Chapter 1761: The Lone Silence Ancestor Appears! (1/2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
”Kill!”
At the Qian Gate, two-hundred-some Imperial Army soldiers had assembled into a simple eight-sided formation. This formation rapidly turned as it charged past the gate and toward the several thousand Wushang Cavalry.
Bang!
But before those soldiers could get very far, what felt like tens of thousands of cavalry stampeded toward them.
”Cutting Formation!”
The Wushang Cavalry scattered like petals, and then, right before they reached the wall, they turned around and charged back. Even with the boost from the Hundred Thousand God-Devil Execution Formation, the two hundred soldiers were quickly scattered.
In terms of pure offensive power, the Wushang Cavalry were far superior to the one thousand clan experts.
Bang!
The Wushang Cavalry shifted formations and charged, plunging into the army stationed behind the Qian Gate like a giant sword.
”Ah!”
Screams tore through the night as countless bodies dropped.
……
Roooar!
”Ha!”
At the same time, thunderous bellows resounded in front of the Kun Gate as the several thousand Mo Saber soldiers raised their Mo Sabers and marched forward. These soldiers moved in such unison that they seemed like a moving wall, their momentum far greater than any cavalry charge.
Bang!
The Mo Sabers swung down, packed with immense force that sent the several hundred Imperial Army soldiers in front of them flying through the air and screaming into the rear.
”Hurry and retreat!”
”Careful!”
Faced with the immense power of the Mo Saber Unit, the Imperial Army soldiers scrambled away.
The reputation of this soldier type had started to rise after the Battle of Talas, but tales were completely different from experiencing it personally. This was something that couldn't be stopped, a mountain hurtling at them, and they couldn't help but tremble in fear.
”Bastard!”
Watching the Imperial Army soldiers being pushed back again and again by the Mo Saber Unit, Duan Zhuyan couldn't help but scowl beneath his armor.
Clang!
Duan Zhuyan stomped forward, his crimson halo sweeping outward. At the same time, Duan Zhuyan charged forward on his horse, leaving a long trail in the air as he charged at the Mo Saber Unit.
Roooar!
Space twisted, and then the white-headed, red-footed, giant ape appeared behind Duan Zhuyan and charged together with him. Its two arms like miniature mountains punched with destructive power.
Neigh!
There was a loud neigh, and then a giant of a man mounted upon a Ferghana steed and carrying a massive Wootz Steel sword charged forward to meet him.
Boom!
Swords clashed in an explosion of sparks as the horses rammed into each other. At the same time, Li Siye's violent Stellar Energy clashed with Duan Zhuyan's.
Boom! The earth itself seemed on the verge of collapsing as a shockwave swept outward, slamming into the surrounding walls with a metallic clang.
Buzz!
Li Siye was unmoved, standing there like a god, but Duan Zhuyan and his horse were sent staggering backward.
”How could this be?”
Duan Zhuyan's eyes narrowed as he stared at this giant man, disbelief on his face.
……
The Qian Gate, Center Gate, and Kun Gate were all under fierce attack, and the Hundred Thousand God-Devil Execution Formation was under pressure like never before.
Gales howled through a nervous darkness, and the shouts of fighting resounded through the heavens. The countless common folk in the capital trembled in fear and unease.
”Reporting!”
Wang Chong continued to observe the battle as he presided over the formation. At this moment, a horseman rode over.
”Your Highness, we've noticed someone from the Duke of Zhao Residence on the perimeter. He has asked to see Your Highness.”
The horseman stopped ten-some steps away and dismounted.
”Someone from the Duke of Zhao Residence?”
Wang Chong raised an eyebrow in surprise.
”Let him come!”
The Imperial Palace was a battlefield, and it was truly surprising for someone of the Duke of Zhao Residence to risk their life and come to the front line. Only something extremely important would necessitate this.
A few moments later, a middle-aged scholar rushed up, his face pale and panicked.
”Your Highness, it's terrible!”
The man dropped to his knees and immediately kowtowed three times.