Chapter 1175: Attack Mid-Crossing! (1/2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
”Release!”
With another order, tens of thousands of arrows poured out, engulfing the Arabs on the Tigris River. Thunkthunkthunk! The target of the beehives this time was no longer the Arabs, but the wooden boats they were using to cross the river.
”Careful!”
”Protect the boats!”
The Arabs reacted very quickly, but wooden boats were inevitably different from soldiers. They were too densely packed and also not as easy to protect. Crack! A boat, pockmarked with holes, rapidly sank into the Tigris River.
One boat after another began to sink. The Arabs had made many preparations, covering the wooden boats with steel plates, but these were of little help against the powerful beehives.
”No matter the price, all soldiers charge!”
Amidst thundering hooves, three enormous storms of energy approached. The Three Titans of Black Radiance soon appeared on the shores of the Tigris River, looking up at Wang Chong, Gao Xianzhi, and Bahram on the walls.
In their exchange of letters, Wang Chong's group had completely played around with the Three Titans, utterly infuriating them and making them want to immediately execute Wang Chong.
No one in the entire Arabian Empire had ever dared to humiliate them like this.
Rumble!
In a flash, as all the Tang, Khorasani, and rebel soldiers watched, another batch of more than ten thousand boats was brought up from the rear and cast onto the Tigris River. In a short while, the Tigris River was once more covered in wooden boats.
”Charge!”
With this order, the boats began to vie against each other, shooting forward like sharp arrows toward the imposing walls of Khorasan.
”Cui Piaoqi, Li Siye, Banahan, Gangke King, get ready!” Wang Chong ordered, staring at the charging Arabs.
”Yes! This general will go!”
All of them replied in unison and then began to head down the walls.
Gao Xianzhi stared at the opposing army and gave his own order. ”Qianli, Yuanqing, Shiyi, the three of you go as well.”
At almost the same time, Bahram spoke. ”Aiben, you go.”
”This general will go!”
A basic-level Great General behind Bahram bowed and swiftly departed.
As the boats got closer and closer, people were constantly being shot through and boats were constantly sinking. Massive waves swept up men and horses and carried them downstream. The Arabs were sustaining enormous losses—tens of thousands of men in this crossing after just a few rounds of assault. But tens of thousands was a tiny number when one remembered that the Arabs had gathered more than seven hundred thousand soldiers.
Splash!
In a splash of white froth, a boat crossed the Tigris River and reached the opposite shore.
An Arab horseman covered in heavy black armor jumped off the boat and landed on the shore, followed by another, and another… More and more cavalry were leaping onto shore and charging toward the vast walls of Khorasan.
”Kill them all!”
”Prepare the ropes!”
”Get the siege ladders ready!”
Cries resounded through the air as the Arabs once more displayed their impressive mobilization and organizational abilities. In the field of conquest, there were very few civilizations that could compare to the Arabs. The Arabs not only did not panic under the assault of the beehives, but even began to organize into siege teams on the opposite shore.
Looking down from the vast walls, one could see the heavily-armored Arab soldiers swiftly taking up metal pieces and constructing siege ladders. There was also an Arab horseman taking out enormous black leather bags, removing long ropes from them.
”City assault teams, get ready!” an Arab general loudly called out.
The long ropes were swiftly passed to burly soldiers, their muscles brimming with explosive power, a head taller than the average Arab soldier.
Swish!