Chapter 1863 - The Courage of the Wushang! (II)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Buzz!
The numerous Wushang Cavalry flowed like a river past the feet of the Behemoths. At this moment, atop the distant elephant Behemoth, the eyes of the High Priest beneath his black robe rippled.
A rhino Behemoth on the right flank of the battlefield suddenly shivered. It was retreating under the assault of the giant ballistae and was about to stomp on a vacant region, but at this moment, it suddenly turned its eyes on a group of several hundred Wushang Cavalry.
Its massive, pillar-like foot also suddenly changed direction, moving at several times its original speed to stomp on those charging Wushang Cavalry.
This was so abrupt an action that even that group of Wushang Cavalry was taken by surprise.
The Behemoths moved according to instinct, making them easy to dodge, but this sort of action was inexplicable and made no sense at all. A Behemoth whose movements could change by the second was even tougher to deal with than ten Behemoths. But just when the Behemoth’s foot was about to slam down…
Boom!
A powerful stream of Psychic Energy slammed into the rhino Behemoth. What should have been formless Psychic Energy made a resounding bang as it struck the rhino Behemoth, and the Behemoth also seemed to have been struck by something physical. It howled in pain, and its foot moved several dozen feet and landed elsewhere, missing the Wushang Cavalry.
“Child of Destruction!!”
A booming and callous voice exploded into Wang Chong’s mind. Atop the elephant Behemoth, the High Priest, who had been controlling the rhino Behemoth, turned grimly toward Wang Chong.
Wang Chong was truly too sharp. Just now, the High Priest had been attempting to take control of several Behemoths to deal heavy damage to the Wushang Cavalry, but Wang Chong had shattered this attempt with one strike. In the mental domain, the only person who posed a threat to the High Priest on this battlefield was Wang Chong.
The High Priest’s beast-controlling arts were far greater than Masil’s, and in normal circumstances, no one should have been able to stop him. Unfortunately, with Wang Chong and his Psychic Energy five to six times greater than the normal Subtle realm expert around, he could not do as he pleased!
“Hmph! High Priest, your opponent is me! Since you want a fight, I’ll keep you company!” Wang Chong coldly snorted, his words spoken in an incredibly domineering tone.
The High Priest might have been unfathomable and held up in awe across the entire western world, but for Wang Chong, there was no one he needed to fear in the mental domain.
All was silent, but for a moment, there was a cold flash of light in the High Priest’s eyes.
Boom!
The world suddenly swayed, the winds howling as two Psychic Energies of completely different natures flew across the sky like comets. Nothing happened on the physical battlefield, but the mental domain was being turned upside-down.
The two strongest Psychic Energy practitioners of the east and west were fiercely clashing in an unseen world.
……
Putting aside the battle between Wang Chong and the High Priest, with Wang Chong’s protection, the Wushang Cavalry continued their smooth advance, and in just a few moments, they had gotten past the Behemoth Army.
Upon seeing those Wushang Cavalry seething with murderous aura so thick that they seemed like the gods of death, the Arab cavalry panicked, fear appearing on their faces. Even Bashabur appeared apprehensive, and he adjusted his strategy.
“Everyone, prepare to meet the enemy!”
With this resounding order, all the Mamelukes gathered together, but this time, there was something slightly off about them. It was clear that the Wushang Cavalry choosing without hesitation to charge through the Behemoths had caught them by surprise.
Neigh!
The twenty-thousand-some Mamelukes had originally been scattered all over the place, but upon receiving the order, they almost instantly gathered together, displaying their superb training and discipline. But the moment they finished gathering together, the twenty-thousand-some Wushang Cavalry arrived.
Clang!
The Wushang Cavalry were already extremely powerful, but at this moment, Li Siye’s body erupted with blazing light that strengthened all the Wushang Cavalry.
At the same time, dark clouds gathered overhead, crackling with lightning that seemingly commingled with the energy of the Wushang Cavalry below.
Formation phenomena!
Li Siye had waited until the last moment to activate this ability.
“What?!”
Bashabur was alarmed, losing all of his initial composure. Though he had heard Abu Muslim chatter on about something like this, it was only now that Bashabur understood what formation phenomena were, but this was far too late.
There was a great clashing of metal as Li Siye roared, lunging forward with Xue Qianjun and several martial arts experts to attack Bashabur, his massive Wootz Steel sword pushing Bashabur back. Behind him, the thousands of Wushang Cavalry charged forward, plunging like a sharp blade into the Mameluke formation.
All the Wushang Cavalry had cold and hard expressions, unperturbed by the foe they were facing. Without the use of any complex formation, they simply charged in using the Arrow Formation.
And the result proved that their pride was deserved, that they were the strongest cavalry on the continent.
“Ah!”
A Mameluke screamed in helplessness and despair as he was struck by a group of Wushang Cavalry. His body was thrown into the air as if it weighed a feather, his organs shattered on the moment of impact.
And after him, many more Mamelukes were blasted into the air.
In this direct clash, the Mamelukes were simply no match. Even though Bashabur had already boosted their strength, they still instantly collapsed in front of the Wushang Cavalry.
Swish! Before a Mameluke could react, a Wushang horseman nimbly swept his sword through the crack in his armor near his neck. Blood gushed out and his head spun through the air.
“This is impossible!”
Bashabur clenched his teeth, his eyes wide open in disbelief.
All Arabs had their pride, particularly ones like him, who belonged to the ‘Hierophant’s generation’. If not for them, the Arabian Empire would have never expanded to such a massive size and developed an ambition to swallow up the entire world.
It was one thing if the Wushang Cavalry had eventually won in a stalemate, but to Bashabur’s shock, even after additional training, the Mamelukes were still so weak. After just one clash, they had completely collapsed.
“Damn it!”
Bashabur angrily roared, his halo clattering and energy soaring into the air. His giant scimitar whizzed through the air, creating bizarre and mysterious arcs of energy that swept toward Li Siye and Xue Qianjun. He was attempting to sweep these people aside so he could join his troops and attempt to reverse the battle.
“Mountain River Cyclic Slash!”
“Formless Thunderstorm!”
“Snow Mountain Devil Spear!”
Raging attacks came in response to Bashabur’s assault, with Li Siye, Xue Qianjun, and Guo Ziyi working in unison to unleash blow after blow that kept Bashabur pinned between them.
No matter how enraged Bashabur was, he could not break through them.
In terms of strength, neither Li Siye nor Guo Ziyi was any match for Bashabur, but in terms of tenacity and cooperation, these three possessed abundant experience.
Moreover, what Bashabur did not know was that Wang Chong had determined that the Mamelukes were a major threat to the Great Tang long before this war had started and that they would have a powerful commander at their head. Thus, he had summoned Li Siye, Xue Qianjun, and Guo Ziyi to the City of Steel and had them train together.
Preparation led to success and unpreparedness led to ruin. Before their first meeting, Bashabur had already been countered by these three!
“Kiiill!”
As Bashabur roared like an angry lion in his cage, the Wushang Cavalry used this chance, and the Mamelukes continued to fall.
Blood gushed out from the chinks in their armor!
During the Battle of Talas, the Wushang Cavalry had gained a great deal of experience in dealing with opponents who were also wearing Meteoric Metal armor.
