Chapter 923: Battle of Great Generals! II (2/2)
Wang Chong's light chuckle resounded in Duwu Sili's ears. During this entire battle, Wang Chong had been completely at ease.
”Brat, by provoking me, you truly are suicidal!!”
Duwu Sili was even more incensed at Wang Chong's words. Whether in age, seniority, or qualifications, Duwu Sili was far above some young rising star of the Great Tang like Wang Chong. He had made his name many years ago, and he was acknowledged to be a powerful existence who could lord over many other Great Generals. Tiger of the Empire Zhangchou Jianqiong, Big Dipper Great General Geshu Han, and Beiting Protector-General An Sishun were all weaker than him. The only people in the Great Tang capable of suppressing him were probably Andong Protector-General Zhang Shougui and former Great Tang War God—current Crown Prince's Junior Guardian—Wang Zhongsi.
If it weren't for the fact that Wang Chong had defeated Dalun Ruozan in the war of the southwest, defeated Dusong Mangpoje at the battle of the triangular gap, and killed the Black Wolf Yabgu Agudu Lan of the Western Turks, Duwu Sili wouldn't have given him a second glance. To Duwu Sili, Wang Chong was truly nothing more than some 'nameless soldier'.
”Haha, then do your best to display your true capabilities!”
Wang Chong's loud voice echoed over the battlefield. Boom! At this moment, one of the Godking Yama's black arms turned and blocked another one of Duwu Sili's thunderous blows. Another one of its arms raised a golden vajra pestle and swept forward to smash Duwu Sili's steed.
The Godking Yama's four arms allowed it to defend and attack at the same time, making it the best of the ten God Formations to deal with Duwu Sili.
Buzz!
Though infuriated, Duwu Sili was forced to beat a hasty retreat, falling back twenty-some zhang.
Even Wang Chong couldn't help but sigh with praise at this sight. The Celestial Wolf's Divine Procession was truly a mysterious technique. He couldn't help but slightly covet this mystical technique that could allow one to fly in the air along with one's horse, so one could easily imagine what others felt. Alas, even though so many martial arts manuals had been gathered during the calamity, the Celestial Wolf's Divine Procession had not been among them.
The Celestial Wolf's Divine Procession did not truly allow one to fly, only increased the height and duration of one's jumps. It was better suited on the battlefield, and a part of the power that allowed one to jump so high came from using the enemy's strength. Still, the Celestial Wolf's Divine Procession was an extremely mystical technique.
The Celestial Wolf's Divine Procession allowed one's movements to be unpredictable. This ability, combined with Duwu Sili's formidable power and superb techniques, could make any Imperial Great General feel a deep apprehension. If anyone except Wang Chong had come forward to stop the Celestial Wolf Great General, they would have been heavily injured or killed.
The waves of the river behind drive on those before, as do the new generations replace the old. I worried that he didn't have enough strength for this mission, but it now seems that I was lucky it was him. Anyone else, even an equal in terms of strategy, would find it very difficult to stop Duwu Sili!
While Gao Xianzhi was still locked in fierce combat with Dusong Mangpoje, he had still been paying close attention to Wang Chong. Although Wang Chong's understanding of the art of war stood above his peers like the noon sun, his grasp of martial arts remained a mystery. Gao Xianzhi had originally believed that Wang Chong would be in great danger by clashing with Duwu Sili, but it was now apparent that he could rest easy.
His understanding of the military arts was formidable, as were his martial arts!
”Gao Xianzhi, rather than worrying about the new Qixi Protector-General, you should spend more time worrying about yourself!” A voice tinged with fury interrupted Gao Xianzhi's thoughts. ”The Great Tang's defeat is certain in this battle! After this, all the land between Longxi and the Cong Mountains will belong to Ü-Tsang!”
The words still hung in the air as the black-skinned Buddha sent a mountain-shattering palm at Gao Xianzhi's head.
Though this was not Dusong Mangpoje's first time fighting with Gao Xianzhi, that Gao Xianzhi still had the nerve to pay attention to Wang Chong's battle had infuriated Dusong Mangpoje.
”Haha, the ravings of a madman! After this battle, I would more like to know whether Ü-Tsang will have anything left in the north to even fight with! Of the Four Royal Lineages of the Ü-Tsang Empire, only two might be left!” Gao Xianzhi chortled.
”You!!”
Enraged, Dusong Mangpoje sent his enormous palm shooting even faster toward Gao Xianzhi.
Buzz!
In the face of this astonishing strike, Gao Xianzhi's face was as unperturbed as an ancient well. With a slight wave of his sword, the air boomed and a magnificent bolt of Sword Qi slashed through the skies. Bang! Fierce gales of wind swept in all directions, even blowing away the corpses on the ground.
At the center of this tempest, Gao Xianzhi stood unmoving, but Dusong Mangpoje's black Buddha took two steps back.
Dusong Mangpoje's pupils slightly constricted at this sight, but he immediately lunged back into the fray. On the other end, Huoshu Huicang was also engaged in battle. The Vairocana Buddha was a veritable sun, its moves open and forthright, each strike of its palms leaving massive holes in the ground.
Huoshu Huicang was quite experienced in dealing with God Formations by now. Each of his moves was leisurely and confident, able to slowly force his opponent back. However, the Supreme Desolation God, the mighty formation of the Anxi Protectorate army, was a completely new experience.
The chains wrapped around Cheng Qianli's Supreme Desolation God seemed to have a life of their own, constantly attacking and wrapping around Huoshu Huicang's joints. The Vairocana Buddha felt restrained and unable to express its full power.