"Wonderful!"
Abu Sangji's heart was bursting with excitement. In just a few short moments, they had already destroyed four to five hundred Tang Dynasty ballistae. This was an unimaginable harvest. It had to be known that this ballista force could easily wipe out five to six thousand Ouzan cavalry in a single volley. And if they were used on the battlefield for a long time, their lethality would be unimaginable.
Where there is a harvest, there is a price to pay. If we can destroy all the Tang Dynasty ballistae, it doesn't matter if all of us die here!
Abu Sangji quietly said to himself. He felt no pity for those who had died.
A night raid had always been a risky operation with no return. Those who survived would be lucky, and those who did not would die. The most important thing was whether or not they had achieved their strategic objectives.
"Get ready! Retreat!"
More and more Tang people were gathering around them, and each ballista was being guarded by a large number of soldiers. In these circumstances, it would be extremely difficult to succeed. Abu Sangji immediately gave the order to retreat. Boom! In a flash, Abu Sangji appeared twenty paces away, the golden Stellar Energy of the Saint Martial realm exploding. "Aaaah!" Screams rang out as thirty-some fully-armored Tang soldiers were sent flying like ragdolls, vomiting blood as they flew through the air.
"Run!"
Abu Sangji turned his head and shouted at the trapped Ouzan cavalry. After doing all this, he leaped into the air, immediately snatching a Tang warhorse and mounting it. Without any hesitation, he charged toward the eastern side of the second defense line.
Abu Sangji could see that the distant gate of Talas was open, and the Anxi Protectorate army's Vice Commander Cheng Qianli was already riding out. Cheng Qianli was a peak Brigadier General and one of the strongest soldiers of the Tang Dynasty army. Abu Sangji was currently no match for him. No matter how much Abu Sangji wanted to expand his victory, he had no choice but to retreat.
Abu Sangji reacted quickly. Neigh let out a long neigh and Abu Sangji leapt out of the gap in the second defense line.
"Everyone, listen up! Don't stay here! Retreat at full speed!"
Abu Sangji's screams echoed across the battlefield. The results of this battle were far greater than he had imagined. A single ambush had destroyed four to five hundred ballistae. If he did this a few more times, the Tang Dynasty's ballista army would essentially be wiped out. Now, as long as they returned to the camp, this operation would be considered a complete success.
"Go!"
Abu Sangji squeezed his legs and exerted all the strength in his body. Boundless Saint Martial realm Stellar Energy poured into the warhorse beneath him. The man and horse galloped through the night at an astonishing speed. One hundred feet, two hundred feet … In the blink of an eye, Abu Sangji had escaped from the battle. He had run more than sixty meters from the second defense line. Just as he was about to escape, Abu Sangji suddenly saw a figure.
This figure was tall and thin. He stood there quietly as if he had been waiting for a long time. The night wind blew and the person's long hair danced in the wind. He exuded a calm and composed aura, as if he was in control of the situation. More importantly, the moment he saw this person, Abu Sangji had a strange feeling. It was as if this person had predicted his escape route and had been waiting for him!
"Who goes there?!"
Abu Sangji's eyes widened as he shouted.
"Haha, the person who will kill you!"
An indifferent chuckle came from the darkness. It sounded extremely young. Boom! Before Abu Sangji could react, the slender figure's left and right shoulders suddenly rose up, one gold and one red. A sun and a moon, a bizarre sight in the darkness. Abu Sangji grimaced and an intense sense of danger welled up in his heart.
"Mabo's Fist of the Great Sun!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Abu Sangji used his most powerful technique. A vast golden light exploded from his body, making him seem like a god. Abu Sangji's aura exploded with blazing heat, turning him into a 'sun' that could melt gold and iron. Within this sun was a massive and majestic mountain range.
The Great Mabo Mountain!
This was the Ouzan Empire's Demon Mother Mountain, the embodiment of the legendary Great Demon Mother of the Ouzan Empire. Unlike the other Royal Lineages, the Ouzan Empire's Yarlung Lineage worshipped the Great Demon Mother, the Mother of All Demons. Abu Sangji's Mabo's Fist of the Great Sun was one of the top martial arts of the Yarlung Lineage.
Rumble!
In the darkness of the night, Abu Sangji and his horse were as one. Like a burning sun, they shot toward the daoist like a meteor. At the same time, Abu Sangji heard a faint chuckle.
"Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art!"
Rumble! There was an earth-shattering boom as the two figures collided more than sixty meters away from the second defense line of the Tang Dynasty. At that moment, time and space were silent, the sun and the moon were silent, and everything seemed to have come to a standstill. Then, a strong wind swept in all directions, and even the shockwaves that were more than 60 meters away hit the steel wall with a series of loud bangs.
This earth-shaking battle had begun fiercely and ended simply. In the blink of an eye, this battle between Saint Martial experts was over.
