Chapter 994: The Flaw of the Behemoths! (1/2)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

”Stop! Get in line!”

In the chaos, an Arab general attempted to restrain and consolidate the army to prevent the soldiers from running over each other. But not long after he issued this order, an enormous foot squashed both him and the formations of soldiers that had just formed up into paste.

”Forget about the formations! Run!”

Screams came from behind the fleeing Arabs, but were swiftly extinguished as if someone had snapped their necks, causing shivers of fear to run through everyone who heard them.

This almost corporeal threat of death made even the bravest Arab soldier panic. But now that Wang Chong had stimulated all the potential of these Behemoths, these Arab soldiers could not flee fast enough. Eighty thousand, ninety thousand, ninety-six thousand… the Arab losses soared. Countless severed limbs, Arabian scimitars, and suits of armor carpeted the ground amidst seas and rivers of blood.

”It's over! The Arabs have lost this battle. There's no more suspense about that!”

On the high hills, amidst blustery winds, the three Tibetan commanders felt depressed. It was like the defeat of the Arabs had been their own defeat.

If the lips died, the teeth would be exposed to the chill. If the doughty Arabs had lost to the Tang, then it would be even more difficult for the Tibetans and their meager force to win.

”We should prepare to withdraw. If we stick around, we will be the ones suffering terrible losses!”

Huoshu Huicang's first thought was to retreat. Just one of the Behemoths the Arabs had raised was enough to inflict massive losses on his men, let alone four.

”But the Arabs are still our allies. Before withdrawing, should we launch a diversionary assault to help them escape?” Dusong Mangpoje said, his mind in a complicated mood. He turned his head to Dalun Ruozan. Dalun Ruozan had made all the preparations and planning for this campaign, so only he could decide whether to withdraw or stay.

Dalun Ruozan said nothing. He calmly looked forward, his large sleeve flapping in the wind. Neither Huoshu Huicang nor Dusong Mangpoje could tell what he was thinking.

”No rush!” Dalun Ruozan suddenly said. ”The Arabs truly have lost, but this war was far from as simple as you think it is.”

With these final words, Dalun Ruozan focused his eyes on the Behemoths, a sharpness to his gaze.

……

At this moment, on the western battlefield of Talas, the Arabs were in complete disarray as they retreated.

I just hope that they can last as long as possible. That's all I can do! Wang Chong quietly said to himself.

Even though numerous Arabs were being felled, Wang Chong was not as happy or excited as one would imagine. His mind was controlling the four Behemoths, so he could clearly sense the changes in their bodies.

Fwoosh!

As the Burning One spat out flame after flame, it was no longer just suffering a problem of accuracy. Even the strength and heat of the flames were decreasing. Its body was shuddering and swaying, and though it hadn't collapsed yet, each step seemed to take all the strength in its body. Each stagger forward seemed ready to turn into a full fall.

Nearby, the white bear Behemoth's savage eyes were growing more and more crazed, and though its large mouth was opening and closing again and again, it made no noise. Only Wang Chong understood that its internals were in complete shambles, with many of the channels controlling its voice and body severely damaged. Its actions were increasingly uncoordinated, increasingly sluggish. In controlling it, Wang Chong had to consume far more Psychic Energy than at any point previous.

Next to the white bear Behemoth, the third Behemoth was faring no better.

Each second Wang Chong controlled the Behemoths, their condition worsened.

Boom!

After some time, there was an enormous boom as the weakest of the Behemoths, the Burning One, stiffened up and abruptly crashed to the ground, stirring vast clouds of dust. Its eyes closed, and it ceased to move. So sudden and unexpected was this event that it wasn't just the Tang soldiers who were stunned. Even the distant Abu Muslim and Ziyad were dumbfounded.

”It's the Burning One!”