"Pass down my order. Without my order, all troops are forbidden to move."
Dalun Ruozan suddenly opened his mouth, his eyes shining brightly.
"As for that person, you and I have both met him in the southwest. Given his abilities, isn't it normal for him to have such a performance? And … only by defeating him like this will it be more meaningful, right? "
As Dalun Ruozan spoke, he suddenly smiled. "Hyah!" With a slap on the back of his horse, Dalun Ruozan slowly rode down from the top of the hill against the fierce wind blowing from the City of Talas. At that moment, his gaze passed through the layers of space and fell on the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in front of him.
There was nothing in the world that could attract his attention except for the boy from the Tang Dynasty who was riding over!
…
"Marquis, Dalun Ruozan is coming."
In the distance, Li Siye's eyes flashed, and he turned his head to look at Wang Chong said next to him.
"Mm."
Wang Chong looked into the distance and smiled. Dalun Ruozan had very few people with him, only two or three, and none of them were top-notch experts.
"You stay here and wait for orders. I'll go see Dalun Ruozan."
"This …"
Li Siye hesitated for a moment. He was a little worried, but in the end, he nodded. Wang Chong's strength was getting higher and higher. Aside from experts at the level of Great General, even Brigadier Generals were no match for him. There were not many people who could threaten him. Moreover, Dalun Ruozan was clearly here for Marquis.
The southwest was where Dalun Ruozan had suffered a crushing defeat, and it was also where Marquis had risen to fame. The two were each other's mortal enemies. No matter what, this was their moment, and it was not appropriate for others to interfere.
"Hoof!"
The clattering of hooves echoed over the plains, and the eastern side of the City of Talas was so still that one could hear a pin drop. This was a stark contrast to the rumbling of the Arabs to the west. No one spoke. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the two figures approaching them slowly. Even Gao Xianzhi, who was standing on the northeast wall, did the same.
The appearance of the Ouzan soldiers was an important chess piece on the battlefield of Talas. The sudden appearance of more than seventy thousand Ouzan cavalry was enough to completely alter the course of the battle. Even Gao Xianzhi was waiting for the war to develop.
"Pass down my order. Prepare the army and await my orders!"
Gao Xianzhi said.
"Yes, my lord!"
An Anxi Protectorate army officer turned around and left in a hurry.
…
Dust billowed and yellow sand filled the sky. The two figures that weren't particularly tall attracted thousands of gazes.
Separated by a distance of more than five hundred feet, the two of them stared at each other from afar. Countless bolts of lightning shot out from the void.
"Wang Chong, it's been a long time!"
A voice came from the other side of the dust kicked up by the warhorses. Dalun Ruozan reined in his horse, a faint smile on his lips.
"It's been half a year since we parted in the southwest. Congratulations on being promoted to Qixi Protector-General in such a short time. Since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, there hasn't been a Protector-General younger than you."
"Not at all. Since our last parting, Prime Minister has become even more mature and composed. Even my birds and the Anxi Protectorate army in Suiye failed to find any trace of Prime Minister. Prime Minister can't be underestimated. "
Wang Chong smiled. While Dalun Ruozan was sizing him up, Wang Chong was sizing up Dalun Ruozan.
Dalun Ruozan had gotten thinner, much thinner, but he gave Wang Chong the feeling that he had lost much of his brilliance, that he had become much more reserved, and that he had become even more difficult to deal with. It had to be said that Dalun Ruozan had chosen the perfect moment to place Wang Chong in an extremely disadvantageous position.
"How could it be? Didn't you still find out in the end?"
Dalun Ruozan said, a faint smile on his lips. Even though they had met on the battlefield, even though they were enemies, Dalun Ruozan had still maintained his composure and ease.
"It's been half a year since we last met. In the royal capital's prison, this one has never stopped thinking about Lord Protector-General. I remember that when we first met in the southwest, you gave me a great gift. The plains of the Ngari Royal Family are now devoid of people. The water and grass are lush and verdant, without a single cow or sheep. I no longer have to worry about not having enough water and grass in the winter and not being able to graze for a thousand li. This is all thanks to Sire. Dalun Ruozan is deeply grateful and engraved in his heart. Thus, I have prepared a great gift for Sire this time. "
All was quiet, and Dalun Ruozan's voice could be heard far across the plains. As he spoke, he still had a faint smile on his lips, and his tone was polite as if he was talking about the most ordinary of matters. But across from him, Li Siye, who was leading the five thousand Wushang cavalry in the rear, felt his heart thump. In the southwest, Wang Chong had dispatched an army to spread the plague on the plateau of the Ngari Royal Lineage, and Li Siye had been the one carrying out this plan.
Dalun Ruozan had said that the Ngari Royal Lineage was lush and verdant, and this truly was correct. But behind this was a barren land of a thousand li, and the Ngari Royal Lineage had completely collapsed. As early as when he was in Wushang, Li Siye had received news that the Ouzan Empire was now a land of famine. Dalun Ruozan was the Prime Minister of the Ngari Royal Lineage. He had said that he had been thinking about Wang Chong for half a year in the royal capital's prison, and the hatred in his heart was still unfathomably deep.
