Chapter 1184: Stratagems in the Snow I (1/2)

Chapter 1184: Stratagems in the Snow (I)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

”Ready!”

The moment the Arabs began to mobilize, in the distance, Wang Chong suddenly smiled.

”The Arabs have divided into three groups and have begun to attack. Lord Gao, Great General Bahram, let's prepare to move out as well!”

Bang!

The twenty thousand soldiers immediately moved out, vanishing like ghosts into the blizzard. This time, however, Wang Chong's men did not vanish in the direction of the army gathered by the Three Titans of Black Radiance, but to the northwest. As the thundering of their hooves faded into the wind, a somber air began to rise.

Rumble! Not much later, three pitch-black warhorses charged out of the blizzard, followed by a stampede of tens of thousands more, appearing at the place where Wang Chong's forces had been.

”What's going on? Where are the Tang?”

The Three Titans of Black Radiance were stunned by the empty whiteness before them.

A bearded Arab governor ground his teeth and angrily said, ”These damn bastards! They escaped!”

It was obvious that the Tang knew that they were coming and fled like rats. They simply didn't dare to engage in a direct confrontation with the Arabs.

Clang!

At this moment, the clanging of metal and other sounds of fighting could be faintly heard through the storm. From the sound, the fight was rather far away, and it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Fadi suddenly realized what it was and immediately yelled, ”Not good! It's from the soldiers on the left flank! Let's go!”

Without a second thought, he turned his horse around and charged toward the left flank. Everyone else began to rush after him in a panic; even Hular was greatly perturbed.

For this attack, the army had been divided into three groups: left, right, and center. The left and right groups had set off first so they could circle around, leaving the center group to depart last. The strategy for the Arabs was extremely simple. The center group would be used to draw in the Great Tang, and while the Tang were locked in combat, the left and right groups would wrap around and deal the lethal blow.

At this moment, Hular came to the frightening realization that there was no sign of the left or right groups. And the sounds of fighting from just now had come from behind them.

I hope that the right flank is fine! Hular worriedly thought, an extreme unease emerging in his mind.

……

Rumble! A few moments later, the Three Titans and Hular finally found the left flank army, several li away. The snow here was trampled and covered in the marks of battle, something that not even the blizzard could cover up in such a short time. The left flank no longer existed, and the ground was now covered in Arab corpses. There were some warhorses lying on the ground, still gasping for breath, expelling white clouds of steam, but they were quickly frozen to ice and rendered motionless.

Amidst the many corpses, Fadi and the others found the body of the Flame Governor, Abusa. His body was covered in sword slashes, and his blood and energy had been sucked dry. His body was motionless, face-down on the ground. Nearby, the black Arabian war banner was thrust into the ground. The banner snapped about in the fierce wind, throwing off shards of ice.

Even this war banner had been frozen by blood.

”We've fallen into a trap!”

Firas's eyes spat out flames of anger, and his fists were clenched so hard that they seemed about to break.

”But how did they know that we would split our men into three groups?” a governor asked.

No one was able to answer his question. The decision to split the Arab forces into three had been made on the spot, but the Tang appeared to have expected this. Not only had they successfully avoided the main force led by Fadi, but they had also successfully attacked one of the Arabs' flanking groups.

The battle had gone very quickly, with the enemy holding the overwhelming advantage. The Flame Governor Abusa had been killed at almost the very start of the battle, and the remaining soldiers were simply no match.

”These bastards!”

Fadi was brimming with anger, but as he spoke, he spotted a figure brushing past him and riding ahead.

”Hular, where are you going!”

”The right flank!”

Hular's reply was short, and he swiftly vanished into the blizzard. Behind him, Fadi and Firas both trembled in understanding and immediately began to follow Hular. Around five minutes later, the group arrived at the second battlefield.

The moment they had sensed the danger, they had set off at full speed, but they had still come too late. The battle was over, leaving nothing but snow and corpses.

”Too late! They're already gone!”