Roooar!
Bestial and savage roars came from the base of the mountain. The earth rumbled and the heavy footsteps seemed to stomp on everyone's heart.
"Careful! They're coming! "
"Stop them! We can't let them break through our defense line! "
At the very front of the battle line, countless soldiers stared at the massive black silhouettes emerging from the roiling dust, their palms drenched in cold sweat.
After such a long time, the Egg-Shaking Legion's Giants finally rushed over.
Bang!
A metal cudgel as thick as a thigh howled through the air, its enormous strength sending five or six Annan Protectorate army soldiers flying. Before the rest of the soldiers could surround the cudgel, a massive arm grabbed the edge of the steel walls and fiercely pushed aside these massive weights.
"Aslan Kedafei Luo!"
Chelsili Slap!
… …
The massive and ugly Skyquaking Giants uttered some inexplicable words as they charged up the mountain. Before their massive bodies, the Annam Protectorate warriors were as insignificant as ants.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The giants charged forward. Whether it was the defense line, the walls, or the massive shields, they were all unable to withstand a single blow.
"Ah! … "
One Tang soldier after another was sent flying, none of them a match for the giants. They weren't even able to slow them down in the slightest.
Wherever the giants passed, the Tang people fell into chaos …
"The Eagle!"
As Wang Chong gazed down the mountain at the fearsome Skyquaking Giant, he suddenly said, "The Skyquaking Giants are invincible.
"Your subordinate understands!"
There was no need for Wang Chong to say more. The Eagle unsheathed his WuZi Steel sword and turned behind him, his expression grave.
"Zhang Long, Zhao Hu, all of you, follow me."
As Old Eagle spoke, he mounted a warhorse and charged down the mountain. The Black Dragon Gang members followed closely behind.
All the Skyquaking Giants were covered in thick and sturdy floor armor, a defense that Ouzan and the Arabs had jointly forged for them. In the entire army, the only weapon that could pierce through this armor was the WuZi Steel swords of Wang Chong's subordinates.
"Neigh!"
The Eagle's warhorse charged down from the top of the mountain, colliding with the Earthquake Giant at the foot of the mountain. The huge recoil threw the Eagle and his warhorse into the air, but the next moment, the Eagle did a somersault, the WuZi Steel sword in his hand slashing down at the giant in mid-air.
Roar!
A blood-curdling scream came from the giant's mouth. The mountainous figure was filled with terror as it staggered backward. Not far from him, an arm as thick as an adult's waist fell into the dust, blood gushing out.
The Eagle descended from the sky and crouched on the ground. Looking at the severed arm, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.
For a moment, the mountain was deathly still. The countless giants around the Eagle were staring at him, their massive eyes staring at the Eagle, or more accurately, at the WuZi Steel sword in the Eagle's hand. For the first time, they showed fear.
This was the first time they had seen something in the hands of these weak humans that could harm them!
… …
"It seems that it's time for me to enter the stage!"
At the foot of the mountain, in the center of thousands of gazes, a tall and straight figure smiled and suddenly took a step forward. Rumble! The ground quaked, and dust billowed. The entire area, along with the battlefield where hundreds of thousands of soldiers were fighting, trembled violently, as if it were about to shatter.
"This is …"
Wang Chong's pupils constricted as he sensed the astonishing tremors coming from behind him. The number of people in the southwest with such a tyrannical aura could be counted on one hand.
And in that direction, Wang Chong could only think of one person.
"Huoshu Huizang!!"
Turning his head, Wang Chong gazed toward the southwest. In the center of the earth, Wang Chong finally saw that figure. From the start of the battle until now, besides that long howl that had interrupted the Erhai elephants, Huoshu Huizang had not made any other attacks, nor had he revealed any of his skills or cultivation. Until this moment …
"Boom!"
There was nothing in front of him, nothing at all, but the moment he saw Huoshu Huizang, Wang Chong clearly sensed an enormous pressure sweeping over him like a tide. Even from a great distance, Wang Chong could still feel that oppressive pressure, that terrifying power that could explode at any moment like a raging inferno.
Buzz!
It was only a tiny bit of power, but Wang Chong could clearly see a vast azure light shoot up from Huoshu Huizang's head. This invisible yet tangible power was like a sharp sword, stirring up the dark clouds overhead.
"So powerful!"
Wang Chong's eyes widened as he felt an unprecedented pressure.
There were many legends about Huoshu Huizang.
Although there were many things that could not be verified, there was one thing that was beyond doubt: Huoshu Huizang was an Imperial Great General of the Ouzan Empire, a Saint Martial expert. Although the legends of the Tang dynasty said that of the experts of the Three Kingdoms, Gelofeng, Duan Gequan, Huoshu Huizang, and Zhangchou Jianqiong, the strongest had to be the Tiger of the Empire, Zhangchou Jianqiong, but Huoshu Huizang was definitely not too far off.
