“！！！”
Let alone Duwusili, even Huoshu Huizang and Dusong Mangpoje were stunned by Dalun Ruozan's words. Without a doubt, just like Duwusili, they didn't notice this at all.
Dalun Ruozan took in everyone's reactions and smiled without saying a word. In this war, he had seen much more than Duwusili and Huoshu Huizang.
"Although the Behemoth is dead and the Tang Dynasty has the heavy weapons to deal with the Behemoth, this war is far from over. Abu Muslim is the most powerful and ambitious Governor of the East in the history of the Arabian Empire, the one who has conquered the most countries. He can't possibly not have a plan, and he can't possibly allow this war to end like this!"
Dalun Ruozan's eyes were as bright as snow, revealing a penetrating look. It seemed that in this war, nothing could escape his calculations. This was the bearing of a wise general. Even the Heavenly Wolf General Duwusili, who was about to leave, could not help but stop when he heard Dalun Ruozan's words. He turned around and returned to the top of the hill.
In just over a day, even Duwusili didn't realize that he had developed a deep trust in this wise foreign Prime Minister.
"Although the Tang people's giant ballistae look powerful, they are only useful against large targets like giant beasts. Against ordinary soldiers, it was like a catapult. Although it looked imposing, its true lethality was extremely limited. Moreover, no matter how many giant beasts died, I believe that Abu Muslim should have achieved his goal. The Tang people's defense line has been completely opened for them. "
Dalun Ruozan spoke slowly and calmly. There was a strong confidence in his words and actions.
"Also, if my judgment is correct. The people of the Tang dynasty should only have these two giant ballistae, or at most three, no more. Moreover, they must have been hastily assembled. Otherwise, they would have used it when the first giant beast appeared. Therefore, the Tang people's crisis is far from over! "
All was quiet on the hill. Duwu Sili, Huoshu Huicang, and Dusong Mangpoje, these three Great Generals, were all dumbfounded. If the Tang dynasty's situation was as Dalun Ruozan had predicted, then their situation was probably far from good.
"If that's really the case, doesn't that mean they'll die once the ballista is destroyed?"
Dusong Mangpoje could not help but ask.
"Hehe, isn't that right?"
Dalun Ruozan chuckled, revealing a thought-provoking smile.
The first phase of the battle had ended, but it was only now that the war had truly entered its proper rhythm. Dalun Ruozan knew that the following battle would be much more intense than any of the previous ones!
…
In the distance, the mood in the Arab camp was extremely oppressive and oppressive. The cheers of the Behemoths had vanished long ago. When the last of the black boar Behemoths, the Destroyer, fell to the ground, the two hundred thousand Arab soldiers were deathly still, not a single sound coming from them. In the rear of the army, the mood was even more oppressive.
All the Arab soldiers were staring at the hunchbacked figure.
Even though Masil was a trusted aide of the Caliph and the commander of the Behemoth Army, he couldn't help but feel his face turn red and unsightly under this pressure. When he had first arrived, he had been brimming with pride and confidence, believing that the Behemoth Army he had brought with him could sweep away the infidels of the City of Talas.
But in the end, three such powerful behemoths died in front of everyone's eyes on the opposite battlefield. How could Masil maintain his composure?
More importantly, Masil and the Behemoth Army represented the Caliph, one of the strongest forces of the Arabian Empire. This sort of result had undoubtedly shamed both the empire and the Caliph.
"This was an accident! I also didn't know that something like this would happen. The reports you gave me didn't mention that the enemy had these giant ballistae! This sort of thing has never happened before! "
Masil finally couldn't help but argue.
No one said anything, but their gazes were enough to explain the problem.
Arabia was a country of war, a country of conquest. What it worshipped the most was strength. Without strength that could convince others, even a trusted aide of the Caliph would be useless. If Masil had been able to subdue his foe and destroy that fortress, then even if he was a hunchback, everyone would still respect him.
But there was no doubt that he had messed up.
"Enough!"
Abu Muslim finally spoke. In the entire army, he and Ziyad were probably the only people who did not blame Masil. The two of them looked past the army to the other side.
