The Human Emperor c1-2382
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Once his ballista army had reached the vicinity of the Nine Dragon Blood Formation, Su Hanshan swung down his sword and gave another order. “Fan distribution!”
The five thousand ballistae spread apart like flowing water, perfectly encompassing the Nine Dragon Blood Formation and Wang Yan’s infantry. Together, the three forces formed a tight and powerful defensive system.
Even though Su Hanshan’s strength was still lacking, in terms of strategy and tactics, Su Hanshan was already showing the traits of a future Great General who could hold his own on the battlefield.
Wang Yan cared little for what was going on behind him. The sight of that familiar figure caused him to urge his horse into an even faster gallop.
Bzzzz! Light flashed, and Wang Yan suddenly vanished, replaced by a pitch-black light that swelled rapidly.
Roooar!
There was a heaven-shaking roar as a gigantic golden-armored god appeared on the battlefield. His every stride covered ten-some meters as he strode toward Huoshu Huicang.
The golden-armored god exuded an extremely powerful aura and its massive body made all the Arab elites on the battlefield seem like insignificant ants.
On the other side, Huoshu Huicang’s brow rose as he saw that massive Mighty Miracle God and heard the crescendoing rumbling of the earth. Immediately, he used the Vairocana Buddha Golden Body Mantra.
In the blink of an eye, a massive Buddha shining with golden light appeared on the battlefield. As he gazed at Wang Yan, Huoshu Huicang exploded with an astonishing will to fight and began to charge even faster onto the battlefield.
At almost the same time, Wang Yan’s eyes flashed with cold light as he controlled the Mighty Miracle God to increase its speed. Boom! Boom! Boom! He began to stride toward Huoshu Huicang’s golden Buddha.
The two mortal foes from the southwest met once more on the foreign battlefield of Talas. One regarded Huoshu Huicang as a long-time foe and invader of the Great Tang, a bringer of disaster, and a powerful Great General. The other had sworn to wash off the shame of the war of the southwest.
Rumble!
A moment later, the world seemed to be torn apart as the gigantic figures of Huoshu Huicang and Wang Yan collided.
Winds exploded, blowing dust and gravel in all directions, while powerful shockwaves shook the entire battlefield.
Dalun Ruozan imperceptibly creased his brow at this sight. From what he could see, Huoshu Huicang would clearly not be able to overcome Wang Yan in the short term.
“Dusong Mangpoje, go!” Dalun Ruozan abruptly ordered.
Dusong Mangpoje said nothing, but his eyes were fixed on the area where the Demonic Emperor Old Man was battling with Qutaybah. His fists were clenched and sharp light was flitting through his eyes.
“I know what you’re thinking, but now is not the time! Reckless actions will make all our efforts meaningless!” Dalun Ruozan sternly said.
“Understood!”
Dusong Mangpoje took in a deep breath, calmed his mind, and began to ride toward the Nine Dragon Blood War Banner. In a clattering of armor, he swept past Dalun Ruozan and vanished into the distance.
“Bastard!”
Mameluke Commander Aybak was also watching the battlefield.
Seeing Qutaybah, Abu Muslim, and Huoshu Huicang all being stopped by the Great Tang had made his face a sheet of ice and filled his eyes with an overwhelming desire to kill.
“Hear my order! All soldiers, move out! I don’t believe that there’s a formation that my Mamelukes can’t break!”
Aybak snatched at a nearby warhorse and mounted it.
Clang! As Aybak’s right thigh pressed against the horse, an enormous halo erupted from his body with a metallic clatter and spread to all the Mamelukes.
“Pharaoh Halo!”
This dazzling and dark red halo exhibited twice the power in Aybak’s hands than in Faisal’s.
Clangclangclang! Buffed by the true supreme power of the Pharaoh Halo, the speed, dexterity, and defensive capabilities of the Mamelukes began to soar.
Aybak’s gaze was as sharp as a blade as he glared at the Nine Dragon Blood War Banner. With a wave of his sword, the seven-thousand-some Mamelukes charged forward.
Clang!
Not long after Aybak departed, Ziyad took in a deep breath, gripped the Ocean Ring, and mounted his own warhorse.
