"The Tang Dynasty cannot be defeated!"
"The Tang Dynasty cannot be defeated!"
Wang Chong clenched his fists so tightly that his bones creaked.
No one understood better than him that once Talas was lost, the Tang Dynasty would never have a chance to rise again. The Western Regions would be lost, Qixi would be lost, Longxi would be lost, Youzhou would be sickened, the Tang Dynasty would fall into internal strife, and the calamity would descend … Step by step, the Tang Dynasty would descend into an abyss of eternal damnation. If he wanted to change all this and save the Tang Dynasty, he had to hold Talas and defeat Arabia.
Only by holding Talas could he slowly reverse the tragic fate of the Tang Dynasty.
Moreover, the Stone of Destiny would not allow him to retreat. Retreat meant death!
Roooar!
The distant Behemoths roared, and as Wang Chong clenched his teeth and refused to retreat, a cloud of dust rose from the defense line. The Burning One, the Consecrated, and the white bear were wreaking havoc on the first defense line, causing countless Tang Dynasty soldiers to flee in panic, thousands of corpses in their wake.
Blood seeped into the ground, and in a place where no one could see, a figure sinisterly chuckled.
"Die! Die! All of you, die for me!
"My obedient pets, kill all these infidels for me!"
The hunchbacked Masil sat on the head of the centipede monster, his hands raised high into the air. Blood seeped down from the ground, dripping onto his head, face, and arms. Masil's face was suffused with the ultimate joy of slaughter.
As the commander of the Behemoth Army, a favored subject of the Caliph, a deformed and ugly monster, even in the Arabian Empire, Masil was a sinister and terrifying existence feared by all. But few people knew that Masil was even more sinister and terrifying than he let on.
Masil had never feared war. Wherever there was a stalemate, there would be Masil and his Behemoths.
In every battle, Masil's favorite thing to do was to dive into the ground while the Behemoths crushed their foes into meat paste, allowing the thick blood to wash over him like a raging river.
And through this slaughter and blood, Masil obtained boundless pleasure. This was far more satisfying and intoxicating than his status as the commander of the Behemoth Beast Army and a favored subject of the Caliph.
"I said before, no one can stop my Behemoths, not even these Tang people. Kill them all for me! Hahaha … "
Masil's eyes were round as he wildly laughed, his expression one of excitement.
The Great Tang had already been defeated, and Masil was well aware that the moment he had sent out his four strongest Behemoths, the Tang had already lost. Moreover, there were still the two hundred thousand elite Arab cavalry.
"There's only that brat left!"
Masil narrowed his eyes as this thought flitted through his mind.
These infidels who had opposed Arabia truly deserved to be killed, but in Masil's mind, there was one person who was even more detestable than the Tang people. This was someone that Masil had to kill as soon as possible.
Three Behemoths was the largest loss the Behemoth Army had ever suffered in its history, and it was a disgrace to Masil.
Once I kill you, I'll personally make your head into a toilet bowl!
Masil inwardly sneered, and a moment later, he used a spell to communicate with the giant ape on the ground. Of all the Behemoths, the Consecrated's strength was unquestionable. No Behemoth was stronger than it.
… …
Dust churned on the ground as the four Behemoths wreaked havoc on the battlefield like evil spirits of the apocalypse. Suddenly, a savage light flashed through the scarlet eyes of the giant ape on the far left as it locked onto the distant Wang Chong. Roooar!
The Behemoth roared, and with several leaps, the giant ape abandoned the others and lunged at Wang Chong. Its steely fist created a massive vortex in the air as it smashed toward Wang Chong with the momentum of a thunderbolt.
The giant ape's attack had been extremely sudden, and it had chosen the exact moment when the Tang Dynasty had been routed and Wang Chong had received the order to break out of the encirclement. Wang Chong's mind was in turmoil as he prepared to retreat.
"Marquis! Watch out! "
"Ballista soldiers, stop the Behemoths!"
"Marquis! Boom! "
… …
The roars of the Behemoths had attracted the attention of the Behemoths, and when they saw this sight, they were all stunned and terrified. Marquis was truly powerful, but even more powerful were the Behemoths raised by Arabia, existences that could destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth.
Even more frightening was that Marquis was standing there motionless, clearly in a daze.
Boomboomboom!
On the vast battlefield, a series of booming sounds rang out. Long black crossbow bolts whizzed out from all directions like flood dragons emerging from the sea, shooting towards the giant ape's sky-blotting fist. At this moment, all the ballista soldiers that were not under attack and could still fire were participating in the assault.
