As the darkness receded, the mysterious Arab raiding army was revealed for the first time. The warhorses neighed. Under the illumination of the flames, a bearded Wings of Death soldier subconsciously covered his eyes with his arms and retreated. The Deathwing Team was used to hiding in the darkness, ambushing and attacking their opponents. They were extremely unaccustomed to the sudden appearance of these flames.
In truth, it wasn't just this bearded Arab soldier. All the Wings of Death soldiers showed signs of panic when they saw the flames.
"Damn it! Hurry and extinguish those torches! "
Nurman's heart tightened as he instinctively sensed danger. The situation had taken a turn for the worse. The enemy commander had apparently found a way to deal with him. And his long experience in battle made him sense the approaching danger.
"Retreat!"
Nurman raised his arm to give the order to retreat, but it was too late. The enemy commander was far more formidable than he had imagined.
Boom!
The bowstring vibrated, the air exploded, and a thick crossbow bolt, more than three meters long, shot out from behind the first defense line in an instant, piercing through a Wings of Death warrior. The Wings of Death warrior didn't even have time to scream before he was pierced through by the arrow. Along with his horse, a huge bloody hole appeared in his body, and he instantly died.
The ballista bolt continued onward, piercing through the bodies of six more Wings of Death soldiers before vanishing into the darkness.
The Tang Dynasty ballistae!
This thought flitted through Nurman's mind, and his face instantly turned as white as a sheet of paper. He had already seen ballista bolts fired during the day's battle. Every time they were fired, it was like the roar of the god of death.
In this night raid, he had deliberately avoided the defensive zone of the Tang Dynasty ballistae, but the ballistae had still managed to arrive in time.
"Run!"
Nurman was no longer just nervous, but panicked. The range of the Tang Dynasty ballistae was far greater than that of the scimitars controlled by the Wings of Death, and they were also much more powerful. In a direct confrontation, his Deathwing Team had no chance of victory against these treasured weapons of the Tang Dynasty.
To put it simply, the ballistae of the Tang Dynasty were the bane of the Wings of Death!
"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat! "
Nurman said the word 'retreat' three times in a row, and without thinking, he hurriedly ran away. Behind him, the countless Wings of Death soldiers also began to flee. But the Tang Dynasty had prepared for this moment for a long time, so how could they let them run so easily? If they didn't kill them, Nurman and his Wings of Death would stir up more carnage and kill more Tang people.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Thick and long ballista bolts were shot from all directions like a rainstorm, concentrating on the fleeing Wings of Death soldiers. No matter how fast the warhorses were, how could they be faster than the ballista bolts? With a series of earth-shattering noises and thunderous roars in the air, the previously invincible Deathwing Team fell like weeds before they could escape far.
Bang! Bang! Bang! In a split second, countless cavalrymen of the Wings of Death fell to the ground in disorder. The neighing of horses, screams, the sound of heavy objects falling, and the roar of ballista bolts filled the night sky. The strong smell of blood quickly pervaded the air.
The originally one-sided situation of this war was quickly reversed. The battlefield that was originally dominated by Nurman and the Wings of Death, after the appearance of the Tang Dynasty ballistae, quickly turned into a situation where the Tang Dynasty completely crushed and dominated.
"Release! Release! Release! "
In the distance, the armored Chen Bin swung down his arm, unleashing wave after wave of ballista bolts, reaping the lives of the fleeing Arabs.
"I'd like to see how far you can run!"
Chen Bin's expression was as cold and determined as steel. These Arabs were far too cunning and their attacks far too terrifying. In a few short moments, the soldiers behind the steel defense line had suffered grievous losses. There was no doubt that this was an elite force, one that was extremely skilled in night raids. Whether it was the rain of ballista bolts to extinguish the flames or the deliberate act of luring the Arabs over so that they could harvest them with their scimitars, they had all been meticulously planned out.
Anyone who could do this was definitely not an ordinary elite. But it was precisely for this reason that Chen Bin could not allow them to escape.
"Release! Release! Release! "
Chen Bin's expression was cold, his eyes devoid of emotion. He stared at the cavalrymen of the Wings of Death in the distance as he swung his arm again and again.
Chen Bin was the true commander of the ballista army. He had single-handedly built up this army of more than ten thousand ballista soldiers from scratch. In his hands, the ballista army could display its greatest might. Not even Xu Keyi could compare to him in this aspect.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Bolt after bolt of crossbow bolts shot out like bolts of lightning, chasing after the soul. With each ballista bolt, a large number of Wings of Death cavalry were felled. But Chen Bin's eyes were fixed on one person. Ballistae had an extremely long range. Although they were not as powerful as catapults, in Chen Bin's hands, they were far too easy to deal with a single person.
