"A good chance!"
Sensing that Umar's aura had suddenly weakened, Li Siye and Huang Botian's eyes brightened and they joined forces to attack. At almost the same time, the galloping hooves of horses thundered in from all directions. Bangbangbang! The five thousand Wushang cavalry were like a torrential storm, crashing into Umar's Stellar Energy barrier.
In the blink of an eye, Umar's energy was being consumed at an incredible rate, and it was rapidly weakening to an unbelievable level.
Ten Charges Ten Victories!
When the five thousand Wushang cavalry used one of the ten most powerful formations of the world on a single person, not even a renowned Arab general like Umar had any chance of escaping.
"No!"
Umar, famed for his heart of stone and his will, paled as an intense fear gripped his heart. His martial arts were fierce and majestic, enough to simultaneously block the combined attacks of Li Siye and Huang Botian. But when thousands of Wushang cavalry charged together, not even Umar was a match. In his life of battle, this was the first time he had encountered such a large group of cavalry attacking a single person.
No matter how powerful a single person was, they could not simultaneously deal with thousands of opponents. At this moment, he finally sensed the scent of death. He wanted to mount and flee, but the Stone General controlled by Huang Botian had taken complete control of the surrounding terrain. Boulders protruded from the ground and blocked his path, and the dense barrage of attacks from the five thousand Wushang cavalry sealed off his path of retreat.
"Ah! Boom! "
At the last moment, Umar only had time to muster all his strength and raise his famed Arabian scimitar to block the attack coming from above. Boom! A massive and sharp sword, taller than a man, furiously slashed down, cleaving through the dark clouds, cleaving through the sun and moon, cleaving through the pitch-black Stellar Energy around Umar's body. At the same time, it cleaved through the famed Arabian divine saber that had accompanied Umar for half his life.
Neigh's final neigh came from Umar's Arabian steed. Together with Umar, this stalwart steed was cleaved in two by Li Siye's WuZi Steel sword, its blood spraying the ground.
"To make an enemy of the Tang Dynasty, so be it!"
Li Siye picked up Umar's corpse with his sword and lifted it high into the air. In that instant, his aura surged, and his astral energy surged like a raging flame. Half of the battlefield's gazes were focused on him. At that moment, Li Siye was like a god from the heavens.
Bang!
Although they didn't understand what Li Siye was saying, Umar's death was a devastating blow to the Arab army on the eastern front.
"General is dead!"
"General Umar has been killed by the Tang people!"
"Everyone, run!"
… …
All the Arabs scrambled to be the first, panicked as the retreating army crashed into the army in the rear. This was so abrupt that the Arab army, which had just about finished adjusting and preparing to attack, was instantly thrown into disarray by this attack.
"Kill!"
"Those who openly offend our strong Han will be executed, no matter how far away!!"
"Those who openly offend our strong Han will be executed, no matter how far away!!"
"For the Tang Dynasty! … … "
… …
Roars resounded over the battlefield as the one hundred thousand Qixi reinforcements charged like tigers descending a mountain, their eyes red as they charged toward the Arab ranks. At this stage, there was no need for tactics. In the face of the Arab army's complete collapse, the Tang army surged forward like a massive wave.
The Wushang cavalry, the ballista army, the King Gangke, the armies of Greater and Lesser Balur, the Annam Protectorate, the Qixi Protectorate … all of them transformed into a destructive flood that surged toward the three hundred thousand Arabs. Although the Arabs far outnumbered the Tang Dynasty, and although some of the Arab soldiers in the rear were still trying to fight back, none of them could stop the army that had been completely routed.
"Milord!"
"Look over there!"
"The Arabs have been beaten back!"
"How could this be!"
On the distant walls of Talas, countless gazes stared in shock at the tens of thousands of retreating figures below the walls. They had long ago noticed the arrival of reinforcements, but the frenzied assault of the Arabs had left them with no time to worry about them. Moreover, after two months of fierce fighting, no one understood better than the Anxi Protectorate army just how powerful the Arabian army was.
This was an army far stronger than any they had encountered before. With just one hundred thousand reinforcements and a considerable number of mercenaries, defeating more than three hundred thousand fierce and valiant Arab soldiers was practically a fantasy tale. But no one had expected that this new army of reinforcements would not only emerge victorious, they would even crush the Arab army with overwhelming strength.