As everyone watched, Wang Chong stood on the ground in plain clothes, his hand gripping Abu Sangji's neck like a pair of iron pincers. This fierce general of the Yarlung Royal Lineage of the Ouzan Empire was like a duck, his feet off the ground, unable to break free from Wang Chong's grasp. Under the effect of the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art, an endless stream of Saint Martial energy surged into Wang Chong's body.
Wang Chong's aura surged as his strength continued to grow under the influence of the Saint Martial energy. Meanwhile, Abu Sangji's strength continued to drop like a punctured rubber ball, and his stalwart body began to shrivel and wither like the skin of an orange.
"Evil … evil art!"
Abu Sangji's eyes were wide with fear. He had fought all his life, never fearing anything, never retreating. Even if he died on the battlefield, he would not regret it. But what was happening to him now had completely defied common sense and could not be explained with logic. Without question, this was the most terrifying evil art of all.
Wang Chong only sneered, not even bothering to explain.
"Too weak!"
With a faint smile, Wang Chong snapped Abu Sangji's neck. All of the latter's energy had been sucked dry by Wang Chong, and he fell from Wang Chong's hand like a ragged sack. With Abu Sangji's energy, Wang Chong's strength had once more swelled to another level.
"Saint Martial Tier 6 or 7 is still not enough! I thought that Dalun Ruozan would at least send out a brigadier general, but it seems like he's even more cautious than I thought! "
Given Wang Chong's current strength, he wouldn't even need to use the Godking Yama to easily kill anyone who wasn't a top-class general. Abu Sangji alone was far from being his match.
"Marquis!"
As Wang Chong was slowly drawing back his energy, the sound of galloping hooves could be heard. Sun Zhiming and the others dismounted and rushed to Wang Chong's side.
"How did it go?"
Wang Chong flicked his sleeves and raised his head.
"We killed more than three thousand people in total. The rest have all escaped. The Ouzan this time are very powerful, and it seems like Dalun Ruozan has made ample preparations. If not for Marquis's foresight, we really might have suffered heavy losses. "
Sun Zhiming bowed.
Sun Zhiming admired Wang Chong from the bottom of his heart. Back at Deflecting Blade Manor, everyone had viewed Wang Chong as a god, and they all looked forward to fighting alongside Wang Chong on the battlefield. But it was only after fighting alongside Wang Chong on the battlefield that Sun Zhiming truly understood how formidable Wang Chong was. So many people had surrounded the Ouzan, but they had only managed to kill three-thousand-some, and quite a few had even managed to escape.
If not for Wang Chong's foresight, the Tang Dynasty would have suffered grievous losses, all their ballistae would have been destroyed, and the Ouzan would have been able to escape unscathed.
In a battle against a legendary figure like Dalun Ruozan, one had to use all one's strength. One could not be the slightest bit careless. This was not something someone like Sun Zhiming could contend against. In all of the Tang Dynasty army, probably only Wang Chong could exchange blows with him. Not only could Wang Chong block his attacks, he could even suppress him.
Marquis is even stronger than the legends of Deflecting Blade Manor say!
Sun Zhiming lowered his head and said sincerely to himself.
"Very good. There's no need to worry about those who escaped. Tell Xue Qianjun to have the pursuing soldiers withdraw."
Wang Chong indifferently said.
"In addition, how are things on Li Siye's side?"
"Replying to Marquis, General Li and the others have already successfully infiltrated the camp. There's still no sign of activity on the Ouzan's side, so they probably haven't discovered anything yet. But based on the time, General Li and the others should be moving soon! "
Sun Zhiming sternly said.
In this night raid, Sun Zhiming, Cheng Sanyuan, and Kong Zi-an were merely a cover, bait. The army led by Li Siye was the true attacking force.
"Boom!"
As if in response to Sun Zhiming's words, a massive explosion came from the distant Ouzan camp. A bonfire was blasted into the sky by Stellar Energy and transformed into a firework that attracted the attention of countless people.
"They're moving out!"
Sun Zhiming's heart trembled as he subconsciously asked. The distant 'fireworks' were like some sort of signal, instantly causing the quiet Tibetan camp to fall into an uproar. Shouts and shouts shook the heavens. In the darkness, countless Tibetans were charging toward the place where the 'fireworks' were exploding.
"Dalun Ruozan, you're still a step behind."
Wang Chong looked into the distance and smiled. Then, he turned to Sun Zhiming.
"Sun Zhiming, pass down my order. Tell Chen Burang to begin the operation."
"Yes, Marquis!"
Receiving the order, Sun Zhiming immediately flew off, disappearing into the darkness. Not long after he disappeared, liii, a shrill cry sounded. In the darkness, a massive boulder shot into the sky, drawing an arc in the air as it smashed toward the Ouzan camp. And this boulder from the catapult had completely lifted the curtains on this three-way night raid.
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