"This battle was not Masil's fault. Moreover, even though the Behemoths are dead, Masil has already helped us accomplish our goal and opened the Tang Dynasty's defense line! Now, it is our turn to attack! "
With these final words, Abu Muslim's eyes flashed with an astonishing cold light. His gaze swept through the air toward the long steel defense line in the distance, immediately locking onto the gap in the wall, which was more than one thousand feet long.
"Pass on my order. All soldiers, get ready. In addition, have the last army prepare to attack."
Bwoooom!
A long horn blared from the Arab army, resounding over the entire western battlefield.
"What is this?!"
In the distance, the Tang Dynasty reinforcements, who were still dealing with the aftermath of the battle, raised their heads in shock at the sound of the horn.
After two rounds of battle, no matter what happened on the Arab side, any movement or change would attract the attention of the entire army. But this was not the only thing that shocked them. In all their battles with the Arabs, they had only heard the beating of war drums. They had never heard the horn blaring from the Arab camp.
At the same time, in front of the majestic walls of Talas, the four supreme Great Generals of the Tang Dynasty had also been drawn to the horn blaring from the Arab camp.
"What's going on? Are the Arabs going to attack again so soon? "
Cheng Qianli turned his head and looked into the distance, and his eyes were filled with astonishment.
"I don't know. The Arabs rarely use the horn. I have a bad feeling. This time, they'll be even more difficult to deal with than the Behemoth Army. "
Gao Xianzhi stood on the left shoulder of the Supreme Desolation God, his expression extremely grave as he watched the Arab army rapidly gathering into square formations and exuding a somber aura.
"Abu Muslim is preparing to personally attack."
It was at this moment that a calm voice rang out in everyone's ears. In an instant, everyone's gazes landed on the young, skinny figure.
"Wang Chong?!"
Gao Xianzhi, Cheng Qianli, and Wang Chong's father Wang Yan all turned their heads to the nearby Wang Chong, confusion and shock on their faces.
"Abu Muslim has already achieved his goal. Our strength has already been weakened, and more importantly … he's already smashed through our defense line."
With these final words, Wang Chong turned his head to the long gap in the first defense line.
There was no need for Wang Chong's order. All the craftsmen had begun to move the moment the first defense line was broken. Hundreds of furnaces spat out flames from the long gap, but the effect was extremely slow.
The hippopotamus-shaped beast not only destroyed the steel walls but also threw them all over the place. More importantly, it completely changed the terrain of the area. The steel walls were easy to repair, but the shattered terrain was not. At the very least, it could not be repaired in a short period of time.
The area in front of Talas fell silent. As they stared at the long gap, the top-class generals of the Tang Dynasty fell silent, their expressions extremely grave. When it rains, it pours. In these two waves of attacks from the Behemoth, the Tang Dynasty had lost more than ten thousand soldiers, their defense line shattered. Even Gao Xianzhi, Cheng Qianli, Wang Yan, and even Wang Chong had consumed a great deal of mental energy, physical strength, and Stellar Energy.
None of them had even caught their breath from the battle. If Abu Muslim were to launch an attack with an army of two hundred thousand soldiers and personally take action, it would be a nightmare for all of them.
At a time like this, the only person who could maintain his composure was Wang Chong, but the waves in his heart were far more intense than anyone else's.
"That horn … is it the Skyquaking Army?"
Wang Chong's mind was in turmoil as he stared in the direction the horn had come from. Gao Xianzhi and Cheng Qianli had not recognized it, but Wang Chong had recognized it the moment the horn had sounded. It was the horn of the Skyquaking Army!
The Arabs did not use horns. Only a special army in the Arabian Empire would use them.
The Skyquaking Army!
Is it finally about to begin?
Wang Chong mentally muttered to himself.
In his last life, Wang Chong had never participated in the Battle of Talas, but Wang Chong knew all the details of this battle by heart. The Skyquaking Army was the formidable force that had shaken everyone on this battlefield! This was not the first time Wang Chong had encountered this force. It had appeared in the war of the southwest.
Six to seven meters tall, sometimes even ten-some meters, had inflicted enormous damage to Wang Chong's soldiers. At the time, they had only been called the 'Giant Army', but Wang Chong was well aware that this force was completely different from last time. This was the true Skyquaking Army!
— A violent, destructive, and terrifying army!
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