Chapter 1081: A Battle Between Top-Class Armies VII (2/2)
Hwooo! All the Origin Energy in a radius of one hundred li suddenly began to gather in the area, flowing into the bodies of the Divine Prison Army, Divine Martial Army, Dragon Stallion Army, Iron Wall Army, and Roaring Tiger Army.
Besides that, the boost provided by these halos caused the energy in the bodies of these soldiers to come alive, their Stellar Energy to flow even faster.
The Ultimate Martial Halo!
This was the halo for which the Ultimate Martial Army was famed. The purpose of this halo was not to increase strength, but to increase the speed at which soldiers could recover Origin Energy and Stellar Energy while in battle, as well as the speed at which energy and blood flowed through the body. It also increased the body's physical strength and endurance.
This halo allowed the army to have more explosive bursts of strength, but also endure for longer.
The situation around the one thousand stalled silver war machines underwent a clear and obvious shift. The soldiers of the Divine Martial Army, Divine Prison Army, Iron Wall Army, Dragon Stallion Army, and Roaring Tiger Army appeared to have more energetic movements, and their attacks and reactions both became faster.
With this shift, the Blood Beast Army, Ironblood Army, and Fearless Army instantly came under tremendous pressure.
Even the Death Army lost much of its advantage.
This made all the Arabs widen their eyes in shock.
After some time, Gao Xianzhi finally spoke. ”Wang Chong, this still isn't enough! We don't have the numbers. We should consider sending in another army!”
This was a battle in which neither side was willing to give an inch, and no one had begun to retreat as of yet. But the Great Tang's disadvantage remained as obvious as ever: it was outnumbered. As time passed, the Death Army began to swiftly exert its advantage in manpower.
As the four thousand extra men surrounded the elite forces of the Great Tang, the situation once more became tense.
Bang!
A soldier of the Iron Wall Army was too slow to react and was stabbed through the right breast by a Death Army soldier. At the same time, an enormous force flung him into the air, and he crashed back down, his impact creating a large hole. Soon after, a Divine Prison Army soldier was wounded. Elsewhere, the Divine Martial Army and the Roaring Tiger Army were beginning to be pushed back.
”Wang Chong!”
Gao Xianzhi shot another glance at Wang Chong. Although his expression remained calm, the look in his eyes and tensed muscles revealed his unease.
The numbers were not equal!
The Arabs had more men, so once one corner began to collapse, the rest of the Tang army would follow like dominoes.
Bang!
In the time it took Gao Xianzhi to call out Wang Chong's name, several dozen more soldiers were heavily wounded by the Death Army. In this round, even the soldiers of the Roaring Tiger Army were wounded. The elite warriors trained by Zhang Shougui had even managed to suppress Abu Muslim's Fearless Army, but they were also finding it difficult to hold up against the stronger and more numerous Death Army.
The howling winds blew about Wang Chong's black hair, but his young face remained unperturbed and calm.
”There's no need to worry! Have them continue!”
Wang Chong's expression was firm.
The battle continued and intensified…
Swords and sabers flashed in the air as the weapons on both sides took aim at the vital points on the bodies of their foes. In this dangerous battle, both sides were displaying their best skills. The slightest lack of care would result in injury or death. And from start to finish, the Great Tang did not retreat.
The Arabs also did not dispatch any additional armies.
At this stage in the battle, almost all the elite forces of the Arab army had been deployed. There weren't many reinforcements left to send.
In comparison to the white-hot battle, the area under the four black Arabian war banners and behind the steel defense line of Talas were both eerily quiet. The commanders on both sides maintained a silent stalemate.
The Blood Beast Army, the Divine Martial Army, the Ironblood Army, the Iron Wall Army… these armies were battling not only over Talas. They also represented a clash between Arabia and the Great Tang, a rivalry between the two strongest empires of the east and west, a contest of wills between their commanders.
”The Great Tang and Arabia! For one continent to have two such powerful empires is truly a misfortune for our Ü-Tsang!”
To the left of the four great war banners, the Eagle of the Steppe, Dusong Mangpoje couldn't help but emotionally sigh.
These elite armies of the east and west were far too powerful, so powerful that they exceeded the realm of soldiers.
Any one of these soldiers could cleave in two a Tibetan horseman charging at full speed. These were the most powerful of warriors, but such powerful armies were an incredibly rare sight in Ü-Tsang. At the very least, in the Tibetan army present at Talas, only the Mutri Great Cavalry was capable of contending with these armies.
”Haaah…”
Dalun Ruozan's only reply was to give a very long sigh.