Chapter 1061: A Battle Without Precedent in History V (1/2)

Chapter 1061: A Battle Without Precedent in History (V)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Qutaybah's eyes narrowed as his golden-armored Arabian warhorse, which was more than two meters tall and named 'Victor', immediately took two steps forward.

Buzz!

At the sight of this godlike figure, the three other Arab commanders fell silent, their hearts trembling.

”Too slow! This is far too much time to deal with a trifling Great Tang!”

His magnetic voice rang out over everyone's heads, and before anyone could react, there was a flash of light as that godlike figure of dazzling gold dismounted. In that moment, the other three Arab commanders stared at that figure with a hint of trepidation in their eyes.

”Qutaybah, you…”

Governor Osman's mouth was open to speak when, boom! The wind gusted as the Governor of War suddenly strode forward, his posture erect as he finally began to move.

His expression was carefree and he seemed to be going out for a simple stroll, but in truth, he was moving even faster than a galloping horse. When he had dismounted, he had been just a few steps from the others, but by the time Osman had opened his mouth to stop him, Qutaybah was already three-hundred-some feet away.

Before Osman had time to finish, Qutaybah had already vanished into the vast army. All that was visible was a golden light drawing a straight line to the Tang defense line.

”This!”

Osman's face was frozen, his hand still reached out into the air toward Qutaybah's back.

”There's no need to call out to him. This madman has always had a completely different style from us!” Aybak called out, a bright light in his eyes.

Commanders were never supposed to lightly step onto the battlefield. If a commander participated in every battle, what exactly were soldiers for?

The primary purposes of a commander were executing strategies, giving orders, observing the enemy's weaknesses, and seeking ideal opportunities, not acting as the vanguard. Moreover, when a commander personally entered the fray, it often meant that the critical moment where the outcome of the battle was decided was imminent. The commanders of both the east and the west believed in this battlefield principle.

But Qutaybah's style was completely different!

It had long ago been said that Qutaybah enjoyed battle, enjoying being right in the thick of things. While commanding the army, he would use his overwhelming strength to punch holes in the enemy line and execute the enemy commander so as to swiftly bring the battle to a close. But hearing and seeing were two different things.

The Great Tang had just sent out its two elite armies while its commanders had not even entered the battle. Meanwhile, Arabia had still not deployed the Mamelukes, and Osman, Abu Muslim, and Aybak had also not entered the fray. The battle was far from reaching its most intense point, but the Governor of War had already reached the limits of his patience.

The other three renowned Arab commanders were left dumbfounded and uncomfortable at this sight.

”This, Lord Qutaybah is already moving out? Milords, we should go as well! These Tang of the east are much stronger than we imagined, and they also have four elite Great Generals. If Lord Qutaybah goes alone, he might be defeated!'

Ziyad finally broke the silence, unable to restrain himself as he watched Qutaybah's figure vanish into the army.

But as the banners continued to snap in the wind, Governor Osman of Cairo, Mameluke Commander Aybak, and the highest commander of the eastern war zone, Abu Muslim, quietly stood there as if they were rooted to the ground.

Ziyad was speechless.

”Ziyad, it's not necessary. Qutaybah is different from any other governors you know of!”

In the end, Abu Muslim spoke, his expression calm as he continued to observe the battle.

”When he joins a battle, he doesn't like anyone else to interfere! If we join him at a time like this, he will not only fail to appreciate our kindness, but he will be offended and turn his rage on us! At a time like this, I have no desire to start a conflict with him!”

”Ha! In addition, don't make the Governor of War into such a weakling!”

Aybak also gave a rare comment. Just like Abu Muslim, he also continued to observe the battlefield as he explained.

”The enemy has four Great Generals, but if their opponent is Qutaybah… it's not certain who will be victorious. In this world, there really aren't many people who can actually defeat Qutaybah!”

Beneath his black Nile war banner, Governor Osman gave a slight nod of approval, clearly sharing the same opinion as Aybak.

As the War God of the Arabian Empire and one of the strongest generals, Qutaybah possessed a strength that even those who loathed him had to acknowledge. Even though his methods and way of speaking made all the other governors unhappy, even though he was a madman who always did his own thing, this was all backed by a strength that no one could dispute.