The Human Emperor

Huangfu Qi - 皇甫奇

Chapter 1152

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Chapter 1152: General and Minister!

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr


A heart-wrenching cry came from the distance. When Dalun Ruozan saw that w.a.n.g Chong had run Huoshu Huicang through with his sword and was holding him aloft in the air, he felt like his own heart had been pierced through by ten thousand arrows.

At that moment, his mind was completely blank and his soul seemed to have been s.n.a.t.c.hed away. His eyes lost all their light.

In the war of the southwest, the cavalry of the Ngari Royal Lineage which they had needed decades to acc.u.mulate had been almost completely wiped out on the of the Erhai, and the region of the plateau occupied by the Ngari Royal Lineage itself had been rendered a complete no-man's land, and yet the light in Dalun Ruozan's eyes had never gone out. When he had been imprisoned in the Tsenpo's prison to live a dark and sunless life, the light in his eyes had never gone out. Even after they had experienced setback after setback in Talas, the light in Dalun Ruozan's eyes had never dimmed. Not even the death of Dusong Mangpoje, the Eagle of the Plateau, could cause Dalun Ruozan's eyes to darken.

But when w.a.n.g Chong ran Huoshu Huicang through with his sword and held him high in the air, the light in Dalun Ruozan's eyes was snuffed out, and they became utterly devoid of life.

“Great Minister, go!” an urgent voice bellowed out from the roaring wind. Huoba Sangye, leading the remnants of the Mutri Great Cavalry, anxiously stared at Dalun Ruozan's back.

The Arabs had already lost and Qutaybah had been killed. The Tibetans had no more reason to stay in this place. The Tang could charge over at any time, so the urgent task at hand was to preserve what manpower they had left, escape Talas, and return to Ü-Tsang.

But at this moment, Dalun Ruozan was in a completely downcast state, staring in Huoshu Huicang's direction while completely unaware of the rest of the world.

Huoba Sangye's mind was aflame with concern, and he immediately shouted orders at two of his Mutri Great Cavalry. “Get over there and help Great Minister onto his warhorse, and then immediately withdraw!”


The two Mutri Great Cavalry swiftly dismounted, frantically grabbed Dalun Ruozan, and placed him on a horse.


A moment later, Huoba Sangye took Dalun Ruozan, the remaining Mutri Great Cavalry, and the remaining Tibetan soldiers fleeing in a churning cloud of dust, not even paying a glance toward the Arabs behind them. In the face of a calamity, everyone had to fend for themselves. The soldiers of the Great Tang would catch up soon, so everyone could only take their lives into their own hands.

Huoba Sangye's force moved very quickly, traveling tens of thousands of feet in just a few short moments. And when he heard the ruckus behind him and saw the Tibetans fleeing in a trail of dust, Abu Muslim could only sigh, a complicated look on his face. He knew that the battle was over.

“Pa.s.s on my order! There's no need to try and stop them! All soldiers, withdraw at full speed!”

By working with the Tibetans, the Arabs might have been able to hold back the Tang for a while to preserve as much manpower as possible when they returned to Samarkand, but the Western Turks had already fled, and now the Tibetans were fleeing as well. The Arabs were left alone on the battlefield, and a single block of wood could not hold up a crumbling gate. The only choice here was to run.


The tens of thousands of Arabs cast off their armor and screamed as they began to madly flee westward. Unlike the previous few times, there was no resistance, nor was this any sort of strategic retreat. There wasn't even any need to sound a retreat signal. Everyone fled in a mad rush to protect their own lives.


A shout resounded over the sky and war drums thundered. Gao Xianzhi, Cheng Qianli, Xi Yuanqing, w.a.n.g Yan, Cui Piaoqi, and Li Siye all charged forward. At the same time, the Divine Martial Army, Divine Prison Army, Dragon Stallion Army, Roaring Tiger Army, the other elite armies, and even Su Hanshan's ballista soldiers swept past the steel defense line in pursuit of the defeated Arab army.

On the battlefield, w.a.n.g Chong slowly withdrew his sword, gently placing Huoshu Huicang's corpse onto the ground.

“Someone! Take care of Huoshu Huicang's body! Give him an individual burial,” w.a.n.g Chong said from atop his horse.

In the end, Huoshu Huicang had not been able to wait until w.a.n.g Chong gave him an answer, but when he saw Huoba Sangye grab Dalun Ruozan and flee the battlefield, this renowned general of Ü-Tsang, a Great General of Ü-Tsang who had once contended against Zhangchou Jianqiong, finally closed his eyes.

As his enemy, w.a.n.g Chong had originally been br.i.m.m.i.n.g with killing intent, but once Huoshu Huicang finally died, his killing intent receded, leaving behind pure respect for a true Great General.

Though they were mortal foes, Huoshu Huicang could be considered a true soldier. Even in his final moments, he was not thinking of himself, but of the fleeing Dalun Ruozan.

That smile had left an extremely deep impression on w.a.n.g Chong.

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