Chapter 909: Containing the Great Generals! (1/2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
”What's going on?!”
The figure of Abu Muslim in the rear, which had been as steady as Mount Tai, suddenly shuddered as he sprang from his chair in extreme shock. He had participated in many wars and conquered many countries, but he had never seen something like this. A force of more than two hundred thousand elite Arab cavalry had instantly weakened.
Not only that, the sudden drop in strength had thrown the Arab formation at the front into disarray, with numerous Arab cavalry too slow to react ending up impaled on the pikes of the enemy. Boom! Ballista bolts shot over the shield wall and struck the rows of Arab cavalry some twenty zhang away.
Roooar!
A soldier of the Iron Beast Army roared, one hand holding the corpse of a warhorse as he rushed dauntlessly toward a thick ballista bolt. But this time, the Dark Blood Shield and Iron Beast Halo were not effective. Once it blew through the horse corpse, the ballista bolt continued unabated, easily piercing through the soldier's armor and then carrying along his body through the air.
It then struck a second, third, a fourth… In a short period of time, the black ballista bolt had pierced through eight Arab cavalrymen, nailing the last four to the ground.
Whooshwhooshwhoosh! Similar sights played out elsewhere on the battlefield. The hundreds upon thousands of ballista bolts fell like a thick rain over the battlefield, but their effect this time was totally different. Bangbangbang! Corpses crashed to the ground as the area in front of the first defense line was swiftly cleared.
”Release!”
”Release!”
”Release!”
Amidst the ballista army, Chen Bin coldly looked down from a transport carriage, his sword constantly swinging down. Having served Wang Chong for so long, Chen Bin was completely clear on what had happened. This was an incredibly rare opportunity, the best chance for the ballistae to display their might.
Swooshswooshswoosh!
Nine thousand!
Ten thousand!
Eleven thousand!
Twelve thousand!
The Arab losses had instantly ballooned under the intense ballista fire, and this number was still climbing. Currently, the Arabs had lost twenty-four thousand men to Chen Bin's ballistae.
……
The Arabs were far from the only ones affected. So were the Tibetans and Western Turks on the eastern line.
The Tibetans and Western Turks had been relying on their overwhelming numbers to suppress Li Siye, Sun Zhiming, Zhuang Zhengping, Chi Weisi, and the others, but the moment Wang Chong unleashed his Bane of the Battlefield Halo, the situation was immediately reversed. The Turko-Tibetan force instantly found themselves on the back foot, with many of their number dying to the charge of the Wushang Cavalry and other Tang cavalry.
”What is that? Just what did that brat do?”
In the rear, Duwu Sili narrowed his eyes, his pupils constricting, his shock no less than Abu Muslim's on the other end of the battlefield. Almost instinctively, he turned to Dalun Ruozan and Huoshu Huicang. This was Duwu Sili's first encounter with Wang Chong, but this was not the case for Dalun Ruozan and Huoshu Huicang. If there was one person who understood what had just happened, it could only be Dalun Ruozan.
”Great General, I also have no explanation for this matter.”
Dalun Ruozan bitterly smiled. He knew what Duwu Sili was thinking, but he really could not explain it. This was not his first time exchanging blows with Wang Chong, but Wang Chong still had many mysteries about him, like what had taken place just moments ago.
”In truth, a similar thing took place in the war of the southwest, but it definitely wasn't as powerful as it is now. it seems that it isn't just his status and grasp of strategy that have improved. His strength has also increased.”
Wang Chong had far too many mysteries. His art of war, his use of metal modules, the cement road he had built through the Great Tang, and the unique halos he used… Dalun Ruozan had never encountered as inexplicable an existence as Wang Chong before.