Chapter 874: Charge, Battle Against the Arabs! (1/2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Although Wang Chong had never seen the Anxi Protectorate army before, or even interacted with this most powerful army of the Western Regions, in this moment, it left an incredibly deep impression in his mind.
This was the backbone of the Great Tang!
Clang!
Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Chong coldly unsheathed his sword and aimed it at the Arabs, its tip gleaming with cold light.
”All soldiers, full-speed charge!”
Boom!
The earth quaked as the more than one hundred thousand soldiers standing on the hill suddenly transformed into a flood that surged down toward Talas.
”Kiiill!”
Battle cries resounded over the plains. The first to charge down from the hill was the Invincible Great General Li Siye and his five thousand disciplined Wushang Cavalry, all of them armed to the teeth. Clang! A dazzling war halo erupted from Li Siye's body, rapidly expanding to the rest of his soldiers. This was followed by a second, a third, a fourth… In the blink of an eye, thousands of war halos had been unleashed, shrouding the Wushang Cavalry and rendering them into a moving fortress.
Boom!
The sheer momentum of this charge was enough to knock over mountains and cleave apart seas, and it seemed like no army could stand against it!
”Kiiill!”
Close behind the Wushang Cavalry, the cavalry of the Qixi Protectorate army and the Annan Protectorate army had formed the second echelon, their war halos expanding down the hills like rushing floodwaters. Behind them were thousands of chariots and military transport carriages, pulled along by warhorses into a fierce gallop.
Despite the speed, all these chariots and carriages remained in tight formation, without the slightest hint of turmoil.
”Charge!”
At the same time, more than ten thousand troops, consisting of the regular soldiers from Greater and Lesser Balur, the Gangke, and the other mercenaries of the Western Regions, charged out from the left and right flanks with a roar. One wave, two waves, three waves… the more than one hundred thousand soldiers were like a vast sea, pouring over the hills to wash over the plains.
”The Tang, it's the Tang!”
”Get ready! Adjust the formation!”
”Directly to the east! Hurry and assemble! Infantry, raise shields! All cavalry, prepare to attack!”
Sharp shouts rang out over the army. In the face of this army of more than one hundred thousand Tang soldiers, the Arabs that had been putting all their strength into a disciplined assault on Talas fell into disorder and turmoil. Wang Chong's meticulous preparations were now showing their worth.
It was essentially impossible for an army of three hundred thousand soldiers focused on besieging a city to turn around in such a short amount of time. A small boat could adjust its course, but not a large ship. The only effect of this string of orders was to make the three hundred thousand Arab soldiers descend into chaos.
”Get ready! Assemble!”
Just when the Qixi Protectorate army was about to make impact, a loud and dignified voice came from the easternmost flank. The sound of this voice instantly caused the turmoil to fade away. As if answering a summons, the Arab soldiers on the eastern flank suddenly calmed down and began to rapidly gather.
”Second and third units, draw back! Tenth unit, advance!”
Following these clear and precise orders, the Arab soldiers began to step forward, planting their large infantry shields in the ground. Each of these shields was taller than a man, both sturdy and thick. Countless of these shields being planted in the ground had essentially created a wall of steel on the eastern flank of the battlefield.
And behind this steel wall, the disorderly army was swiftly assembling into countless fortress-like formations. In a few short moments, the Arabs had gathered thirty thousand infantry and forty thousand valiant cavalry.
This strength was enough to deal with at least one hundred thousand enemies!
Rumble!
It was at this moment that the army of seventy thousand parted, the earth rumbling as an Arab general slowly trotted out, a storm of energy rising from his body. He wore a golden hood and golden armor, and underneath him was a brown Arabian steed. His arrival on the battlefield was like the descent of a god.
The surrounding Arab soldiers all bowed to this general, expressions of awe and respect on their faces.
Umar!
This was one of the most famous generals in the eastern region of the Abbasid Caliphate, and one of the most powerful generals serving Governor of the East Abu Muslim. In the Abbasid Caliphate, he had yet another name: the Arabian Arrow!