"You think you can run?"
Dusong Mangpoje inwardly sneered as he recognized Wang Chong's back at a glance.
On the guest platform, Wang Chong also seemed to sense something, and when Dusong Mangpoje looked over, his body trembled and he subconsciously turned his head. At this moment, those two youthful eyes that had always been composed and wise finally began to show a hint of deep panic and fear.
In the face of absolute strength, any plan or strategy was nothing more than a child's toy.
Only Great Generals could deal with Great Generals. Wang Chong had been able to use his own methods to invisibly control the movements of a Qixi Great General like Fomonlința, using him to restrain Dusong Mangpoje. This was a feat that Dusong Mangpoje deeply admired.
"Alas, you still underestimated the daring of a Great General, and you also underestimated Fomonlința's resolve to kill you. This is why you are fated to die here today. "
Dusong Mangpoje grinned as he looked forward. Only in the Tang Dynasty could one offend so many Great Generals from both sides, and only this youth before him, be able to do such a thing. But no matter how brimming with talent and talent, if one was too arrogant and willful, they were bound to be short-lived and come to a premature end.
Bang!
Dusong Mangpoje leaped forward, leaving countless afterimages in his wake. A moment later, he reappeared several dozen zhang away. When Dusong Mangpoje truly began to move, he was countless times faster than a warhorse. The only downside was that he consumed a great deal of Stellar Energy.
If Wang Chong had been thinking of running from the very start, it would have been impossible for him to slip away from Dusong Mangpoje's eyes at a time like this.
"Little friend, what's the rush? It's been several months since we last met in the capital. Come and reminisce with me. "
Dusong Mangpoje's voice was unperturbed, but it clearly resounded over the miniature fortress of steel. The aura on his body was like the mountains and the seas, filling the entire city. That kind of god-like power shook everyone's mind. The entire city was in a state of panic. Cries of surprise, fear, and the sounds of people knocking over wooden and iron frames in panic formed a continuous sound.
The eight thousand craftsmen in the fortress were in chaos, and the several thousand Wushang cavalry that had entered the fortress were fleeing in all directions!
Dusong Mangpoje had originally been a little cautious and on guard, but when he saw this sight, he no longer hesitated. True or false, true panic or false panic, true fear or false fear … in front of an Imperial Great General like Dusong Mangpoje, he could tell at a glance.
Moreover …
The most important aspect of an army was its formation. Wang Chong's several thousand Wushang Cavalry had fallen into disarray, scattering in all directions. Even if there really was something wrong, at this time, they could only turn it into something real and cripple their own limbs. Once the main army opened the gates, no matter how formidable the Wushang Cavalry were, they would be doomed.
"Boom!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Dusong Mangpoje charged like a galloping horse, leaving a long trail of white flames in his wake as he charged toward Wang Chong at the back gate of the fortress. Majestic Stellar Energy tore through the air, howling like a tsunami. Behind Dusong Mangpoje was the image of a snowy plateau. The plateau was densely covered in lightning, and the lightning bolts were like spiderwebs, constantly striking down, making Dusong Mangpoje's figure seem even more imposing, mysterious, and powerful.
A shadow appeared in Dusong Mangpoje's hand, condensing into the black claw of a monstrous beast.
The Ouzan Plateau had many legends, and the Zhangzhung Dynasty was only one of them. Before this, it was said that the plateau once had countless behemoths and monsters the size of mountains. In the end, the legends of these behemoths and monsters became the supreme arts of the Great Snow Mountain Temple.
Dusong Mangpoje had learned this supreme art of the Great Snow Mountain Temple. This was also the reason why he could oversee the plateau and become one of the few Imperial Great Generals of the Ouzan Empire.
Now that he no longer had to worry about Fomonlința, Dusong Mangpoje only needed one strike to kill this unprecedented threat to the Ouzan Empire.
"Young Master Wang, accept your fate!"
Dusong Mangpoje's voice resounded over the city. But before Dusong Mangpoje could finish speaking, he was interrupted by an irritated voice.
"That brat's life is mine! … "
A thunderous voice resounded over the city. Behind Dusong Mangpoje, there was a flash of light, and then a muscular figure appeared on the walls like a god. His bright eyes exuded an intimidating light. Even from a distance, one could clearly see it, and it made one's heart palpitate in fear.
Dayan Mangpoje was a Brigadier General, a level lower than Dusong Mangpoje. However, in terms of killing intent toward Wang Chong, Dusong Mangpoje could not compare. Boom! Dayan Mangban shot down from the walls like a cannonball, his body shooting away like a bolt of lightning.
Although this operation had originated from the Tsenpo, and Dayan Mangpoje had never even seen Wang Chong before, this was no longer a simple mission.
"Boom!"