"Alas, Zhangchou Jianqiong isn't here."
Wang Chong's heart was heavy. His father's strength was definitely not enough to contend against Huoshu Huizang, and Xianyu Zhongtong was no match for Duan Gequan. The two of them were still some distance away from the Imperial Great General level.
The only thing that could make the Annam Protectorate stand against the Mengshe – Ü-Tsang army was the Tang Dynasty's numerous generals and formations.
This was the greatest characteristic of the Tang Dynasty when it came to foreign conquests, and it was also the method that the Tang Dynasty used to protect itself against foreign experts.
"Chong-er, no matter what happens next, you must not get close. This is a battle between us and Huoshu Huizang."
A familiar voice sounded in his ear. Wang Yan's voice was calm and steady, and it even faintly revealed some sort of awareness.
'Civil officials do not love wealth, but generals do not fear death.' This was the understanding that every general on a foreign campaign should have. Huoshu Huizang was the most formidable opponent that Wang Yan had ever encountered, and this was definitely not their first battle. But no matter what, Wang Yan would not cower.
The more than eighty thousand Tang Dynasty soldiers would not make him cower.
"Father …"
Wang Chong stared at his father's back, his mind in agitation. His father had always given him a cold and harsh impression. He rarely smiled or showed any emotion, but this time, Wang Chong felt something completely different.
"My strength is still too lacking. I have to get stronger as quickly as possible. Father, be at ease. No matter what, I won't let you fight alone."
In the howling winds, Wang Chong clenched his fists, his long hair dancing in the wind. Ever since his reincarnation, his strength had advanced very quickly. To an ordinary person, this was completely unimaginable, but in a battle of this level, he was still far too weak.
"There's only one way left!"
In a flash, a thought flashed through Wang Chong's mind. He remembered the Stone of Destiny's "Bane of All Generals".
… …
No matter what Wang Chong thought, on the other side, Wang Yan and Huoshu Huizang's movements attracted the attention of the entire battlefield.
"Wang Yan, are you still going to put up a stubborn resistance …?"
A thunderous voice swept through the sky above the mountain, echoing throughout the entire battlefield. Huoshu Huizang looked at Wang Yan, who was at the top of the mountain, and the densely packed generals of the Tang Dynasty who surrounded him like stars surrounding the moon. Huoshu Huizang had the ghost of a smile on his face.
Up until now, no matter what strategy Wang Chong used, no matter how many losses he suffered in the early stages, Huoshu Huizang did not care too much.
"Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals." No matter how the people of the Central Plains viewed a war, to Huoshu Huizang, a war would always be decided by the battle between the top forces of both sides.
As long as he killed Wang Yan and Xianyu Zhongtong, the entire Annam Protectorate would collapse without a fight.
"If the Great General wants a battle, Wang Yan will naturally accompany you!"
Wang Yan said calmly. His rumbling voice resounded through the entire sky. His voice was not overbearing, but it had a tenacity and boldness that could not be shaken by anything. He was like a rock in the middle of a river, fearless in the face of thousands of huge waves. He was like a lush green bamboo, unbending in the face of a violent storm.
"Wang Gengzhi is indeed worthy of being the descendant of a general. Just this alone makes him worthy of being my opponent!"
A strange look flashed through Huoshu Huizang's eyes. The breadth of mind and boldness that Wang Yan displayed was something that even he, a general of the Ouzan, could not help but admire.
"If that's the case, then let's fight!"
With a clang, Huoshu Huizang unsheathed his long saber and strode forward. Behind him, thick smoke billowed and warhorses neighed. The most elite guards under Huoshu Huizang, along with all the remaining Ouzan Iron Cavalry, formed an army of more than a hundred thousand, and swept toward the top of the mountain. The atmosphere there was earth-shattering and extremely frightening.
Up to this point in the battle, Huoshu Huizang had finally mobilized his entire army.
"Spread out!"
A stern shout came from the top of the mountain, and in an instant, the army parted like waves. The forty thousand troops of the Tang Dynasty that had not been involved in the battle since the beginning of the war also began to move.
Buzz! Several dozen streams of energy soared into the sky. As countless people watched, a pitch-black horse like a dragon leaped down from the summit. Wang Yan took the lead, leading the countless elite generals of the Tang Dynasty toward Huoshu Huizang.
Huoshu Huizang was an Ouzan Great General. No one in the southwest was a match for him, and no defense line could stop him. To a supreme expert like Huoshu Huizang, the steel walls that Wang Chong had erected on the mountain were like clay chickens and pottery dogs.
"Boom!"
Wang Yan stomped down, and several dozen Mengshe – Ü-Tsang soldiers on the mountain walls screamed as they were sent flying like ragdolls.
Just like the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty could not stop Huoshu Huizang, the soldiers of the Ouzan and Mengshe Zhao could not stop Wang Yan.
"Retreat!"
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