Chapter 1076: A Battle Between Top-Class Armies II (1/2)
Chapter 1076: A Battle Between Top-Class Armies (II)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Boomboomboom! The heavy swords of the Beheader Army were constantly blocked by the Xuanwu Army. Even though each attack seemed capable of sundering mountains, they were useless against the Xuanwu Army. The eight thousand soldiers of the Xuanwu Army seemed to be firmly rooted in the ground and fused with the earth. There was even a moment where the Beheader Army felt like they were attacking a mountain of steel, not a body of flesh and blood.
It would be fine if the Xuanwu Army were just skilled in defense, but these soldiers also had vicious and weighty attacks that could tear apart the heavens. Even the soldiers of the Beheader Army were extremely threatened by them.
”Everyone, hear my order! Follow me and kill these barbarians!”
Zhao Fengchen's voice resounded over the world. He stood tall, his long hair blowing about in the wind and his hands clenching his Wootz Steel greatsword, 'Earth's Scar'. He slashed it down, and like a lightning bolt flitting across the skies, a pitch-black Sword Qi more than one hundred feet long howled through the air and descended into the dense ranks of the Beheader Army.
”Ah!”
There was a massive explosion and a chorus of screams. Zhao Fengchen's sword immediately tore a massive gap through the tight ranks of the Beheader Army. Wherever the edge of the sword passed, the soldiers of the Beheader Army were knocked flying into the air.
As for those soldiers of the Beheader Army who faced down the tip of the sword, they didn't even have time to scream before Zhao Fengchen's dreadful Sword Qi obliterated their bodies.
”Kill!”
Countless Xuanwu Army soldiers charged into the gap.
The Xuanwu Divine Art!
This was the technique that Wang Chong had given Zhao Fengchen back then.
The Xuanwu was an ancient divine beast with the neck of a snake, the body of a turtle, and the head of a dragon. Besides formidable defensive capabilities, it also had astonishing offensive power. The eight thousand soldiers of the Imperial Army had cultivated the Xuanwu Divine Art and had obtained the traits of the Xuanwu. They could attack while defending and defend while attacking.
Boom!
Just as the Xuanwu Army under Zhao Fengchen was on the verge of breaking through the Beheader Army's defense, another terrific explosion came from more than four hundred feet away.
There was a frenzied storm of sand and stone, and then ten-some Xuanwu Army soldiers screamed as they were blasted into the air by a terrifying wave of energy. Before they had even hit the ground, their blood was already misting the air.
Zhao Fengchen grimaced at this sight and immediately turned his head to where the explosion had come from. What he saw was an Arab Brigadier General, his entire body pitch-black as if made of steel. Both hands gripped his sword as he plunged into the ranks of the Xuanwu Army.
Bang! A Xuanwu Army soldier waved his sword and charged at this Arab general, but a single palm from this general crumpled the Xuanwu Army soldier's thick armor. A majestic surge of energy traveled through the armor into the soldier's body and made all the blood in his body explode out in a bloody mist.
Without even a groan, the Xuanwu Army soldier dropped to the ground.
”Damn it!”
Zhao Fengchen paled, then suddenly altered course and began to charge at the Beheader Army commander. Clang! A blazing halo that was as heavy as steel erupted from beneath Zhao Fengchen's feet. The edge of this halo was even sharper than a sword. Swoosh! Several Beheader Army soldiers jumped through the air to lunge at Zhao Fengchen, but before they could even get close, they were struck by the halo. Kaclack! These soldiers had all the bones in their body shattered by Zhao Fengchen's halo, and their corpses fell to pieces as they were sent flying outward.
”Barbarians! I'd like to see just how capable all of you are!”
Zhao Fengchen had an icy expression and his killing intent soared to the heavens. In his view, a manly man needed to imitate Fu Jiezi1 and serve on the border to kill barbarians. Leading this expedition of eight thousand Xuanwu Army soldiers to the distant Talas could be said to fulfill Zhao Fengchen's greatest dream.
Across the eight desolations and the four seas, wherever the light of the sun and moon touched, no barbarian could scorn the Central Plains, and no one was permitted to so brashly kill the soldiers of the Great Tang!
You are doomed!
Zhao Fengchen stared at the Arab Beheader Army commander, his eyes narrowing. Carrying his Earth's Scar, he strode forward.
”Hmph! Infidel!”
At almost the same time, the distant Karim licked his lips as he spotted Zhao Fengchen, a bloodthirsty light flitting through his eyes.
Karim had participated in the final battle with the Sassanid Dynasty. As the commander of the Beheader Army, Karim couldn't even remember how many enemy commanders he had killed. One infidel general after another had displayed their courage and confidence before him, but in the end, he had beheaded all of them and stomped on their corpses.
”In a little while, I will personally take your head. Let's see how much ability you really have.”