The Records of the Human Emperor Chapter 934

Chapter 934: Predicting the Enemy (IV)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

"Wonderful!"

Abu Sangji's heart was bubbling with excitement . As of this moment, his troops had currently destroyed more than four hundred Tang ballistae, an almost unthinkable harvest . It had to be noted that a ballista force of this size was easily capable of vanquis.h.i.+ng five to six thousand Tibetan cavalry in a single volley . If they were allowed to continue exerting their power on the battlefield, the losses would be unimaginable .

A price must be paid for a result . If we can destroy the Tang ballistae, it doesn't even matter if all of us die! Abu Sangji quietly said to himself, showing no pity for the slain Tibetans .

Night raids had always been risky operations in which there was a chance of no return . Those who survived were lucky while those who died were reasonable losses . The crucial point was achieving the strategic objective .

"Get ready, retreat!"

More and more Tang soldiers were showing up, and each ballista was now heavily guarded . In this situation, it was now very difficult to destroy a ballista, so Abu Sangji gave the order to retreat without hesitation .  Bang! In a twinkling, Abu Sangji had charged twenty steps, the golden Stellar Energy of the Saint Martial realm exploding around him . "Aaaah!" Thirty-some Tang soldiers screamed as they were thrown into the air, bleeding copiously from the heavy wounds Abu Sangji had inflicted on them .

"Run!"

Abu Sangji turned his head and shouted at the surrounded Tibetan cavalry . After doing this, he made a flying leap, stealing a Tang warhorse and immediately charging east, out of the second defense line .

Abu Sangji could already see that the gate of Talas had opened and that the Vice Protector-General of the Anxi Protectorate army, Cheng Qianli, was riding toward him . Cheng Qianli was a peak Brigadier General and one of the strongest men in the entire Tang army, meaning that Abu Sangji was no match for him . Even if Abu Sangji wanted to squeeze a little more out of this night raid, he was now compelled to retreat .

His reaction was very fast, and in mere moments, he and his stolen warhorse had ridden through the gap between the walls .

"All soldiers, hear my order! Do not delay, and retreat as quickly as possible!" Abu Sangji bellowed . This raid had turned out much better than he expected, with nearly five hundred ballistae destroyed . If they repeated this raid a few more times, the Tang ballistae would be finished . All that was needed was to return back to camp to achieve total success .

"Hyah!"

Abu Sangji poured all his Saint Martial Stellar Energy into the horse, galloping into the dark night at a breathtaking speed . Ten zhang, twenty zhang—Abu Sangji broke away from the battle in the blink of an eye . When he was around sixty meters from the second defense line, on the verge of completely getting away, he suddenly spotted a figure .

This figure was tall and slender . He was quietly standing in the night wind, his hair blowing in the breeze . He exuded an air of ease and confidence, of farsightedness that had a grasp over the entire situation . More importantly, when Abu Sangji saw him, he suddenly had a strange feeling that this man had predicted his escape route and had been waiting for him!

"Who goes there?!"

Abu Sangji's eyes widened as he called out in surprise .

"Haha, the one who is going to kill you!"

A gentle chuckle came out of the darkness, bursting with the vigor of youth .  Bang! Before Abu Sangji could react, the images of a sun and moon suddenly sprang from the slender figure's shoulders, bizarre to the extreme . In an instant, Abu Sangji felt an intense danger .

"Mabo Fist of the Sun!"

Abu Sangji immediately used his most powerful technique . His body immediately exploded with an exuberant golden light that made Abu Sangji appear as a G.o.d . At this moment, Abu Sangji was bright and blazing, a sun forged from gold and steel, and in the middle of the sun was an enormous and majestic mountain range .

The Great Mabo Mountain!

This was the Demon Mother Mountain of the Ü-Tsang Empire, said in Tibetan myths to be the manifestation of the Great Demon Mother . Unlike the other Royal Lineages, the people of the Yarlung Royal Lineage wors.h.i.+ped the Mother of All Demons, the Great Demon Mother, and the Mabo Fist of the Sun was one of the strongest techniques of the Yarlung Royal Lineage .

Boom!

Abu Sangji and his horse were a blazing meteor shooting toward that figure, but at this moment, Abu Sangji heard a chuckle at his ear .

"Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art!"

Boom! Sixty meters from the second defense line, in the night sky, the two figures crashed against each other . Time and s.p.a.ce seemed to freeze for a brief moment, and then a fierce gale raged, sweeping as far as sixty-some meters, thundering and hammering against the steel walls .

