"Bastard! No leader of the Tang Dynasty has ever dared to say such a thing. You will regret your words today! "
When the leader of the Saka heard this, he was so angry that his whole body trembled. His face darkened. After saying this, he immediately turned around and left.
"Kill!"
Behind him, tens of thousands of Saka cavalry roared like a tsunami. Their eyes were bloodshot, and they were filled with murderous intent as they charged forward. The times had changed. In the past, the Saka would have never dared to recklessly declare war on the Tang Dynasty, or at least not so decisively.
But everything had changed. Great General Gao Xianzhi of the Four Garrisons of Anxi had led more than seventy thousand foreign and Han soldiers, including more than thirty thousand of the Anxi Protectorate army, into Talas. The map of the Western Regions had already changed. This was an era of change, and a single Qixi Protector-General was not enough to make the Saka fear him.
After all, this was their home.
"Rumble!"
The warhorses got closer and closer, their heavy hooves stomping on everyone's hearts, placing a heavy pressure on them. All the Gangke people had already donned the armor that Wang Chong had delivered, taken up their weapons, and gathered behind the King Of Gangke.
A short distance away, the five thousand soldiers of the Qixi Protectorate army were standing in formation, motionless and imposing like a mountain.
A storm was brewing, and all of them understood that they were facing an unprecedentedly powerful foe. This was a battle where they had a massive disparity in numbers!
Two hundred steps, one hundred steps, fifty steps …
They were getting closer and closer.
"Kill!"
The tens of thousands of Saka viciously roared at the same time, but just when their morale was at its peak, Wang Chong faintly smiled and finally struck out at the overwhelming number of enemies. Boom! Halos clattered and clattered, and in the blink of an eye, one blazing halo after another shot out of Wang Chong's body and engulfed the battlefield.
The Bane of the Battlefield Halo!
A white light flashed, and in the blink of an eye, Wang Chong's Bane of the Battlefield aura, which had reached the peak of the 3rd tier, burst out of his body. Like a storm, it enveloped all the Saka. Clangclangclang! Under everyone's shocked gazes, the tens of thousands of Saka cavalry were like a punctured ball, their cultivation level dropping again and again, instantly weakening to an unbelievable level.
At that moment, all the Saka people turned as pale as paper, while all the Gangke people were energized.
"Kill! — "
In an instant, like a landslide, all the Gangke people along with the 5,000 Qixi Protectorate swarmed out, charging towards the Saka army that was in chaos. In this world, other than the best cavalry, no one could resist the three layers of the Bane of the Battlefield aura, including the Saka.
"Ah!"
Faced with the combined attack of the 5,000 Qixi Protectorate and the Gangke people, the 30,000 Saka soldiers were completely routed. Amidst the blood-curdling screams, blood flowed like rivers, and corpses were strewn everywhere.
…
Three days later, a piece of news shocked the entire Western Regions.
The Saka, one of the most powerful mercenary tribes of the Western Regions, had been defeated by the joint attack of the Tang Dynasty's Qixi Protectorate and the Gangke people. The Tang Dynasty's fervent supporters of the Gangke people had swept through all the Saka tribes. The Saka men were killed, the women and children taken away, and all the cattle, sheep, and warhorses taken away by the Gangke people.
The Gangke people, who had always been called 'filthy boars' by the tribes of the Western Regions, displayed formidable fighting power in their battle against the Saka. They were vicious, tenacious, and fearless of death, completely different from the image of the Prime Minister. Equipped with armor, weapons, and warhorses, not even the Saka were a match for them in a one-on-one battle.
This left all the mercenary tribes of the Western Regions stunned.
And what shocked these mercenary tribes the most was the words that the Qixi Protector-General standing behind the Gangke people had released through the deaths of the Saka.
The Saka were exterminated because of their capriciousness and treachery. In the Western Region, if there were any mercenary tribes that did not abide by their contract and casually betrayed their employer, then the Saka would end up like them!
… …
As the news spread, countless mercenary tribes trembled in fear, and those mercenary tribes that had crossed the line were all panicking. The mercenary tribes of the Western Regions, which had been in a state of chaos, were now deeply intimidated by this matter. At the same time, the rapid rise of the Gangke people made other mercenary tribes see a massive opportunity.
After the extermination of the Saka, their treasures, women, and cattle were not taken away by the Tang people, but given to the Gangke people who had helped the Tang people!
Danger and opportunity coexisted, and Wang Chong's sudden appearance made the mercenary tribes of the Western Regions see something different.
… …
As time slowly passed, Wang Chong, Li Siye, Chen Bin, Cheng Sanyuan, Su Shixuan, Zhao Jingdian, Xu Yi-qin … all of them were like different parts of a war machine, all of them madly operating in preparation for the upcoming battle with the Arabs.
