Chapter 1170: Pahlavi Dies! (1/2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
”Kill!”
With a mighty roar, twenty thousand soldiers rushed forward in a torrent of steel.
”Outrageous!”
Even though Hular, the Empire's White Corpse, usually showed no emotion on his pale face, this time, even he couldn't help but show a little anger. No matter how powerful his opponent was, it was just an army of twenty thousand. They were made of flesh and blood like all the rest. Did they really think that they could contend against an army of one hundred thousand?
And even if they could overcome one hundred thousand, farther back was Shifan, which contained two hundred thousand more soldiers.
”Kill them!”
With an icy face, Hular pulled out his sword and gave the order to attack.
Bang!
The earth quaked as the one hundred thousand Arab soldiers charged forward to meet the Tang, Khorasani, and other rebel soldiers. Boom! Twenty thousand collided with one hundred thousand in a stunning impact.
But this battle was foreordained to turn out differently from how Hular imagined. As the two armies clashed like primordial beasts, two groups of soldiers charged out from the left and right flanks of the Tang army, riding in long arcs before stabbing into the sides of the Arabs. Meanwhile, the rest of the army stabbed into the Arab ranks like a sharp sword and cut straight through it.
”Cutting Formation!”
Right after they had charged through the enemy formation, the several thousand Wushang Cavalry scattered like petals and began to slice through the Arab army like so many knives.
In mere moments, the center of the Arab army collapsed into chaos.
”Bastard! Kill them!”
Hular was enraged at this sight. For any army, the collapse of the center was extremely lethal.
Although the enemy was fierce, they were not so formidable as to be invincible. Arabia still had the advantage in numbers, and there were still two hundred thousand soldiers in the rear waiting for the order, ready to charge out at any time. But while Hular was still clinging to hope, suddenly…
Clang!
There was a metallic clang as an invisible energy spread over the battlefield. Clangclangclang! All the halos on the bodies of the one hundred thousand soldiers began to weaken, and their auras plunged with frightening speed, leaving them shocked and terrified.
”What's going on? Just what's happened? Why has my strength dropped so much!”
”Careful!”
The sudden drop in strength threw the Arab formation into more chaos than the Wushang Cavalry's Cutting Formation.
The latter was physical harm, but the former was an immense mental panic that had come out of nowhere!
And all this was only the beginning. There was yet another metallic clattering, and this time, it was the Arab generals' turn to have their strength plummet.
”Ah!”
Screams of alarm and panic came from behind them, and when they turned their heads, they realized that these sounds of turmoil were coming from Shifan. Hular and the governors beside him instantly turned grim. None of them had expected the range of their opponent's attack to be so vast that it even encompassed the two hundred thousand soldiers that weren't even taking part in this battle.
The Bane of the Battlefield Halo!
The Bane of Generals Halo!
Wang Chong faintly smiled atop his White-hoofed Shadow as he unleashed his two most powerful war halos. These Arab soldiers were not as elite as the armies under the command of Qutaybah or Osman, so they suffered far more severe effects.
The Bane of the Battlefield and the Bane of Generals were not invincible halos. As long as an expert of the Great General level took action, consuming energy to unleash their own halo, they could weaken the effects of these two halos. But would Wang Chong give them this sort of chance?
”Hurry! Use Great General halos to weaken these two energies!” Pahlavi loudly called out, shocked and infuriated.
Although he had no idea what sort of halo his enemy was using, he was still a governor of Arabia and a Great General expert. He was able to quickly determine the countermeasure.
But before he could finish, the earth quaked and an enormous energy rose from the earth to surge toward the three governors like a tsunami.
”Since you don't want to retreat, remain here forever!”
Wang Chong's voice was bone-piercingly cold. It resounded over the world like the god of death announcing the fates of the three.