In the distance, the clattering of metal quickly attracted the attention of Dusong Mangpoje and Dayan Mangpoje. Their bodies trembled, and when they looked up, they saw that the back door of the steel gate had finally opened a crack. Wang Chong could rush out at any moment.
"Buzz!"
There was no time to think. Boom! Both Dusong Mangpoje and Dayan Mangban pushed their Stellar Energies to their limits, leaving long trails of energy behind them as they howled forward. Brigadier Generals and Great Generals were incredibly fast. Dusong Mangpoje was known as the Eagle of the Plateau. When he had accompanied the First Prince to the capital, his identity had been exposed, and he had fled from the Tang Dynasty to the plateau. One could easily imagine how fast he was.
Bzzz! Dusong Mangpoje's dantian exploded, leaving a long trail of energy in its wake. In an instant, he had crossed two hundred zhang, and with another flash, he had crossed another two hundred zhang. In the blink of an eye, he was less than fifty zhang from Wang Chong.
When an Imperial Great General used all their strength to pursue a single person, their speed was terrifying. At this moment, Dusong Mangpoje was as fast as a shooting star, so fast that the naked eye couldn't keep up. Whether it was the Heaven and Earth Creation Art practitioner Wang Chong, the Brigadier General Dayan Mangpoje, or the future Invincible Great General Li Siye, all of them would pale in comparison to Dusong Mangpoje's speed.
"Buzz!"
When he was less than thirty zhang from Wang Chong, Dusong Mangpoje's eyes widened as a strange feeling surged into his mind. In a flash, Dusong Mangpoje's eyes scanned the area and quickly locked onto two elderly figures at the city gate.
It was hard to tell if these two were the craftsmen or foremen of the city. One was dressed in a black robe, had black hair, and had a stern expression. The other was dressed in coarse linen clothes, had a head of white hair, and had an inflexible expression. Both of them appeared to be quite old, their faces covered in wrinkles. They were at least sixty, and the white-haired man had turbid eyes, indicating that he was at least eighty or ninety years old.
While the city's craftsmen were panicking and fleeing in panic, even Wang Chong was fleeing, only these two people stood at the back gate of the City of Steel, one on the left and one on the right. Their eyes were calm, and not only were they not fleeing, they were calmly looking at Dusong Mangpoje as if they were waiting for him to pass. This was a stark contrast to the surrounding crowd.
"This is …"
Dusong Mangpoje's pupils constricted as a hint of suspicion crept into his mind. But Dusong Mangpoje quickly cast this thought to the back of his mind. No matter how suspicious these two elders were, they were of little importance to an expert of the Imperial Great General level like him.
At most, if they dared to try and stop him, he would just casually strangle them to death.
"Boom!"
Behind him, the White Braves had finally scaled the walls of the City of Steel and opened the gate. As the heavy gate opened, thousands of Ouzan cavalry surged in. At this point in the battle, Ouzan had finally obtained victory.
Dusong Mangpoje heard the roars of the thousands behind him and no longer hesitated. His dantian exploded with Stellar Energy as he charged toward the open back gate of the City of Steel.
He could already see Wang Chong's back. He wasn't far away. Once he killed the Young Marquis of the Tang Dynasty, he would be able to complete the Tsenpo's mission and wash away Ouzan's humiliation.
"What an arrogant Ouzan. He's only at the peak of the Saint Martial realm. Who knows how many experts of this level I killed back then? Does this forty-some-years-old junior really think that no one can stop him?"
At this moment, the unmoving black-robed elder standing on the right side of the city gate suddenly spoke, his eyes cold. Even someone of Dusong Mangpoje's cultivation couldn't help but feel a deep chill in his heart. "You're right, you're right.
"Brother Zhang, do not take offense. Ouzan is far from the Central Plains and does not know that Brother Zhang once dominated the world of sects. It is normal for people to pale at the mere mention of your name. This time, the Young Marquis intends to campaign against Ouzan and resolve the worries of the Tang Dynasty. Although I am old, it is rare for me to be able to help the Tang Dynasty and the people of the Central Plains, so I am willing to die ten thousand deaths. This time, let us work together to resolve this problem for him. "
At this moment, the white-haired elder on the left who appeared to be in his eighties or nineties also spoke.
The moment the two spoke, an indescribably strange and eerie feeling emerged in Dusong Mangpoje's mind. As a supreme existence at the peak of the Saint Martial realm, Dusong Mangpoje could travel a great distance in the blink of an eye. In normal circumstances, these people wouldn't even be able to spit out a single word, let alone complete a sentence.
But not only had these two people completed a sentence in front of him, it had been the person on the left who had finished speaking and the person on the right who had spoken. This was the first time in Dusong Mangpoje's life that he had ever encountered such a bizarre situation. Dusong Mangpoje felt like he had seen a ghost.
But what left Dusong Mangpoje even more shocked was …
"Boom!"
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