casualty on his side.

A battle with such a great disparity in casualties was simply unimaginable on a regular and bitter battlefield.

In truth, Li Siye wasn't the only one shocked by the result of this battle. The True Martial realm experts of the great clans of the Tang dynasty were just as shocked.

"It's actually this sharp!"

"A good sword, a good sword!"

"Truly inconceivable! I've long heard that WuZi Steel swords are unstoppable, but I didn't expect them to be even sharper than the legends say. They can even cut through this thick plate armor! "

"This battle was simply too easy!"

… …

Although the experts of the great clans had experienced all sorts of challenges and life-and-death battles, they had never been on a true battlefield. The result of this battle gave them a huge boost in confidence.

At this moment, the only one who wasn't surprised by this result was probably Wang Chong.

[Congratulations to user for killing 345 Ouzan regular cavalry!]

[Congratulations to user for killing 346 Ouzan regular cavalry!]

[Congratulations to user for killing 347 Ouzan regular cavalry!]

… …

A series of notifications gushed into Wang Chong's mind, and eventually, it stopped at the number 347. Along with these notifications, energy surged in from all directions, and Wang Chong's strength increased significantly once more.

The Bane of the Battlefield halo also grew by a notch. Just this battle alone was equivalent to what Wang Chong had gained from killing the Goguryeon assassins and King Sosurim.

Closing his eyes, Wang Chong sensed the additional energy in his body. After a moment of silence, he opened his eyes.

"As I expected!"

As his eyes swept over the scattered Ouzan corpses, a thought flitted through Wang Chong's mind.

In his last life, the Arab Mamelukes, which numbered only ten thousand, were equipped with WuZi Steel weapons, able to sweep through the Tang army. The sharp WuZi Steel weapons were unstoppable, cutting through melons and vegetables.

Now that he was using them to deal with the Ouzan, they would naturally end up with the same result.

But at this moment, Wang Chong had no time to worry about these things. He had more important matters to attend to than this small-scale battle.

"Hyah!"

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