Chapter 769: The Death of Buluhu! (1/2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Five thousand, seven thousand, nine thousand… in the distance, the losses of the Tibetan Mountain Army had risen to incredible levels, and this number was still climbing at an astonishing pace. The power and efficiency of five thousand Wushang Cavalry charging in Arrow Formation simply couldn't be compared to the three hundred from before.
But the battle was far from over.
”Ready!”
A loud voice echoed through the skies. In front of the scale-like steel walls, Chen Bin raised his sword. Cavalry charging at high speeds wouldn't just stop, and though Li Siye had led the Wushang in a charge through their ranks, dividing the army in two, those two halves were still hurtling toward the walls.
Right now, with Wang Chong's five thousand Wushang Cavalry already deployed, the Tang had only around fifteen hundred elites from the southwest and experts from the great clans. Sixty zhang, fifty zhang, forty zhang, thirty zhang… the distance was getting smaller and smaller, and if these Tibetan cavalry charging under their inertia were not stopped, the eight thousand craftsmen transferred from the City of Steel to the plateau would be crushed beneath the hooves of the Tibetan warhorses.
Twenty-five zhang, twenty-four zhang, twenty-three zhang…
At twenty zhang, Chen Bin finally gave the order.
”Release!”
Buzz!
Thousands of arrows suddenly exploded out of the foremost of the steel walls, covering the sky.
”Aaaah!” Screams filled the air as countless Tibetans and their horses were pincushioned, their corpses falling to the ground.
'Beehives', this heavy weaponry that Wang Chong had installed within the City of Steel, had also been installed on the plateau for this battle and were now displaying their formidable killing power.
”Release!”
Chen Bin waved his sword, and yet another volley of arrows was fired, felling several thousand more Tibetan cavalry before the walls. The operation of the 'beehives' was extremely simple, and even though Chen Bin commanded only around fifteen hundred cavalry, he could utilize three thousand beehives.
And each beehive had forty to fifty arrows.
All fired at once, this was 150,000 arrows, and this was only with what Wang Chong had available to him. Even the Tibetans and their plate armor would suffer heavy casualties against these volleys of arrows that came at them from every angle.
”Careful!”
”Dodge the arrows!”
Tibetan shouts rang out over the battlefield. These terrifying attacks made all the Tibetan officers tremble in fear. No one had expected that even without the terrifying force of five thousand cavalry, the remaining Tang forces would still possess such frightening fighting power.
In this exchange, seven to eight thousand Tibetans had fallen beneath those silver walls, the dense gathering of human and horse corpses forming yet another barrier for the Tang.
”What's going on here? They definitely aren't the Qixi Protectorate army. Where could such a formidable Tang army have come from?”
All the Tibetans felt a deep shock and an even greater fear. The power of those five thousand cavalry and this dreadful volley of arrows had surpassed all their expectations.
The entire army was in chaos.
Roooar!
At this moment, everyone heard a heaven-shaking roar, a peal of thunder that cleaved open the skies and awed the entire plateau.
As the battlefield fell into chaos, Li Siye, the commander of the Wushang Cavalry, finally struck. A powerful Sword Qi soared into the sky like a storm, momentarily looking down from the sky before slashing down at the greatest concentration of Tibetans.
”Aaaah!” Screams of the dying filled the air as the Sword Qi swept over the earth. It cleaved open a pitch-black fissure in the earth, twenty-some zhang long, and also cleaved apart the commander of the Tibetan Mountain Army, Buluhu.
Buluhu's eyes were wide open as the two halves of his body were struck by the wind and toppled to the ground.
Although Buluhu was a Tibetan general of some fame in the northern region of the plateau, he was still no match for the future Invincible Great General Li Siye.
He had still died to Li Siye's full-strength blow.
With Buluhu dead, the remaining Tibetans were leaderless, hastening their collapse.
”Run!”
The first to flee were Buluhu's personal guards. Against the terrifying Wushang Cavalry and the surrounding corpses of their comrades, Buluhu's elite guards had lost their nerve.
Regardless of where these Great Tang cavalry had come from, the Tibetans were simply no match for them.
The fleeing guards were like a signal. In an instant, the Mountain Army fell apart, all of the soldiers losing their confidence.
In the face of this army of unprecedented strength, the veteran Mountain Army that had subjugated so many countries was collapsing like a crumbling mountain face, all their ferocity and courage vanishing into nothingness.
”Run!”