The entire world was silent, but in the depths of this silence, there seemed to be a clap of thunder.
In the distant northwest, to the west of the northern border of the Ouzan Plateau, in Greater and Lesser Balur …
"Boom!"
In front of the city was a towering black city. In front of the city was a towering cliff, and behind it were craggy cliffs. But all of a sudden, a loud noise was heard. The city gate of the easternmost city of Little Balur abruptly opened, and the drawbridge that was rarely lowered was lowered. The drawbridge, more than one zhang wide and ten-some zhang long, rumbled to the other side of the cliff, connecting the two sides.
In just a short while, along with a series of rolling sounds, coal black carts dragged out from the city gate, fully loaded with Hyderabad ores. Around these carriages were swarmed Sindhi monks, their bodies covered in grime. Behind them were Kong Zi-an and his one thousand Wushang cavalry.
The armor on their bodies was crisscrossed and covered with deep and shocking scars made by swords and sabers. There were even gaps and cracks in many places. Through the cracks, one could see that the insides were black, as if they had fallen into a mine full of silt. Compared to when they had first arrived, Kong Zi-an and the others did not have a complete set of armor on them. It seemed like they had experienced countless battles of life and death.
Everyone had injuries on their bodies, and their expressions were haggard. However, their eyes were still bright, and their spirit was like an inextinguishable flame.
"We're finally back!"
As he gazed at the distant Ouzan Plateau, Kong Zi-an gave a long sigh. Only he knew what they had experienced in these twenty-some days as they ventured deep into Sindhu. As he gazed at the slowly rising sun in the east, Kong Zi-an felt like he was seeing the light of day once more.
"Let's go. General is still waiting for us on the plateau."
Kong Zi-an pointed his sword forward and said to the army behind him. With these last words, Kong Zi-an suddenly squeezed the horse's abdomen, and with a 'Jia!', he galloped forward. Behind him, the one thousand Wushang cavalry followed closely. The one thousand Wushang cavalry and eighty-some Sindhi monks charged forward in a grand and dusty procession.
Behind them, in the black city, countless figures watched them depart, their faces brimming with respect.
In this period of time, only they knew what kind of legend this Tang people army had left behind in the northern Sindhu and Greater and Lesser Balur, and what kind of miracles they had created.
"These are true heroes!"
The muscular city lord looked in the direction of the departing group and took off his helmet. With a solemn expression, he gave a respectful bow.
This was a show of respect for true heroes!
… …
On the northern border of the Ouzan Plateau, banners fluttered in the wind. Li Siye rode on his Ferghana steed, as motionless as a mountain. In these twenty-some days, Li Siye had silently waited with his one thousand men, not moving at all.
"Milord, they're here!"
Suddenly, a pleasantly surprised voice called out.
Li Siye's heart skipped a beat as he followed the direction of the scout's finger. At the bottom of the plateau, a meandering convoy was slowly moving towards them. Li Siye immediately recognized the person leading the convoy.
"It's Kong Zi-an!"
After standing on the plateau for so many days, exposed to the elements, Li Siye was like a rock, his face unchanging. But when he saw Kong Zi-an's convoy, a hint of joy appeared on Li Siye's face.
Hyderabad ore!
Only Li Siye and Kong Zi-an deeply understood what this special ore from the distant Sindhu meant to Wang Chong and his five thousand Wushang cavalry. A Wushang cavalry that lacked WuZi Steel weapons could not truly be considered the world's best cavalry. Without these invincible and terrifyingly sharp weapons, the Wushang cavalry would not be able to display their full strength, and they would not be able to reverse the tides in the battle to the west of the Cong Mountains and deal with those unprecedentedly powerful foes.
Of all these things, the Hyderabad ore, which could be used to forge WuZi Steel weapons, held the greatest strategic significance, and it was also what Wang Chong valued the most. Li Siye had been waiting here for a long time, silently waiting for this scene before him.
"Kong Zi-an, you've worked hard. Marquis will definitely be very happy to see this! "
Li Siye rushed over and placed a heavy hand on Kong Zi-an's shoulder.
"Fortunately, I didn't disappoint you!"
Kong Zi-an got down on one knee and respectfully said.
"Mm!"
Li Siye's eyes were bright as he carefully examined Kong Zi-an and the one thousand Wushang cavalry behind him. Compared to when they had set off, all of them were much thinner, darker, and more capable. However, they were also much stronger, possessing a will of steel. Li Siye nodded in satisfaction. He had always wanted to find a chance to temper Kong Zi-an and temper his abilities so that he could become even more outstanding so that he could stand on his own in the army.
It seemed that he had succeeded in this mission.
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