Chapter 1085: The Kings of Cavalry Clash! II (2/2)
”Ah!”
Screams suddenly rose from another direction. While the Wushang Cavalry were defeating the Mamelukes and descending into a battle of three versus one, the Mo Saber Unit had appeared and had immediately begun to deal a massive blow to countless Arab cavalry.
”Wind!”
The ten thousand Mo Saber soldiers stepped forward as one, cutting down ten thousand Arab cavalry in the space of a single breath, sending severed limbs flying into the air. Although there were only ten thousand of them, the fact that they were using the human wall formation meant that their lethality was even more startling than the Wushang Cavalry, their aura even more intimidating.
”Forest!”
After killing the foes before them, the ten thousand Mo Saber soldiers advanced once more, their seven-foot Mo Sabers swinging down. Chaos ensued once more and the earth groaned as another batch of nearly ten thousand Arab cavalry was felled. In two swings of their sabers, nearly twenty thousand Arab cavalry had been slain. Nothing in the world could be more intimidating.
”Fire!”
At the front of the army, Li Siye gripped his saber with both hands as he led his soldiers to march over the corpses and advance for a third time. This time, many of the Arab cavalry backed up in fear, but there were still many Arab cavalry who charged at the Mo Saber Unit.
Neigh!
An Arab horseman shot toward a Mo Saber soldier near Li Siye in a streak of light and slashed down with his scimitar. If this scimitar struck true, even a mountain would be sundered.
But the Mo Saber soldier didn't even blink in front of this attack. As the Arab horseman charged up, bang! The long Mo Saber struck the Arabian scimitar. The ease with which the Mo Saber slashed was fully displayed here as the Arabian scimitar shattered into pieces with a ringing clang.
”This is impossible!”
The Arab horseman's face was stricken with fear, but it was too late. The sharp saber cut through his flesh, and this Arab horseman that had charged so valiantly forward was cleaved in half along with his armor and horse.
Thumpthump!
Chunks of flesh dropped to the ground as the Mo Saber soldier stood with his saber gripped in his hands, a warrior god descended to the earth.
”Waaaa!”
Two more Arab horsemen who were charging over took fright, pulled on the reins of their horses, and immediately began to fall back.
This army's tyrannical fighting style, dreadful killing power, and unique method of advancing had an enormous psychological impact on the Arab elites.
”Mountain!”
Li Siye's voice rang out once more, and the Mo Saber Unit formed back up into their straight and grandiose human wall. Of the four words of 'Wind, Forest, Fire, Mountain', 'Mountain' was the most unique. It wasn't merely used for heavy attacks, but also served as a signal for the army to gather and reconsolidate.
As the Mo Saber Unit advanced, it was certain to run into various problems that would cause shifts in the formation. Thus, at times like this, the 'Mountain' order was used to call for a reconsolidation.
The power of the Mo Saber Unit lay not just in the Mo Sabers, but also in the human wall formation. Without this formation, the Mo Saber Unit would be unable to produce as much psychological impact or exert as much lethal force.
In the distance, beneath the black Arab war banners, Abu Muslim turned to Osman.
”Osman, send out your other army. Normal soldiers won't be able to stop them.”
The individual strength of the soldiers in the Mo Saber Unit wasn't very great, at least not when compared to the Blood Beast Army or the Fearless Army. But when they gathered together, not even the Fearless Army was as deadly.
”Mm!”
Osman nodded and waved his arm, after which a messenger quickly rode to the rear.
The Tiber Army!
This was the last elite army under Osman's command, but Osman had far fewer resources than Qutaybah or Osman. As a result, this army was inferior to the Fearless Army in both strength and numbers. Moreover, in a campaign not too long ago, the Tiber Army had come under a powerful ambush and had suffered significant casualties. Thus, Osman had hoped to wait a little longer to deploy this army so as to avoid further losses.
But now, it was compelled to enter the battlefield. In addition, the strength of the Mo Saber Unit was still not able to compare to the strength of top-class armies. This was the only reason Osman could accept this decision.
A few moments later, another army rumbled onto the battlefield toward the Mo Saber Unit. At this moment, Abu Muslim, Osman, and Aybak had dispatched all their best soldiers. Even the Mutri Great Cavalry and the Celestial Wolf Cavalry of the Tibetans and Western Turks had entered the field.
The three empires party to the trilateral alliance had deployed almost all their men to the battlefield.