Chapter 1045: The Great Tangs Dragon Vein! (1/2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The tension in Khorasan was increasing by the day. All of Arabia watched that infamous governor, and their gazes slowly gathered around this city.
Ten days later!
The final flood of steel, one hundred and fifty thousand soldiers burning with the flames of war, appeared at Khorasan.
Buzz!
As that golden and dazzling figure riding upon a white horse appeared, a god viewing the world with disdain, even Aybak and Osman felt somewhat stifled and fearful.
”Let's go!”
A cold voice came from behind that mask the golden-armored man wore. He turned his horse, and without even a moment of delay, he had passed through Khorasan and set off for the Black Forest, onward to Talas.
A mighty torrent of cavalry followed him like most obedient slaves, not daring to fall behind!
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As the Arab army finally departed Khorasan for the front lines, countless eagles and messenger birds scattered in all directions. Within the Arabian Empire, countless nobles, governors, generals, and even the Caliph in Baghdad were paying attention to this unprecedented mobilization eastward.
Flap flap! An Arabian hunting falcon descended into the Tibetan camp like a bolt of lightning and landed on Dalun Ruozan's outstretched arm.
”Haha, so quickly! They've finally begun to move.”
Dalun Ruozan faintly smiled at the letter in his hand.
The letter had been sent from the Black Forest by Abu Muslim. An army of more than three hundred thousand Arab reinforcements, two governors, and the tens of thousands of militia they had recruited along the way were proceeding toward the Black Forest, an army of unprecedented size in Arabian history. The strength of this army was not only enough to influence this Battle of Talas, but the entire east as well, including the Great Tang.
”Perhaps I should adjust my goal. We might be able to finish it all in a single breath and conquer the entire Central Plains.”
A bright light flashed through Dalun Ruozan's eyes as his fingers came together and pulverized Abu Muslim's letter.
Four hundred thousand Arab cavalry together with the reinforcements from Ü-Tsang meant that their alliance now had more than five hundred thousand soldiers and seven experts of the Great General level. This power far surpassed that of the Mengshe–Ü-Tsang army that had gathered by the Erhai. Never in Dalun Ruozan's life had he assembled such a powerful army before.
”Inform Duwu Sili to gather the army and prepare for battle!”
Dalun Ruozan turned his head and waved to a nearby messenger.
”Yes!”
The messenger immediately left. After watching him leave, Dalun Ruozan slowly turned to the two Great Generals next to him.
”Have you prepared yourselves for the final battle?”
Huoshu Huicang and Dusong Mangpoje said nothing, only heavily nodded their heads, their eyes shining with resolve.
The two both understand what Dalun Ruozan meant. This was the final battle, their last chance to alter the balance of power between the Great Tang and Ü-Tsang. They would either emerge victorious or die trying!
”Assemble the army!”
As Dalun Ruozan issued this order, a mighty storm erupted from the Tibetan camp, set to sweep over the entire world. This was foreordained to be a war that would shake the foundations of the entire eastern world.
Kacrack!
As the Tibetan army began to move, a thick lightning bolt flashed across the skies. A few moments later, dark clouds had gathered and the air over Talas began to grow tense.
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Flap flap! It was only a few moments later that a hunting falcon delivered to Wang Chong the news from Khorasan.
It was the Arabs!
Wang Chong felt his heart sink as he read through the letter.
The day had finally come!
Governor Qutaybah of Tarsus, Governor Osman of Cairo, the elite Mamelukes of the Arabian Empire, and an army of three to four hundred thousand were making their way to Talas. This destined war was finally going to begin.
”Take this letter to Protector-General Gao Xianzhi. Pass on my order for the soldiers to be ready for battle at any time!”
After saying these words, Wang Chong left his room and headed for Talas's western training ground.
Boom!
The air roared and boomed as fierce streams of air raged above this training ground. In the middle of this enormous aura, one could clearly see ten thousand dazzling saber slashes.
After one month, the Mo Saber Unit had finally taken shape!
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Tension began to saturate the air of Talas, but Talas was far from the only place affected by this coming war.