"Bastard, he's far too arrogant!"
Huoshu Huizang angrily clenched his fists and clenched his teeth. If Dalun Ruozan could hear it, how could he not? But not even the Tiger of the Empire, Zhangchou Jianqiong, had dared to act so impudently toward them. Wang Chong was going too far.
"Prime Minister, don't be influenced by him. This bastard wants to infuriate us. Prime Minister, don't fall for his tricks."
"Heh."
Dalun Ruozan shook his head and stopped Huoshu Huizang.
"How could I not see through his intentions? But we truly lost this round, and I wholeheartedly accept my loss."
Wang Chong's art of war was far too unique. Not just in the Central Plains, but in the four seas, no one had ever seen such a military strategy or a commander. Dalun Ruozan wanted to learn Wang Chong's art of war, to use his own spear to attack his own shield, but he had still lost.
But Dalun Ruozan only shook his head and quickly returned to normal. He did not appear as dispirited or dejected as Wang Chong had imagined.
"No matter what scheme Wang Chong wants to use or what effect he wants to achieve on me, he has miscalculated in this round. Because in this battle, his opponent is not us, but someone else! Huoshu Huizang, help me send this letter. In this war between Arabia and the Tang dynasty, we have already done all we can to provide them with the greatest assistance. The rest is up to them. "
"Understood!"
Huoshu Huizang took the letter from Dalun Ruozan and bowed.
"Let's go!"
With these words, Dalun Ruozan turned his horse around and rode back to Ouzan's camp. When he was ten zhang away, he stopped and turned his head one last time. His gaze passed over the majestic City of Talas to the other end of the battlefield, where countless Arab cavalry were preparing for battle. Compared to yesterday, the Arab army was completely different. The atmosphere was even more somber and brimming with killing intent.
…
"Hulala!"
Not long after Dalun Ruozan returned to the camp, a black hunting falcon flew down from the sky and landed in the Arab ranks.
A muscular Arab guard quickly made his way to Abu Muslim, the hunting falcon in one hand and the letter in the other.
"Governor, a letter from Ouzan!"
The messenger knelt on one knee and respectfully handed over the letter in his hand.
"Oh? Give it to me. "
Seated on his throne, Abu Muslim extended his right hand and took the letter from the messenger. After glancing at it, he immediately began to smile.
"Interesting! Ziyad, this is a letter from Ouzan. You should also take a look. "
Behind Abu Muslim, Ziyad's eyebrows rose as he glanced at the former in surprise, but he quickly took the letter and began to read it.
"The Ouzan have suffered severe losses and are not going to fight today? What does the Ouzan mean by this? "
Ziyad raised his head in disbelief.
"Haha, didn't he say it very clearly in his letter? In this battle, he hopes that we can deal with the Tang Dynasty on our own and display the true strength of us Arabs," Abu Muslim indifferently said.
"These Ouzan truly deserve to die.
"These Tibetans truly deserve to die. Since we're allies, we should work together. Are they trying to preserve their strength?"
Ziyad's eyes faintly glimmered with anger. The Arabs did not need allies. At the very least, in their history of conquest, they had rarely invited anyone to become their ally. For the Arabs, agreeing to ally with the Ouzan was already an exceptional favor. But the Ouzan actually wanted to avoid battle and preserve their strength at this time. They simply did not know how to appreciate favors.
"They can't be blamed for this!"
Abu Muslim faintly smiled and waved his hand to stop Ziyad.
"Dalun Ruozan said that they've already lost fifty to sixty thousand of their elite soldiers and more than eighty thousand wolves. This is not a lie. Although these losses are nothing to us Arabs, they are no small number to the Ouzan and the Western Turks. It's no wonder that they want to avoid battle and preserve their strength. Moreover, seeing is believing. If the Ouzan and the Western Turks do not witness our strength, they will not be truly convinced, and they will not be willing to risk their lives to help us Arabia. After all, we will still need them in the process of conquering the Tang Dynasty. "
"Ziyad, what about the two armies His Majesty sent?"
Abu Muslim suddenly turned to Ziyad.
"The two armies have already arrived. Everything is ready and ready to receive the order to attack at any time!"
Ziyad crisply said. When he spoke of the two armies, Ziyad's demeanor and demeanor had completely changed. It was like he was holding some sort of enormous trump card that could crush them.
"Very good. Pass on my order. Get ready!"
… …
On the eastern battlefield, the Western Turks and the Ouzan, the Tang Dynasty in the center, and the Arabs on the western battlefield — these three enormous powers had formed a triangle on the battlefield of Talas, facing off against each other. No one had launched an attack since the sun had risen, but everyone knew that this peace and tranquility would not last for long.
