His words attracted everyone's attention. With the help of the dim starlight, everyone could clearly see something approaching from the distance. It was getting closer and closer … Slowly, from that blurry shadow, everyone could finally make out the silhouettes of the Steel Cavalry.
"Enemy attack!"
"Prepare for battle!"
… …
Several dozen zhang away, Cheng Sanyuan and Su Shixuan stood at the very front of the army, their pupils constricting as they immediately unsheathed their swords.
Clangclangclang!
At the same time, hundreds and thousands of soldiers drew their swords at the same time. There were no clamorous slogans, nor did they charge with great fanfare. There were only countless swords that gleamed coldly under the dim starlight.
After the tempering of steel and blood, this army was now extremely obedient and could be considered one of the most elite cavalry forces of the continent.
"Kill!" "Kill!"
In the distance, that army that had taken advantage of the darkness to launch a sneak attack finally stopped concealing itself. With a clear cry, thousands of soldiers unsheathed their scimitars and let out a heaven-shaking roar that seemed to tear apart the sky.
Rumble! The earth quaked as thousands of warhorses suddenly accelerated, exploding with a mountainous aura as they charged toward the City of Steel.
But at this moment, through the light of the blazing furnaces, Wang Chong suddenly saw a white symbol on the warhorses of those mysterious cavalry.
They were complex, white religious runes.
Wang Chong paled at the sight of the white inscriptions on the horses.
"Cheng Sanyuan! Su Shixuan! Retreat! "
This urgent shout was like a clap of thunder, causing everyone to jump in fright. Cheng Sanyuan and Su Shixuan also turned their heads in astonishment. They had already prepared to attack, but none of them had expected Wang Chong to give the order to retreat.
"This is an order!"
Wang Chong clenched his teeth, his complexion ashen. His gaze was not on Cheng Sanyuan and Su Shixuan, but on the cavalry charging at him like lightning bolts.
The White Braves!
As this thought flashed through Wang Chong's mind, his mind was in turmoil. At this moment, he finally recognized the meaning of those white religious runes.
In the entire world, only one cavalry force would have these special white religious runes painted on the sides of their horses.
Ouzan's White Braves!
Everyone in the world agreed that a cavalry charge was far more powerful than an infantry charge. And of all the cavalry, the Arab cavalry was the most formidable.
And Ouzan's White Braves were the only cavalry force that could compare to the elite Mamelukes.
The Mamelukes had been equipped with the sharp WuZi Steel swords that could cut a hair. At Talas, they had made illustrious achievements in defeating the Tang Dynasty. Afterward, they had marched into the Western Regions and swept through all the countries.
As for the nearby Ü-Tsang Empire, it had become their target!
When the Mamelukes reached the Ouzan Plateau, the Ouzan Empire had suffered grievous losses, its northern defense line almost completely pierced through, until they ran into Ouzan's White Braves!
In that battle, ten thousand Mamelukes, equipped with WuZi Steel swords and capable of sweeping through hundreds of thousands of soldiers, had encountered the Ouzan White Braves with only four or five thousand soldiers. The White Braves had stubbornly resisted.
Although the White Braves had suffered grievous losses, the Mamelukes had also suffered nearly five thousand casualties. This was an unprecedented wound.
This was the greatest wound the Mamelukes had suffered since their eastern campaign, and in the end, the Arabian Empire had been forced to give up on its ambitions for the Ouzan Plateau.
One could easily imagine the strength of the White Braves!
Although the soldiers trained by Wang Chong were well-trained and had experienced the bitter campaigns of the southwest, they were still far from being able to compare to the Mamelukes at their peak, much less the Ouzan White Braves that could contend with the Mamelukes.
Each of the White Braves of Ouzan was at the Profound Martial realm, and they usually guarded the royal capital of Ouzan. Unless there were major events, they rarely appeared, much less intervened in ordinary battles.
Wang Chong had never expected that the famed and valiant White Braves of Ouzan would appear here, outside the City of Steel.
"Withdraw!"
Outside the City of Steel, Cheng Sanyuan clenched his teeth. Although he was unwilling, he still gave the order to retreat. Rumble! With an earth-shattering noise, the city gates opened, and all the troops retreated into the city like a receding tide.
"Where do you think you're going?!"
Suddenly, a thunderous roar came from afar. Before the voice had died away, xiu, an ear-piercing whistle suddenly came from the night sky. Before anyone could react, an arrow had already shot over from an extremely distant place. In the blink of an eye, it had already streaked through the layers of space, shooting towards the back of the neck of an elite horseman outside the city gate.
This was an extremely accurate archery!
This place was not protected by armor, so if one was hit, death was assured.
"Careful!"