However, there was only a series of earth-shattering metallic sounds. All of the black crossbow bolts seemed to have hit the giant ape's fist, and all of the attacks were completely blocked, as if they had hit the hardest layer of barriers. Sharp ballista bolts, each weighing tens of thousands of jin, rained down from the sky. The giant ape's fist, on the other hand, accelerated toward Wang Chong.
"Ah!"
Cries of alarm rang out as everyone felt their hearts go cold.
"Wang Chong, watch out!"
Just when it seemed like Wang Chong was about to be struck by the Consecrated, a figure suddenly shot forward, swinging his sword and unleashing a destructive beam of Sword Qi at the giant ape's fist.
"Gao Xianzhi, you should worry about yourself! Buzz!
Weng! Something strange happened. In that instant, black smoke billowed behind the giant ape, and a powerful blast of energy blotted out the sky. Like a bolt of lightning, it struck Gao Xianzhi's majestic Sword Qi with a boom. Before the sword could strike the giant ape and stop its attack, it was struck by the vast, powerful, and steel-like energy. With a rumble, it vanished into nothingness.
"How could this be?!"
On the ground, everyone who saw this scene was shocked. Gao Xianzhi was the commander of the Anxi Protectorate army and one of the top-class Great Generals of the Tang Dynasty. His fighting prowess was probably on par with Duwusili. But someone had been able to scatter his Sword Qi with a single blow. This sort of cultivation was simply astonishing.
Abu Muslim!
In the air, Gao Xianzhi turned his head and saw the figure that stood out from the army behind the huge beast. His pupils constricted, and his expression instantly changed. His heart instantly sank to the bottom of the lake.
The person who had intercepted Gao Xianzhi had an eagle's eyes, a deep nose, and a black cape that flapped in the wind. He was like a demon god from the abyss, and he was nearly 1.9 meters tall. Even amongst the many Great Generals, he stood out from the rest, his body tall and straight. His disdainful eyes exuded a callous and decisive aura. Anyone who saw him could tell at a glance that he was a man of great skill and daring.
But what left the deepest impression was the unique energy exuded by this person. It was the scent of steel and fire. This scent was everywhere, filling every pore of his body, every cell, and even every breath.
This was a man who was truly born for battle, a natural-born warrior, a pure soldier, and the most revered, respected, and charismatic leader in the hearts of millions of soldiers!
In the entire eastern region of the Arabian Empire, Abu Muslim was probably the only person who possessed this sort of temperament. After patiently waiting for so long, Abu Muslim had finally taken the field. The Tang Dynasty had already been in a perilous situation, and now that the Arab commander Abu Muslim had taken the field, the Tang Dynasty was in an extremely perilous situation.
"Gao Xianzhi, I respect you as a hero, so in this battle, I will personally send you on your way!"
Abu Muslim's voice was articulate, and as he spoke, a pitch-black fist energy as heavy as a mountain flew through the air, thundering toward Gao Xianzhi with the speed of a thunderbolt. The moment Abu Muslim punched, a dreadful roar resounded through the air as boundless flames exploded out. Behind Abu Muslim, one could faintly make out the image of a demon god covered in violet-black scales, the hairs of an ox protruding from its body.
Behind the gigantic Demon God, there was a huge golden-red pillar.
The Seventy-Two Demon God Pillars!
Abu Muslim was the commander of the army and one of the supreme experts of the Abbasid Caliphate. In his youth, he had been waging war all over the world, and in one of the countries he had conquered that had ties to the Abbasid Caliphate, Abu Muslim had inadvertently obtained a legendary Arabian martial art, the Seventy-Two Demon God Pillars Art.
In the legends of the Abbasid Caliphate, seventy-two powerful and terrifying demon gods lived in the sea. They were the enemies of the entire continent, constantly destroying the human world. Later on, the gods sealed them in the Seventy-Two Demon God Pillars and threw them into the depths of the sea. These were the Seventy-Two Demon God Pillars.
But even though they had been sealed, the abilities of the Seventy-Two Demon God Pillars had been passed down. This was the powerful Seventy-Two Demon God Pillars Art!
They had been recorded in seventy-two secret manuals that had been passed down through the generations of the Abbasid Caliphate. But as the fires of war and the passage of time passed down, a large portion of the Seventy-Two Demon God Pillars Art had been lost. But the Seventy-Two Demon God Pillars Art that had been passed down through the ages had each possessed astonishing abilities. Each person who had obtained a copy of the Seventy-Two Demon God Pillars Art had become an extremely powerful existence in history. If they weren't Great Generals, they were governors, and they had accomplished incredible feats, becoming legendary existences in Arab history.
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