“I’d like to see just how capable you are, just how many of us you can stop!”
The fires of rage had stirred in Ziyad’s mind. The Arabs were a proud and confident people.
This battle was no longer about seizing a strategic fortress of the Silk Road. This was a clash between Arabia and the Great Tang, between West and East, a battle of wills, strength, and self-confidence.
No matter what, Arabia could not lose to these eastern countries.
Neeeigh! Ziyad swiftly vanished from beneath the black Arabian war banners, plunging into the churning battlefield.
“Ziyad has moved out. Leave him to me!”
Cheng Qianli took out his sword as he looked into the distance.
He had been paying attention to the other side this entire time, and he had immediately noticed Ziyad moving out.
This was not the first time they had exchanged blows. Cheng Qianli knew Ziyad’s martial arts and fighting style like the back of his hand, so no one was better than him for holding Ziyad down.
“Mm!”
Wang Chong nodded and quickly turned his gaze to Aybak and his seven thousand Mamelukes, followed by the Celestial Wolf Cavalry and Mutri Great Cavalry, who had also noticed the change in the situation.
In yesterday’s battle, the Mutri Great Cavalry and Celestial Wolf Cavalry had suffered the most losses. Although they were all top-class cavalry, their weapons and equipment were clearly lacking compared to the Mamelukes and the Wushang Cavalry, which was the primary reason for their losses.
But even so, three forces together still numbered twelve thousand men.
“Wushang Cavalry, hear my order! Follow me!”
Wang Chong’s eyes flashed with cold light as he gave the order.
Aybak had moved out, and his seven thousand Mamelukes bolstered by his halos were a powerful and intimidating force. This was the true Pharaoh Halo, and Cui Piaoqi and Banahan would not be enough to stop them.
“Let’s see which is stronger, the true Pharaoh Halo or the Asura Hell Formation!”
With a fierce look in his eyes, Wang Chong galloped out from under the Tang banner.
Neeeigh! The White-hoofed Shadow’s cries resounded over the battlefield as Wang Chong charged out from the steel walls. Clang! A massive halo with a radius of ten-some meters exploded from under Wang Chong’s feet. Sinister and dreadful, it swept out like a storm and spread to all the Wushang Cavalry.
Chapter 1108 - Duwu Sili's Goal!
Chapter 1108: Duwu Sili’s Goal!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Awooooo!
The temperature in a range of tens of thousands of feet suddenly plunged while chilly winds swept over the earth.
Frightening howls suddenly rang out in everyone’s ears, the wails and screams of countless resentful spirits. Everyone who heard this sound felt a fear that came from the very depths of their souls.
Gallop! Hooves thundered past the first defense line and toward the battlefield.
In a churning cloud of dust, Wang Chong led all the Wushang Cavalry like an unstoppable comet toward Aybak and the three supreme cavalry forces of three empires.
Dalun Ruozan had been paying close attention to this battle the entire time. When he saw Wang Chong leading the seven thousand Wushang Cavalry with a momentum that was not one bit weaker than the three other major cavalry forces, he couldn’t help but show a hint of concern.
There was no going back for Ü-Tsang, and the Arabs had also invested a large number of soldiers, so this battle could not be lost. No matter what, they had to destroy the Nine Dragon Blood War Banner, the Tang’s greatest support.
/> But the Tibetans had already sent all of their commanders, and the three empires no longer had many Great Generals. Other than Governor Osman of Cairo, who was still nervously observing the situation and ready to enter the fray at any moment, there was only…
“Hahaha, it seems like I’m the only one who has yet to enter the battlefield!”
Before Dalun Ruozan could say anything, he was interrupted by brazen laughter. Duwu Sili seemed to have predicted what was going to be said, his horse taking several paces forward.
Dalun Ruozan was so stunned that he was momentarily speechless. Duwu Sili was a shrewd fellow who would always choose to hide until he couldn’t hide anymore.
Moreover, his every move and action was usually for the sake of some goal, but now, before anything had even been said, Duwu Sili had volunteered himself. This had truly caught Dalun Ruozan by surprise. For the first time, Dalun Ruozan couldn’t tell what Duwu Sili was up to.