Cheng Sanyuan's pupils constricted and his face paled. The arrow had been fired with incredible speed and without any warning. At the very least, this horseman had not noticed anything. Cheng Sanyuan unsheathed his sword and slashed down without hesitation.
Hong, the long sword struck the tip of the arrow, and the arrow was violently shaken away. However, at the same time, a huge force came from the arrow, as if what he had struck was not an arrow, but a piece of solid ground.
"Kacha!" A crisp sound rang out, and Cheng Sanyuan's arm went limp, immediately hanging down, motionless.
At this moment, Cheng Sanyuan's expression finally changed.
"Hurry up, close the gate!"
Cheng Sanyuan shouted.
Rumble! Each of the gates of the City of Steel was guarded by the most elite and well-trained soldiers. With Cheng Sanyuan's voice, the foot-thick gate of the City of Steel, weighing close to ten thousand jin, swiftly closed.
Almost at the same time that the city gate was closed, a wave of arrows whistled through the air amidst ear-piercing sounds. The arrows landed on the heavy city gate by a hair's breadth, but were blocked by the heavy city gate.
However, when the arrows hit the city gate, the sounds they made were like thunder, ringing in everyone's ears. At that moment, everyone's expression became extremely solemn.
"Wang Chong, who are these people?"
A voice sounded in her ears. Even though it was only the first wave, even Bai Siling could sense that something was amiss.
"Normal soldiers are definitely not this strong, and the enemy's general even wrapped the hooves of all the horses! These people definitely came prepared. Their strength far exceeds that of ordinary cavalry. "
Zhao Yatong sternly said.
All warhorses had hooves nailed to their hooves, so when tens of thousands of cavalry charged, they created a heaven-shaking roar. But this cavalry had only made a sound when they got close to the City of Steel. This was not normal.
There was only one explanation for this.
The enemy had come prepared, their hooves wrapped in thick cloth. When the hooves landed on the cloth, they were buffered, so there was no sound.
In a flash, everyone, including Zhao Yatong, turned to Wang Chong.
Based on past customs, Cheng Sanyuan and Su Shixuan would have gathered all the guards and experts of the great clans in the face of such an attack and charged.
But before the battle had even begun, Wang Chong had called them back. It was clear that Wang Chong had sensed something.
"I'll tell you about this later. Those who come come with ill intentions, those who come with good intentions. I can only tell you this. The opponent this time is even more formidable than we imagined! "
Wang Chong looked into the distance, his expression extremely solemn.
Not many people in the Central Plains knew about the White Braves. If they knew too much, it would be a blow to their morale. This was not a good thing.
Ü-Tsang has even mobilized the White Braves to deal with me. It seems like the matter of spreading the plague on the Tibetan Plateau has already made me a thorn in their side. Even the Tsenpo has noticed me, Wang Chong thought to himself.
Wang Chong quietly said to himself.
The White Braves guarded the royal capital of Ouzan. Without the Tsenpo's permission, they would never leave such a distant place and appear at the base of the City of Steel. Wang Chong could sense the thick scent of vengeance from the other party's actions, as well as a determination to kill him!
Inexorably, the war of the southwest had made him a thorn in the side of all the people of Ü-Tsang.
This was not a good feeling!
As these thoughts flashed through his mind, Wang Chong's eyes regained their clarity and calmness.
"Pass on my order! Prepare for battle! "
Wang Chong suddenly raised an arm and thrust it into the air.
The atmosphere was tense, and all the craftsmen retreated back into the walls, not even daring to breathe too loudly. And on the walls, the experts of the great clans had their bows strapped to their backs and were aiming outside the city.
Gallop!
The galloping of hooves grew louder and louder, each step seeming to stomp on the hearts of the soldiers. The atmosphere grew more and more tense.
The City of Steel was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
Closer!
Closer and closer!
… …
Rumble! With a deafening boom, a blazing furnace outside the city seemed to have been struck by an enormous monster. It tumbled and was sent flying high into the air.
The sky was filled with sparks. With the help of the sparks, countless cavalry figures could be seen galloping over like demons from hell.
"Kill! — — "
In the blink of an eye, these horsemen had already charged around the City of Steel. Their eyes were incomparably ferocious. Every single one of them was like a primordial beast, emitting waves of tyrannical aura.
Creak! The twanging of bowstrings could be heard from the walls as the clan experts lined up in a row, their bows drawn to the maximum, their arrowheads aimed at the Tibetan White Braves outside the city.
"Wait a moment!"
Wang Chong raised his right arm, and the twangs of the bowstrings came to a sudden halt.
"Now is not the time to strike. Everyone, wait for my order!"
Wang Chong's expression was extremely grim. If these Ouzan cavalry were the same as the White Braves in his memories, then ordinary arrows would be useless against them.
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