"It's too late to think about running now!"
Chen Bin stood on the transport carriage, his eyes fixed on Nurman's fleeing figure, a sharp killing intent flashing through his eyes. After killing so many Tang people, he was delusional if he thought he could escape unscathed.
Ten steps, nine steps, eight steps, seven steps …
Just as he silently counted to one, Chen Bin's right arm suddenly swung down heavily in the void.
"Second team, fire!!"
His final order was earth-shattering. Following Chen Bin's order, sixty or seventy ballistae appeared behind Chen Bin, all of them aimed at Nurman. The ballistae groaned as they loaded their ballistae bolts and shot forward like flood dragons.
"Not good!"
Nurman grimaced. Although his back was to the first defense line and he couldn't see anything, the moment the ballista bolts shot out, Nurman instinctively sensed an intense danger. His skin stood on end, his scalp prickling, and his pores began to exude a cold Qi.
In all his years of campaigning on the continent, all his battles, and all his enemies, Nurman had never felt such a terrifying sense of danger before.
Boom! A series of thunderous booms came from behind him, and they were rapidly approaching him from behind at an astonishing speed.
"Go!"
There was no time to think. In a flash, Nurman leapt off the horse's back. Arabia was a country of cavalry, and it was unimaginable for a general to not have a mount, but Nurman couldn't worry about such things. Boom! There was a loud bang, and the horse neighed. Just as Nurman leapt out, more than twenty thick black crossbow bolts shot out from all directions, piercing holes in Nurman's horse and nailing it to the ground.
Nurman felt a chill run down his spine, but even so, Nurman had not been able to avoid danger.
This time, Chen Bin had personally led the attack, and the ballista bolts had taken into account every possible escape route. Seventy to eighty ballista bolts had sealed off every possible escape route. No matter which direction he tried, he would never be able to escape.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Just as Nurman leapt away, at least seventeen or eighteen crossbow bolts shot at him from behind and smashed into his back. Nurman had no time to think. He only had time to unleash all the Stellar Energy in his body before he was struck by all the ballista bolts.
"Ah!"
There was a scream as Nurman's Stellar Energy flickered several times. Although he had successfully blocked all the ballista bolts, he had still been sent flying by the immense power of the ballista bolts.
Whew! "Whoosh!"
Just as Nurman was sent flying, a warhorse neighed in the darkness, and a muscular figure galloped over on a warhorse from afar.
"Xi Yuanqing of the Tang Dynasty is here! Hand over your life!"
Boom!
There was a heaven-shaking boom, and then all was quiet.
At almost the same moment that Xi Yuanqing suppressed Nurman, a massive explosion came from the distant Arab camp. Shouts and fighting filled the air as countless Arabs emerged from the blazing flames.
… …
This night raid lasted until almost daybreak before calming down. Only when the elites of the Anxi Protectorate army responsible for raiding the Arabs returned did this night truly come to an end.
In the Lord's Hall of the City of Talas, a hotpot was roaring and torches were blazing on the walls. The bright yellow light of these torches flickered on the faces of the people in the hall. Wang Chong, Gao Xianzhi, Cheng Qianli, Li Siye, Chen Bin, Xi Yuanqing, Huang Botian, and all the other soldiers who had participated in the night raid were gathered here. Even Banahan Chief Banahan and the new Karluk Chief Guli were present.
Everyone was gathered in this hall, and the atmosphere was somber.
"How is it?"
Gao Xianzhi first turned to Li Siye, who was standing next to Wang Chong. In this operation, Wang Chong and Gao Xianzhi had been responsible for the Ouzan and Arabs respectively, not interfering with each other's operations. But now that the battle was over, it was time to assess the gains and losses.
"Sun Zhiming and Cheng Sanyuan were both discovered by Dalun Ruozan ahead of time, so none of the three teams suffered any casualties. However, we still ran into some trouble in the Ouzan camp. Several of our teams were blocked, and we lost around sixty to seventy men."
Li Siye sternly said.
They had made ample preparations for this night raid, even wearing the armor of the Ouzan soldiers to confuse their foes, but they had still lost sixty to seventy men. This was how war was. No matter how careful one was, casualties were inevitable.
Gao Xianzhi nodded.
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