Chapter 1107: Great General Melee! (1/2)
”Chong-er, leave Huoshu Huicang to me!”
A dignified and composed voice came from behind Wang Chong. Wang Yan had at some point walked up, and his eyes shone with a sharp light as he stared at the distant Huoshu Huicang.
Before Wang Chong could reply, Wang Yan had already walked out of the defense line. A force of disciplined infantry followed closely behind him.
”Wang Chong, I will go to help General Wang!” Su Hanshan said in his cold and aloof voice as he walked up to Wang Chong's side, staring at Wang Yan's back.
Wang Yan was Wang Chong's father, and though Su Hanshan did not doubt Wang Yan's strength, there was no harm in being cautious. The five thousand ballistae would have an intimidating effect on the Arab cavalry. This was even more so now that the situation had changed. The Nine Dragon Blood War Banner had given the Great Tang the complete initiative over the battlefield, and the war banner would only make the terrifying war machines of the Great Tang even stronger and more intimidating against the Arabs.
”Mm!”
Wang Chong took stock of the situation and nodded. Now was the moment. The Great Tang had been in a defensive position throughout this battle, constantly waiting for attacks on its extensive line of steel walls, but now was the time for a counterattack. The Great Tang could now go on the offensive.
Creak! Creak!
There was a loud creaking as ballista bolts were loaded and Su Hanshan led his five thousand ballistae past the steel walls to follow Wang Yan's infantry.
”Release!”
Before the Arab cavalry could begin charging, Su Hanshan swung his hand down. A cloud of ballista bolts immediately flew over Wang Yan's army, past the twenty thousand Tang elites and the Nine Dragon Blood War Banner, and struck the Arab army.
Squelchsquelchsquelch! Blood exploded and screams filled the air as the sharp ballista bolts pierced through countless Arab cavalry.
”Advance!”
Su Hanshan waved his sword as he ordered his men to advance over the corpse-covered ground.
Under his command, the five thousand ballistae had been arranged into a hedgehog formation. The ballista army had very little in the way of defense, and one had to remember that the soldiers Su Hanshan had trained were former bandits and brigands. If the enemy suddenly got close, the ballista army was certain to suffer terrible losses.
But under Su Hanshan's command, even the best soldiers of the Great Tang would find it a difficult task to get past the firing zone of the ballistae. The sharp and vicious attacks of the ballistae served as the best defense.
Once his ballista army had reached the vicinity of the Nine Dragon Blood Formation, Su Hanshan swung down his sword and gave another order. ”Fan distribution!”
The five thousand ballistae spread apart like flowing water, perfectly encompassing the Nine Dragon Blood Formation and Wang Yan's infantry. Together, the three forces formed a tight and powerful defensive system.
Even though Su Hanshan's strength was still lacking, in terms of strategy and tactics, Su Hanshan was already showing the traits of a future Great General who could hold his own on the battlefield.
Wang Yan cared little for what was going on behind him. The sight of that familiar figure caused him to urge his horse into an even faster gallop.
Bzzzz! Light flashed, and Wang Yan suddenly vanished, replaced by a pitch-black light that swelled rapidly.
Roooar!
There was a heaven-shaking roar as a gigantic golden-armored god appeared on the battlefield. His every stride covered ten-some meters as he strode toward Huoshu Huicang.
The golden-armored god exuded an extremely powerful aura and its massive body made all the Arab elites on the battlefield seem like insignificant ants.
On the other side, Huoshu Huicang's brow rose as he saw that massive Mighty Miracle God and heard the crescendoing rumbling of the earth. Immediately, he used the Vairocana Buddha Golden Body Mantra.
In the blink of an eye, a massive Buddha shining with golden light appeared on the battlefield. As he gazed at Wang Yan, Huoshu Huicang exploded with an astonishing will to fight and began to charge even faster onto the battlefield.
At almost the same time, Wang Yan's eyes flashed with cold light as he controlled the Mighty Miracle God to increase its speed. Boom! Boom! Boom! He began to stride toward Huoshu Huicang's golden Buddha.
The two mortal foes from the southwest met once more on the foreign battlefield of Talas. One regarded Huoshu Huicang as a long-time foe and invader of the Great Tang, a bringer of disaster, and a powerful Great General. The other had sworn to wash off the shame of the war of the southwest.
Rumble!
A moment later, the world seemed to be torn apart as the gigantic figures of Huoshu Huicang and Wang Yan collided.
Winds exploded, blowing dust and gravel in all directions, while powerful shockwaves shook the entire battlefield.
Dalun Ruozan imperceptibly creased his brow at this sight. From what he could see, Huoshu Huicang would clearly not be able to overcome Wang Yan in the short term.
”Dusong Mangpoje, go!” Dalun Ruozan abruptly ordered.
Dusong Mangpoje said nothing, but his eyes were fixed on the area where the Demonic Emperor Old Man was battling with Qutaybah. His fists were clenched and sharp light was flitting through his eyes.