“Hyah!” Duwu Sili bellowed, his horse neighing and armor clattering as he rode his glossy-maned black steed sweeping past Dalun Ruozan and into the battlefield.
“It seems like I’m the only one left to deal with this!”
At this moment, the only person left behind the defense line was the Wushang Village Chief.
Although the Wushang Village Chief was very strong, he was still very old, even older than the Demonic Emperor Old Man. This was also why Wang Chong had left him for the very last.
Moreover, even though he was a formidable martial artist, he was no master of commanding soldiers. At the very least, the Wushang Village Chief could not lead the Wushang Cavalry in a charge. Thus, in the end, he was the only one left to deal with Duwu Sili.
The Wushang Village Chief’s white cane paused for a moment, and then he emerged from the defense line.
Bang!
The moment the Wushang Village Chief stepped beyond the steel walls, the winds gusted and a destructive attack shot toward the Wushang Village Chief as fast as lightning.
Boom! In the blink of an eye, it had struck the Stellar Energy around the Wushang Village Chief.
Through the immense shockwave, everyone could clearly see that what had attacked the Wushang Village Chief was an arrow as thick as a finger and more than five feet long.
This arrow had left a white scar in the air that dragged on for twenty-some meters and was still in the process of closing up. From this, one could see that the person who had loosed this arrow was absurdly powerful.
But even more astonishing was what happened to the arrow when it struck the Wushang Village Chief. They could all see that this long arrow seemed to have encountered some unseen barrier. It was frozen in the air, unable to advance a single inch.
Crickcrack! The five-foot-long arrow began to splinter starting from its tip. A moment later, the arrow forged from Deep Sea Xuan Metal had exploded into powder.
And even at the very end, the arrow hadn’t been able to get within even three feet of the Wushang Village Chief.
Buzz!
This sight left many Arab, Tibetan, and Western Turk generals stunned.
This white-haired elder of the Great Tang had to be over seventy and was walking around on a cane, appearing ready to fall over at any moment. No one had expected him to be so powerful that simply his external Stellar Energy would be able to stop a five-foot arrow.
The Wushang Village Chief said nothing, only raised his head and looked at the distant Shamask.
Shamask also had a stunned expression on his face. He had never expected this old man to be so powerful that even an arrow fired by a Brigadier General like him wouldn’t be able to injure a single hair.
“Haaah…”
The Wushang Village Chief sighed as he extended a finger from out of his sleeve and lightly flicked.
Pop! A moment later, a halberd sticking up from the corpses of a few Arab horsemen nearby suddenly flew into the air, guided by some invisible energy to rapidly shoot toward Shamask.
“Not good!”
Just a moment ago, the Wushang Village Chief had raised a hand, and over the vast distance, Shamask had barely been able to see that his sleeve had shaken a little, but he had no idea what the Wushang Village Chief had actually done.
But now, Shamask felt an extreme danger that made his skull feel like it was going to explode.
With no time to think, Shamask threw himself backward and awkwardly rolled off his horse.
Boom!
Just as Shamask rolled off his horse, a broken halberd swept over the back of his horse and stabbed into the army behind him.
Booooom! The halberd’s impact created a massive explosion.
In the explosive shockwave, several dozen Arab cavalry didn’t even have time to scream before they were blown to bits, even their armor and scimitars pulverized into powder.
Shamask instantly broke into a cold sweat. Even he could easily kill several dozen Arab cavalry with a single move, but pulverizing their armor and weapons was simply impossible.
If he hadn’t reacted so quickly and rolled off his horse, he would probably be a corpse by now.
Neeeigh!
Just as Shamask was breathing a sigh of relief, he suddenly heard the dying scream of a horse.
Shamask turned in shock and was just in time to see the warhorse that had accompanied him for ten-some years drop to the ground.
As for the saddle… it had somehow disappeared. Shamask’s face became ghastly pale.
While Shamask was reeling in shock, there was a flash of light in the distance.
Gallop!
Duwu Sili, using the Celestial Wolf’s Divine Procession, was riding through the air, a storm in human form that charged toward the Nine Dragon Blood War Banner and the Wushang Village Chief.
