Chapter 1153: Dalun Ruozans Request! (1/2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Huoba Sangye turned his head and yelled behind him, ”Great Minister, hurry and go! I will cover your retreat!”
The Great Tang warhorses were creating a thunderous roar, the entire world quaking as they approached with astonishing speed. The dying wails of the Arabs pierced through the skies, causing the Tibetans to quail in fear. If they did not flee now, they would be next.
”What are you standing around for! Hurry and escort the Great Minister out of here!”
Huoba Sangye pointed at two Mutri Great Cavalry.
”Huoba.”
Suddenly, a calm and wise voice interrupted Huoba Sangye's order. The sound of his name in his ears startled Huoba Sangye, and he instantly had an ill foreboding. For some reason, he sensed the aura of death in Dalun Ruozan's voice.
”Great Minister, we'll have time to talk when we get back. You two bastards, didn't you hear what I said!”
Huoba Sangye's eyes went wide, and before Dalun Ruozan could say anything more, he began to reprimand his two subordinates.
”Huoba Sangye, let us part ways here.”
Dalun Ruozan sat on the back of his horse and raised his head. Amidst the roars of fighting and killing, his voice was abnormally calm, so calm that it made Huoba Sangye uneasy.
”Great Minister, what nonsense are you saying! Hurry and go!”
Huoba Sangye's eyes wildly twitched as if understanding what was about to happen.
”Haha, Huoba, there's no need to say anything more. More than one hundred thousand soldiers were killed and the Mutri Great Cavalry has sustained severe losses. Someone has to take responsibility for all this, and moreover, Dusong Mangpoje and Huoshu Huicang have both died on this battlefield. Even if we return to Ü-Tsang, do you think that the Tsenpo will let us go?”
Dalun Ruozan faintly smiled, his expression growing even calmer.
”Great Minister.”
Huoba Sangye was frozen in shock. His mind was bursting with things to say, but in the face of Dalun Ruozan's simple argument, he couldn't manage to squeeze out a single one.
”Huoba, go. Only if I remain can you survive. My era is already over. In the future, Ü-Tsang can only depend on you. Tell the Tsenpo that I did all I could.”
Dalun Ruozan's eyes seemed to see through everything. After one last glance at Huoba Sangye, he pulled on the reins of his horse and began to ride back to the rear.
”Wang Chong! Do you dare to come out for a meeting!”
Dalun Ruozan's loud voice resounded over the battlefield, and he gave his horse a fierce slap, spurring it into a charge.
”Great Minister…”
Behind him, Huoba Sangye stared speechlessly at that confident and relaxed figure.
……
Meanwhile, the sound of Dalun Ruozan's voice caused a minor disturbance in the pursuing Tang army.
”It's Dalun Ruozan! This bastard must be up to something! Qianli, take some men to stop him!”
In the middle of the vast battlefield, Gao Xianzhi, mounted on a white warhorse, instantly spotted Dalun Ruozan riding over. Gao Xianzhi was deeply apprehensive toward Dalun Ruozan. Although Dalun Ruozan was a purely civil minister, this battle would have never been so complicated without him, nor would there have been a three-way alliance between the Arabs, Tibetans, and Western Turks.
Particularly in that final battle, Gao Xianzhi was practically certain that Dalun Ruozan had been greatly involved in the plan that had dispelled the God avatars of Wang Yan and Cheng Qianli, causing the Great Tang to almost lose the battle. There was even a chance that he had been the architect behind the entire plan.
Although he really couldn't think of what sort of tricks Dalun Ruozan could play in this situation, Gao Xianzhi still felt instinctively wary toward him.
”Wait a moment! Let me do it!”
A voice came from the distance, and Wang Chong rode up atop his White-hoofed Shadow.
”Xue Qianjun, pass on my order. Have Cui Piaoqi continue leading the army in pursuit. As for Dalun Ruozan, leave him to me. Without my order, no one is to touch him!”
Dalun Ruozan's actions were too abnormal, but unlike Gao Xianzhi, Wang Chong didn't believe that he was up to any schemes. Dusong Mangpoje was dead, Huoshu Huicang was dead, and he had even personally killed Qutaybah. No matter how shrewd of a schemer Dalun Ruozan was, even he was powerless to change this situation.