This heaven-shaking battle began with great ferocity, but it ended very quickly . In the blink of an eye, the battle between Saint Martial experts was over .

w.a.n.g Chong, dressed in leisure clothes, had a steely hand locked around Abu Sangji's neck . This fierce general of the Yarlung Royal Lineage was like a strung-up duck, hanging powerlessly in the air . Through the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art, a continuous stream of Saint Martial energy was flowing into w.a.n.g Chong's body .

w.a.n.g Chong's strength swelled as Abu Sangji weakened like a deflating balloon . His muscular body began to wrinkle and dry like an orange skin .

"Evil… evil art!"

Abu Sangji's eyes were wide open in fear . In his battlefield career, he had always been fearless and unwilling to retreat . He was even willing to die on the battlefield with no regrets . But what had happened to him just now exceeded the bounds of common sense . There was no doubt that this was one of those terrifying evil arts .

w.a.n.g Chong only snorted, giving no explanation .

"Too weak!"

With these words, w.a.n.g Chong faintly smiled and broke Abu Sangji's neck . Having finished absorbing Abu Sangji's energy, w.a.n.g Chong tossed him aside like a punctured bag . w.a.n.g Chong's strength had once more increased .

"Saint Martial Tier 6 is still not enough! I originally thought that Dalun Ruozan would send a Brigadier General, but it seems that he's more cautious than I imagined!"

At his current level of strength, and as long as his opponent was not a supreme Great General, w.a.n.g Chong didn't even need to use the G.o.dking Yama to kill his foes . One Abu Sangji was far from being his match .

"Lord Marquis!"

As w.a.n.g Chong slowly collected himself, Sun Zhiming and a few others rode over to him and dismounted .

w.a.n.g Chong raised his head and asked, "How is it?"

Sun Zhiming bowed and said, "We've killed more than three thousand, but the rest managed to escape . This wave of Tibetans was quite special . They were extremely strong . Dalun Ruozan seems to have carefully planned this out . If Lord Marquis had not seen through his plans and made precautions, we might have suffered devastating losses . "

Sun Zhiming felt sincere admiration for w.a.n.g Chong . At Deflecting Blade Manor, everyone regarded w.a.n.g Chong as a G.o.d and looked forward to the day they could fight alongside him on the battlefield . But only on the battlefield did Sun Zhiming realize just how formidable w.a.n.g Chong really was . They had so many people surrounding the Tibetans, but they had only managed to kill around three thousand and even let some get away .

If w.a.n.g Chong had not prepared for such an a.s.sault, all the ballistae might have ended up destroyed and the Tibetans might have been able to escape nearly unscathed .

When exchanging blows with a legendary figure like Dalun Ruozan, one had to commit all their strength and not show the slightest neglect . This was not a figure that someone like Sun Zhiming could handle . Amongst the Tang army at Talas, only w.a.n.g Chong could exchange blows with him, block his attacks, and suppress him .

Sun Zhiming lowered his head and inwardly praised, Lord Marquis is even more powerful than the rumors we heard at Deflecting Blade Manor!

"Very good . Don't worry about the ones that escaped . Tell Xue Qianjun to have the pursuing soldiers retreat," w.a.n.g Chong indifferently said . "Besides that, what is Li Siye's situation?"

"Yes, Lord Marquis . General Li and his men have smoothly completed their infiltration . There is no turmoil from the Tibetans, so they probably haven't noticed yet . But based on the time, General Li should be moving soon!" Sun Zhiming sternly answered .

In this night raid, Sun Zhiming, Cheng Sanyuan, and Kong Zi-an were merely smokescreens, bait . Li Siye's group was the true attacking force .

Boom!

As if in response to Sun Zhiming's words, an enormous explosion suddenly came from the direction of the Tibetan camp . A bonfire was tossed into the air by Stellar Energy, transforming into a ma.s.sive firework that served as a beacon and drew everyone's attention .

"They've begun!" Sun Zhiming blurted out .

The explosion was like a signal, and the Tibetan camp immediately burst into an uproar of fighting . Countless Tibetans poured out from where the firework had risen .

"Dalun Ruozan, you're still just a little lacking . "

w.a.n.g Chong faintly smiled and turned his head .

"Sun Zhiming, pa.s.s on my order . Tell Chen Burang that he can begin . "

"Yes, Lord Marquis!"

Sun Zhiming took off with the order . Not long after he left, a ma.s.sive boulder shrieked through the darkness, drawing a ma.s.sive arc in the air as it flew toward the Tibetan camp . The firing of this stone from the catapult opened the curtain on this three-sided night battle .

In the distance, the boulder crashed, throwing the Tibetan camp into chaos .

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