He exuded a heroic aura, his black cape snapping in the wind and his sharp eyes making the weak-willed quail in fear.
“Little friend, please hold!”
As Duwu Sili charged forward, a white-haired figure holding a cane suddenly appeared in front of him.
No one knew how the Wushang Village Chief had appeared there. He had seemed to encounter no obstructions on his journey, and the many Arab cavalry who were now behind him were completely baffled.
The Celestial Wolf Great General Duwu Sili was famous amongst both the Western Turks and the people of the Central Plains, but in the mouth of the Wushang Village Chief, he was just a ‘little friend’. But in terms of age, Duwu Sili truly was much younger than him.
“Hey!”
Duwu Sili’s black Turkic steed stopped in the air, its mane wildly blowing in the wind. Duwu Sili’s own hair was also being blown about by the gale.
At the sight of the Wushang Village Chief, an unfathomable and wicked smile passed over Duwu Sili’s face.
The Wushang Village Chief squinted, but just when he thought that Duwu Sili would unleash some powerful attack…
Boom! Before the Wushang Village Chief could react, Duwu Sili and his horse suddenly drew a massive arc through the air and began to charge back into the rear at lightning speed.
In the blink of an eye, he was gone.
“This!”
Despite all that the Wushang Village Chief had experienced in his long life, even though he was at an age where he was barely moved by what went on around him, he was still left dumbfounded.
Duwu Sili had come with such a heroic air and the Wushang Village Chief had already been prepared to fight a major battle, but to his surprise, at the final moment, Duwu Sili had chosen to run.
“This… What is Duwu Sili doing?”
At this moment, let alone the Wushang Village Chief, even the deputy next to Dalun Ruozan was left befuddled.
Dalun Ruozan said nothing. His brow was also covered in a gloomy cloud.
“What Duwu Sili is doing is no longer important,” Dalun Ruozan suddenly declared after a few moments of thought. “Whether he runs or fights, he’s succeeded at his goal!”
“Ah!”
The deputy froze in surp
rise.
In the distance, the Wushang Village Chief was still trying to determine what Duwu Sili had been scheming when a panicked shout suddenly rang out over the battlefield.
“Not good! It’s the Governor of Cairo, Osman!”
The Wushang Village Chief’s body shivered as he turned his head.
Chapter 1109 - Danger! The Nine Dragon Blood War Banner!
Chapter 1109: Danger! The Nine Dragon Blood War Banner!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
In the distance, a stalwart and muscular figure had suddenly appeared in front of the Nine Dragon Blood War Banner. This figure was so large and bulky that it was somewhat like a bear’s, but this person had hidden his aura so well that no one had noticed as he traveled through the crowd. Only now did he choose to fiercely unleash his energy.
“Not good!”
In shock, the Wushang Village Chief immediately understood.
Duwu Sili had never been afraid to fight. Rather, he had been luring the tiger from the mountain. His goal had never been to fight with him, but to lure him away from the target.
Bzzz! The Wushang Village Chief turned around and immediately began to journey back.
It wasn’t merely the Wushang Village Chief who had noticed what had happened. Wang Chong, Gao Xianzhi, Cheng Qianli, and Wang Yan had also seen what was happening.
But it was all too late.
Osman had begun to move even earlier than Duwu Sili. Right before Duwu Sili had entered the battlefield, the Governor of Cairo had surreptitiously vanished from underneath his black Nile war banner.
Duwu Sili had succeeded in drawing the attention of the Wushang Village Chief, allowing the furtive Osman to reach the Nine Dragon Blood War Banner.
“Hahaha, nothing but ants! Once I seize this banner, let me see how all of you can still fight back!”
Governor Osman rode upon a black Arabian steed, his beard trembling and his entire body bursting with energy. No matter how many tricks or ritual tools the Great Tang used the West would emerge victorious over the East! In the end, Arabia would carry the day!
“Stop him!”
“Don’t let him get close!”
The reaction of the Divine Martial Army, Divine Prison Army, Roaring Tiger Army, and all the rest of the Tang elite armies to the sight of Osman appearing out of nowhere like some ghost was one of panicked roars and pale faces.