"The merciful do not command soldiers, and the virtuous do not command wealth. The path of war has always been a path of slaughter. Between friend and foe, there is naturally no such thing as mercy. As the ruler of the Ngari Royal Lineage, Prime Minister Wang Chong should understand this simple principle. In truth, I had originally planned for the plague to spread throughout the empire. Alas, it seems that your esteemed Prime Minister Wang Chong intervened and put an end to the plague. "
Wang Chong indifferently said, not even his eyelids twitching.
No matter how many people from the Ngari Royal Lineage died, Wang Chong would not feel the slightest ripple in his heart. In truth, this was the cruelty and reality of war. If Ouzan did not lose, it would be the Tang Dynasty that would lose, and at that time, the losses would be even greater. Since Ouzan and Mengshe Zhao were the ones who had started the war, they had to bear the price.
"Haha, Protector-General speaks correctly. Dalun Ruozan has lost, and the general of a defeated army has nothing to say. "
Dalun Ruozan grinned at these words.
"But whether this battle is won or lost, I hope that Protector-General can maintain this attitude."
"Relax! The Tang Dynasty will not lose! "
Wang Chong firmly declared as he gazed at Dalun Ruozan fifty-some zhang away, his starry eyes exuding a steely will.
"Buzz!"
The moment Wang Chong spoke, the atmosphere suddenly changed. The smile on Dalun Ruozan's lips suddenly vanished, his expression turning grim. These two foes of the Tang Dynasty and Ouzan stared at each other, their eyes flashing with electricity. Neither of them said anything, but they both felt a strong fighting spirit from each other at the same time.
"Protector-General, it is best not to speak too early. Kindness is like water, not forsaking day and night! Everything is changing, and the Tang Dynasty cannot always be the victor! "
After some time, Dalun Ruozan suddenly smiled, his gaze looking past Wang Chong to the black tide of Arab soldiers behind the two defense lines.
"Nothing in this world is impossible! The Tang Dynasty will not lose. At least wherever I am, the Tang Dynasty will never lose!! "
Wang Chong indifferently said. His voice was neither loud nor soft, but it was brimming with confidence. In the entire world, almost no one dared to say such words to Dalun Ruozan, a wise minister. Even Huoshu Huizang and Dusong Mangpoje had to treat him with respect. Only Wang Chong would dare to be so arrogant and confident in his presence.
"Haha, is that so? Then this one looks forward to Protector-General displaying his divine might like he did in the southwest and sweeping through our three great empires! "
Dalun Ruozan faintly smiled, but this time, he did not argue. Turning his horse around, he turned his back on Wang Chong and slowly rode back.
"Marquis, should we kill him?"
Xue Qianjun whispered into Wang Chong's ear. Wang Chong had brought four guards with him this time, and Xue Qianjun was one of them. During this entire process, his eyes had been fixed on Dalun Ruozan's back. Xue Qianjun had not taken part in the southwestern war, but he had long ago heard of Dalun Ruozan's thunderous reputation in the army.
There was no question that Dalun Ruozan was the greatest mastermind behind Ouzan's long-distance assault. If he could kill Dalun Ruozan, he would be able to deal a heavy blow to Ouzan.
"… Five hundred zhang might be a little far, but with our speed, we still have a chance."
"There's no need."
Wang Chong indifferently said, immediately rejecting Xue Qianjun's proposal.
"Do you see that Ouzan person holding the line behind Dalun Ruozan?"
Xue Qianjun subconsciously turned his head. With his back to the morning sun, it was difficult to make out this person's face, but from his attire, he was probably an Ouzan commander, and his figure was particularly familiar. Xue Qianjun's brow creased as if remembering something, and his eyes widened.
"That's … Dusong Mangpoje!"
Wang Chong smiled and turned his head. "Let's go!"
… …
As Wang Chong left, Dalun Ruozan met up with Dusong Mangpoje.
"Prime Minister, should we kill him?"
Dusong Mangpoje lowered his head, his narrowed eyes bursting with killing intent. The battle between Dayan Mangpoje and the triangular gap had always been a sore spot in his heart. Although Dalun Ruozan and Wang Chong had only met for a brief moment, to Dusong Mangpoje, it felt like he had endured for countless centuries, his intense desire to kill.
"There's no need."
Without even turning his head, Dalun Ruozan urged his horse forward.
"You can't kill him. Haven't you already experienced how meticulous his plans are? If he were so easy to assassinate, he would have died a thousand times over by my hand. In addition, don't you see that Gao Xianzhi is already heading this way? "
Dazed, Dusong Mangpoje shifted his gaze forward, and as expected, he saw a familiar figure heading his way.
"Haaa, I can only think of another way!"
Dusong Mangpoje sighed as he turned his horse and rode back to the army.
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