Gallop!
Gallop! To the west of the City of Talas, the thundering of hooves shattered the silence of the battlefield and attracted the attention of countless people.
An Arab general more than eight feet tall, his arms thick and muscular, riding a sturdy black warhorse, stopped more than three hundred zhang outside the City of Talas.
"All the people of the Tang Dynasty, listen up! Our Lord Governor has ordered us to give you one last chance. Surrender to Arabia and submit to us, and we can still give you a chance to live. Otherwise, today will be the day your city is destroyed! "
All was silent in front of the first defense line, and then there was a burst of raucous laughter.
"Arabs, shouldn't we be the ones saying that? Hurry up and go back to your governor and have him think about when to surrender to the Tang Dynasty! "
Across from the Arab horseman, Sun Zhiming was standing in front of the gap in the first defense line, laughing heartily.
The Arabs truly were arrogant. After suffering so many defeats, they still dared to threaten the Tang Dynasty and demand that the Tang Dynasty surrender. This was simply the greatest joke in the world.
In the distance, the Arab horseman silently watched the crowd, his expression stern and unmoved as he listened to the laughter.
"This is your choice. Since that's the case, then let's fight!"
As he spoke, the Arab horseman turned his head and made a gesture. A moment later, the situation suddenly changed …
"Boom!"
A massive boom came from the distance, so loud and clear that even the battle of hundreds of thousands of soldiers seemed insignificant. Not only that, but the ground beneath everyone's feet also began to tremble when the loud noise rang out.
In a flash, not just Sun Zhiming, but the thousands of Tang Dynasty soldiers behind the first defense line all paled.
"What is this?"
"The disturbance is coming from the west. What did the Arabs do? Did they use some sort of secret weapon again? "
The group of people were bewildered, but soon, the vibration disappeared. But just when everyone believed that everything was over, boom! Another massive tremor came from the distance, and then the entire battlefield of Talas once more began to tremble. This time, the tremor was even louder and louder, and it was getting closer and closer to the battlefield.
"What is this? Why does it sound like footsteps? "
"Impossible! You've gone mad! What sort of thing could have such heavy footsteps? "
The group of people opened their eyes wide. They didn't know why, but even though they couldn't see anything, everyone felt nervous and uneasy.
Boomboomboom!
After the first, the second, the third … the tremors continued to grow louder and louder, and the sound grew closer and closer. The entire earth, the steel wall, and the ballistae in the middle of the city all began to tremble.
Roooar! "Roooar!"
An earth-shattering roar of a beast rang out, accompanied by a strong gust of wind that sent sand and pebbles flying. Under the shocked gazes of countless people, a gigantic silhouette appeared on the western horizon. It was incomparably tall, like a mountain range. In front of this massive figure, even the stalwart Arabs seemed as insignificant as ants.
"What's that!"
"How could there be such an enormous thing? I must be seeing things, I must be seeing things! "
"Just what sort of monster is this? Impossible! "
Everyone was so shocked that they couldn't say a word. Even from this distance, they could sense the savage and brutal aura exuded by that black figure, one that seemed capable of destroying the world. The strength of humans, even the strength of martial artists, seemed insignificant in comparison.
"Just what is this?"
At this moment, on the western side of the City of Talas, even Wang Chong and Gao Xianzhi were stunned. This had already surpassed the imagination of mortals. Wang Chong had experienced countless battles, large and small, but he had never encountered a situation like this.
"I don't know! The Arabs have never seen something like this before. It's unbelievable! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have dared to believe that such a primordial beast existed in the world! "
Gao Xianzhi muttered, his shock no less than Wang Chong's.
War was a matter for humans, but the sight before them had already surpassed the bounds of what was normal. Even though they were very far away, they could still make out the silhouette of that creature. It was called a creature because it could move freely, and both Wang Chong and Gao Xianzhi could sense an intense vitality from its body. The vitality of a martial artist was like a drop of water in the ocean in comparison.
Moreover, this creature had a huge golden horn like a rhinoceros, a huge body the size of a castle, and a pair of incomparably scarlet eyes. Even from far away, one could feel the desire to destroy everything from its eyes. Everyone who looked at it would involuntarily tremble and feel fear from the depths of their souls, as if they were ants facing a god.
"Could this be … the Behemoth Army that once existed in the Arabian Empire?!"
Wang Chong stood on the high walls, his mind in turmoil. For the first time, he felt that this war had completely surpassed his memories and become unfathomable. The 'Behemoth Army' was a product of the Arabian Empire's golden era. Legends about them had spread far and wide. It was said that they had helped Arabia conquer several powerful countries.
But for some reason, the Behemoth Army had vanished from the history of the Arabian Empire.
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