Chapter 1171: Another Two Hundred Million Taels Obtained! (1/2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
”Lord Governor!”
The entire world seemed to be drained of sound for a few moments.
Imperial Great Generals were all supreme figures to ordinary soldiers, untouchable existences. No one had imagined that Pahlavi would be slain in a single clash with Wang Chong. With the death of Pahlavi, the power of the halos exuded by his body swiftly vanished, and Wang Chong's Bane of the Battlefield and Bane of Generals halos once more began to take effect.
”Kill!”
The twenty-thousand-some Tang, Khorasani, and rebel soldiers redoubled their assault. The death of Pahlavi and Wang Chong's two powerful halos immediately caused the Arab army of one hundred thousand to crumple.
”Run! Flee!”
The rout was as swift as a landslide, and the Arabs soon began to flee.
”Everyone, hear my order! Kill them!”
Bahram unsheathed his sword and gave the order. His eight-thousand-some Aswaran Cataphracts immediately began to pursue the one hundred thousand Arabs.
Clangclangclang! As they charged, halos erupted from their feet, and each Aswaran Cataphract seemed to become a moving fortress.
Bang! Wherever these cataphracts passed, they would send seven or eight Arab cavalry flying into the air. The immense impact shattered bones and inflicted severe injuries.
The swords of the Aswaran Cataphracts flickered through the air with extreme speed. Before the Arab cavalry had fallen back to the ground, four or five them had already lost their heads.
”So fast!”
Even the hovering Wang Chong couldn't help but commend this sight.
These Aswaran Cataphracts of the Sassanid Dynasty had a firm and steady momentum. Their attacks were rapid and brutal, and they could be fast or slow, heavy or light. They had developed their way of combat into an art form, and in certain aspects, they had even surpassed the Mamelukes. They were even comparable to the Wushang Cavalry in a few areas.
And this was even though the Wushang Cavalry had Wootz Steel swords and Meteoric Metal armor that would make any Aswaran Cataphract envious.
”Pass on my order! All soldiers, full-out offensive! Remember! Don't give these one hundred thousand soldiers a chance to catch their breath!”
Wang Chong lightly dropped back to the ground.
The battle was settled, and all that was left was for Wang Chong to lead his army in doggedly pursuing the Arab soldiers. Wang Chong was in no rush to advance. Instead, he allowed the one hundred thousand Arab soldiers to enter the city so that they could throw the other two hundred thousand soldiers into chaos as well.
Neither Hular nor Karim had expected Wang Chong to be so determined.
While the Arabs had been planning to attack the two hundred thousand rebels, they had at least attempted to conceal their actions, but Wang Chong was heedless. And his enemy's tactics also made Hular feel extremely helpless.
They clearly had the overwhelming advantage in numbers, outnumbering their enemy by more than ten times, but every time Hular tried to rally his troops and exert this advantage, the enemy force of around twenty thousand would always find the weakness in the Arab ranks. With just one attack, all of Hular's efforts would be squandered.
Once, twice, thrice… the twenty thousand rebel soldiers cut through the three hundred thousand Arab cavalry like a scalpel, throwing the Arabs into disorder again and again, even using their own soldiers to hinder each other and create even more mayhem.
The pursuit lasted for one hundred li, and after repeated skirmishes, Hular was cast into the depths of despair.
”Withdraw!”
With Hular's order, the army began to madly flee, completely giving up on any form of resistance. In the end, the army of twenty thousand killed more than one hundred thousand Arab cavalry, pursued them for more than two hundred li, and scattered them in every direction. Only then did Wang Chong and Bahram decide to withdraw their soldiers.
”General, let's withdraw! Our men have sent word that even more Arab governors and soldiers are converging on this location. Even if we continue the pursuit, we might end up surrounded!”
Several hundred li from Shifan, Bahram on his monstrous horse rode alongside Wang Chong. When he gazed at that young face, a hint of admiration flitted through his eyes. This young commander from the east had a daring, courage, and sharp intuition that Bahram had never seen in his life.
Under his command, twenty thousand soldiers exhibited far more power than Bahram could ever achieve. He was always able to identify the weakest point in the enemy army, predict where it would manifest, and then dispatch the minimum number of soldiers to achieve the maximum effect, neutralizing the enemy's counterattack.
Although the three hundred thousand soldiers had tried again and again to counterattack, Wang Chong would always strangle their attempts in the cradle. He seemed to practice an entirely different art of war to the one Bahram knew.