Chapter 1897: Summon the Clouds! Call the Rains! (1/2)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

”Finally time?!”

Deep in the northeastern region of the Tibetan Plateau, in a hidden and secluded area, Great General Bahram looked in the direction of the City of Steel, a sharp light in his eyes.

If one looked behind Bahram, one would see tens of thousands of Khorasani soldiers, many of which were Aswaran Cataphracts. There were also soldiers that Bahram had recruited from the Sassanid army.

Just like Arabia, the Sassanid Dynasty was a militaristic country. Ever since Wang Chong had been called back to the Great Tang capital and Khorasan had fallen, Bahram had been constantly recruiting Sassanids from Khorasan and vigorously training them.

Bahram's experience in training soldiers and Su Hanshan's assistance had produced an extremely impressive army.

”The King of Foreign Lands has sent the signal! Everyone, get ready! In three seconds, we're moving out! Follow me onto the battlefield so that we Sassanids might annihilate Arabia, wash away our shame, and avenge our country!”

Bahram turned his head, a cold and murderous look in his eyes.

Rumble!

A moment later, the force of one-hundred-thousand-some Khorasani heavy cavalry under Bahram's command charged out of the Tibetan Plateau and vanished into the yellow sand, attacking the Arab rear with fearless resolve!

All of this appeared to have been planned out. Bahram, the Aswaran Cataphracts, and the Sassanid cavalry showed no hesitation as they charged into the terrifying sandstorm.

The destructive power of the sandstorm was enough to make any general despair. The sandstorm was targeted against the Arabs, but it was just as effective on Bahram and his army.

But as they were charging in the same direction as the sandstorm, the sandstorm did not have much impact on them.

Moreover, they were much more prepared than the Arabs, as they were all wearing heavy armor. In addition, Wang Chong had also stipulated that each Sassanid horseman should hang two large plates of steel from the sides of their horses, meaning that they were even less affected by the sandstorm.

Although some of them were still swept up into the storm, vanishing into the sky, Bahram and the Sassanids had expected this. Each of them stepped onto the battlefield with the resolve to die!

The Sassanids and the Arabs could not share the same sky!

When the Sassanid Dynasty was first destroyed, the Arabs had massacred the city and almost wiped out every remaining member of the dynasty, even members of the royal household. And the second time, when Wang Chong was called back to the capital and the protection of the Great Tang was stripped away, countless Sassanids had fallen under the Arab assault of the city: men, women, even the elderly and children were all massacred.

If not for Wang Chong's threatening missive, even more Sassanids might have been killed.

This was an eternal grudge, and as long as they could annihilate the Arabs and make them pay in a most painful fashion, the Sassanids did not care what price they would have to pay.

Rumble! Under the cover of the sandstorm, the hundred-thousand-some Sassanid soldiers charged toward the Arabs in the south.

Meanwhile, as Wang Chong was using the Greater Void Step to avoid another of Khatabah's attacks, a familiar voice rang out in Wang Chong's ears.

”Wang Chong! Rain! Can you use the Origin Immortal Sword to create a downpour? I need rain to deal with him!”

Wang Chong followed the voice and saw the Lone Silence Ancestor in the distance, looking up worriedly at the dark clouds and lightning with a worried and pensive look on his face.

Wang Chong was momentarily startled, and then he understood. Though he didn't know if the Lone Silence Ancestor's plan would be effective, and he had never tried to use the Origin Immortal Sword to create rain before, at this time, Wang Chong was willing to try any plan that might help him defeat Khatabah.

”What are you thinking? Did you ask me?!”

As a callous voice exploded in their ears, a raging gout of flame swept toward them. Khatabah's Black Flame Ifrit had fashioned lava into a black scimitar that it was now swinging at Wang Chong.

Such was the power of this slash that as it swept through the air, it cracked the surface of space like it was a mirror, and the blade of lava and flame was so condensed that it seemed to be made of actual metal.

But just when Khatabah attacked, a massive fist attacked the Black Flame Ifrit from the back. Its impact immediately caused the Black Flame Ifrit's Stellar Energy to fiercely ripple, and even the scimitar was affected.

Wang Zhongsi!