Chapter 1865 - Abu Muslim Makes His Move!

Chapter 1865: Abu Muslim Makes His Move!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Silence!
Absolute silence!
Time seemed to stop. Wang Chong squinted his eyes and swept over the entire ‘world’ with his Psychic Energy, but a moment later…

How could this be?!

When he saw that familiar figure in the center of the explosion, his pupils constricted and his face fell.
The High Priest!
Even after suffering the detonation of Wang Chong’s Blazing Sun, the High Priest was still standing there with his black robe, whole and unharmed. He appeared entirely unaffected by the immense force of that attack.

Truly most impressive!

The High Priest raised his head, his cold voice booming through the world.

It’s only been about a year since the Battle of Talas, but you’ve already reached this level! This sun alone could make you one of the strongest Psychic Energy practitioners in history. But in the end, you’re still too young. Just like I said, you don’t have the ability to threaten me. Did you really think you could use something you learned from the disciple against the teacher?

The High Priest’s eyes suddenly flashed with an extremely dangerous light.
A moment later, the High Priest suddenly extended a finger into the air. Kaboom! The world swayed, this lightly-thrust finger somehow containing enough power to collapse the heavens. The world Wang Chong had created through his immense Psychic Energy should have been incredibly sturdy, but now, it was shuddering as if two giant hands were punching at it.
Boom! Boom! Space groaned and buzzed.

Not good!

Wang Chong’s heart trembled as he sensed an intense danger, but it was too late.
One finger from the High Priest was far more frightening and dangerous than Wang Chong’s immense sun.
Crack! Shattering sounds came from all around him, and less than a second later, the mental world shattered like a mirror, unable to endure the High Priest’s blow.
Rumble!
With a massive boom, Wang Chong’s Blazing Sun Domain was destroyed!
……
Meanwhile, as Wang Chong and the High Priest continued their dangerous mental battle, the battle in reality between the Great Tang and Arabia continued to intensify.

Kiiill!

Resounding war cries filled the air as the Arab cavalry continued to beat down in wave after wave. The overwhelming advantage in numbers the Arabs possessed began to flex its strength. No matter how many cavalry fell at the front line, more Arab riders would come up behind them to fill the gap.
The Great Tang was under immense pressure from all sides.

Hold!


Archers, fire!


Axemen! The horses’ legs!


Remember to stay in cover!

Officers bellowed orders as all the Tang soldiers worked to resist the surging torrent of Arab cavalry. The Arab riders were pouring in like spilled mercury, flowing through all the cracks between the steel walls in their frenzied assault.
Under this assault, the Tang defense line continued to shrink and fall back.
Roooar!
With a furious bellow, an armored giant in the center of the Tang army turned his head and swung down a tough and steely arm. Crash! In a single strike, he destroyed a Tang ballista.
These ballistae were made completely of steel, and the areas where their parts were linked together were reinforced by rivets. Despite this, a single punch from an armored giant immediately turned them into exploding piles of debris.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In other areas, more and more armored giants were beginning to break free and destroy ballistae, the soldiers manning the ballistae crying out in fear as they were knocked aside.
Even though Wang Chong had made abundant preparations, having the Confucian Sect experts work with the Mo Saber Unit while also assisted by Zhang Shouzhi’s Giant Beast Traps, he was still unable to hold down all the armored giants. If the Great Tang showed the slightest neglect, these armored giants could destroy a ballista with a single punch!

Careful!


Ballistae, watch out!


Teams one and seven, prepare to withdraw!

The army was beginning to show signs of panic under the onslaught of the giants, and the ballistae began to fall back. At this moment, a cool and collected voice spoke, causing everyone to calm back down.

Teams one and seven, break away from the battlefield! Change targets and focus on the giants!

Teams eight, ten, twelve, and seventeen, target the giants! Fire!

Su Hanshan’s voice remained cold and emotionless as if nothing in the world could possibly shake him. And once Su Hanshan gave his orders, the air began to explode, thousands of ballista bolts howling toward the powerful armored giants.
Awooo!
An armored giant several hundred feet away was instantly struck by several dozen ballista bolts, and not even his tough armor could withstand the impact, instantly sundering apart. His body went stiff, frozen in its original pose, his eyes wide open, and then he toppled over, blood gushing out from his shattered armor.
One, two, three…
Su Hanshan’s new tactics quickly showed their worth. Those armored giants who had broken free were quickly brought down, and the crisis was soon resolved.
Meanwhile, as the ballistae fired…
Clang!
Black metal contraptions flew through the air and bound the legs of the giants. Once the giants were caught in the traps, the Mo Saber soldiers that had been knocked away took up their swords and stepped back into the fray.
Boom! A powerful stream of Psychic Energy flew over, causing these giants to howl in pain.
The Confucian Sect experts had rejoined the battle. Even though they had already consumed massive amounts of Psychic Energy, and their foreheads were coated in sweat, they committed themselves to the battle without concern for their lives.
This was a battle that would decide the fate of the country, and for the Confucian Sect, it was also a battle of redemption!
The battle continued!
Both sides had committed more than half their forces, and at each moment, the Arabian Empire was slowly advancing. But they were facing the strongest empire of the east, and they were paying a massive price for this advance.
The battlefield was covered in blood, shattered weapons, Arabian banners, slain horses, and Arab soldiers who had died in all manner of ways… The blood was so thick in the air that it formed a mist over the battlefield.
But none of this could stop the Arabs and their ironclad determination to conquer the entire world!
In the army, the Arab Governors, Deputy Governors, and generals continued to urge their soldiers forward against the Great Tang.
Every victory had its price, and as long as they could win, as long as they could vanquish their foe, they would receive compensation for their efforts.
This was a conviction that had deeply rooted itself into the minds of the Arabs. The fate of cruel death was far from enough to stop them!
At this moment, as the battle was intensifying, under the gloomy sky, far in the rear, a determined figure with a somber aura was watching the battle. Suddenly, his eyes flickered.
As the former Governor of Iron and Blood, the highest commander of the east, Abu Muslim had been anticipating this battle for ages. It was the opportunity he had dreamed for to wash away his humiliation. It was why he had so anxiously pleaded with the Hierophant to join this battle.
Abu Muslim had succeeded in obtaining Khatabah’s permission to lead the vanguard, but to everyone’s surprise, when the battle began, Abu Muslim suddenly changed his mind. Not only had he not joined the first wave, he had stayed in the rear this entire time, watching and waiting.
No one knew what the former Governor of Iron and Blood was thinking.

It’s about ready!
Abu Muslim suddenly announced.

It’s finally time for me to take action. This time, I will wash away all the disgrace on my body!

The last sentence was spoken so softly that he was the only one who could hear it.
Four hundred thousand soldiers had been lost, and he had even caused the deaths of Qutaybah, Osman, Aybak, and Raman. Every time he thought about how he was the only survivor out of so many people, his heart bled.
For some time now, Abu Muslim had been telling himself that he lived for only one purpose: the destruction of that Tang commander! And the eastern empire behind him!
Only in this way could he finally redeem himself!
Clang!
A moment later, Abu Muslim pulled out his sword and gave his first order for this battle.

All soldiers, assemble and prepare to attack!

As this voice traveled through the air, the ground swayed, and countless Arab cavalry swiftly gathered behind Abu Muslim.
In the blink of an eye, Abu Muslim had gathered a vast army of disciplined Arab cavalry, all of them seething with killing intent.
Clang! A pitch-black halo as heavy as a mountain radiated from Abu Muslim’s feet and swept over his army. At this moment, the speed, agility, and strength of his soldiers… all of them soared with astonishing speed.