The city walls were deathly still. The Arabs that had been charging up the cloud ladders had receded like the receding tide. As they watched the distant reinforcements fiercely battling with the Arabs, the howls and shouts of battle had given them an unprecedented shock and shock, but also an unprecedented hope!
"Pass on my order! Open the gates and work with the Qixi Protectorate to launch a pincer attack on the Arabs!"
At this moment, a voice that sounded a little tired but still dignified and loud rang in everyone's ears. Gao Xianzhi rested his hands on his sword as he stood on the city walls, his body as immovable as a mountain. His armor was in tatters and his entire body was stained with blood. Every part of his body was covered with deep scars from swords and sabers. The continuous fierce battles had consumed a great deal of his Stellar Energy and physical strength, but Gao Xianzhi's expression was calm. His tall and straight figure stood there as if he would never fall.
"Yes! Milord! "
An excited messenger at Gao Xianzhi's side quickly left to carry out the order. A few moments later, there was a massive boom as the warped gates of the City of Talas swung open, and the Anxi Protectorate army charged out of the city.
The three hundred thousand Arab soldiers had already been utterly routed by the Qixi reinforcements, and now that the Anxi Protectorate army was charging out of the city, the army was thrown into even greater chaos, tens of thousands of Arabs scrambling to escape.
"I didn't think … that he really would come!"
Once there was no one left on the walls, Gao Xianzhi gave a long sigh, his expression much more relaxed. His stalwart body was also showing signs of deep exhaustion.
… …
Outside Talas, the Arab army was in complete disarray!
"Bastard! Stop! Kill them! "
"Don't run! Kill your way back! "
"Anyone who attacks the formation will die!"
… …
The Arab commanders in the rear furiously roared as they attempted to stop the army's retreat. However, in the blink of an eye, even they themselves were swept up by the turbulence and dragged backwards.
"Retreat! "Retreat!"
With the momentum lost, the Arabs finally gave the order to retreat from the more than one hundred thousand Tang soldiers pursuing them. The three hundred thousand soldiers left behind a trail of corpses as they retreated to the west like the receding tide.
"Marquis! We've won! "
In the rear, Xu Keyi turned to Wang Chong, a look of reverence on his face.
"We've won, but it's not complete victory!"
Wang Chong indifferently said. Leaving behind the confused Xu Keyi, he mounted the White-hoofed Shadow and slowly rode forward. The battlefield was filled with the clattering of metal, the shouts of fighting, the neighing of horses, the screams of screams, and the twanging of bowstrings. Only Wang Chong remained calm, taking a leisurely stroll over the Arab corpses and broken weapons as he slowly made his way through the army.
His soldiers followed closely behind him. Wherever Wang Chong went, he became the center of the battle. He was like a blazing sun descending from the heavens, his radiance so dazzling that it was impossible to ignore his existence.
The Arabs retreated like a crazed tide. The Arabs had suffered grievous losses in this battle, and even now, they had probably never imagined that they would lose, and they had even lost a top-class general like Umar, the Archangel of Arabia. But to Wang Chong, everything had been within his expectations.
From the start of this battle until now, whether it was dodging the Arab hunting falcons, killing the scouts roaming the perimeter, seizing the initiative to defeat Umar's seventy thousand soldiers, and then using the retreating army in the east to charge at the Arab army of three hundred thousand, all of this had been the result of his meticulous planning.
In Wushang's City of Steel and the Qixi Protectorate headquarters, Wang Chong had used the model of Talas to simulate countless times, and now, all of this was playing out in the real world, without the slightest error.
'A man who calculates victory before the battle has to calculate much; a man who calculates defeat before the battle has to calculate little.' This was one of the simplest principles of the art of war. For the sake of this current victory, Wang Chong had prepared for countless days and nights, taking into account every detail.
To the Arabs, this defeat might have been a coincidence, but to Wang Chong, it was inevitable.
"Reporting!"
"The Arabs have retreated to their designated position. Should we continue the pursuit?"
As Wang Chong was slowly advancing, a messenger galloped over, dismounted in front of Wang Chong, and respectfully kneeled on the ground.
"There's no need!"
Seated on the White-hoofed Shadow, Wang Chong gazed at the Arabs retreating from the western side of Talas and indifferently said, "There's no need!
Inform Li Siye, Chen Bin, and the King Of Gangke to stop the pursuit!
"In addition, order Zhang Shouzhi and the others to begin the operation!"
"Yes! Marquis! "
Upon hearing Wang Chong's order, the messenger mounted his horse and galloped off.
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