Chapter 533: The Crown Prince of ngshe Zhao! The Geng tal Halo!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Although Fengjiayi had still not appeared, there was one thing that the Black Dragon Bandit elite was right about. Fengjiayi had still not appeared precisely because he was planning to attack with Jiaosiluo. Wang Chong could even guarantee that Fengjiayi was hiding in the Tibetan cavalry behind Jiaosiluo.
"Young Master, your aning is?"
Old Eagle showed a hint of surprise in his eyes. This Fengjiayi was known as an incredible individual, even in a place like the capital. If he didn’t want to co out, no one could force him out. Old Eagle really couldn’t imagine how Wang Chong could possibly compel him to co out.
Wang Chong said nothing, using his actions to give his answer.
Crack!
Wood splintered as Wang Chong suddenly drew his sword and cut down the massive banner in front of everyone’s flabbergasted gazes. No one had expected this, and even Old Eagle’s body was trembling with astonishnt. No matter how ignorant he was, how little he understood of the art of war, he still knew that this banner symbolized the morale of the army, supporting the army so long as it existed.
If the banner was cut down, it ant that the enemies had reached the center of the army. This was a destructive blow to the morale of an army!
Not in their wildest dreams would anyone have believed Wang Chong to do such a thing.
"Young Master?!!!"
Old Eagle stared at him, his heart an icy rock.
Too surprising!
Too sudden!
For a few monts, Old Eagle’s mind was a complete blank.
Yet Wang Chong’s actions were never so easy to fathom. Bang!A young arm tightly grasped the massive banner, not letting it fall.
"Everyone, hear my order! The summit can no longer hold. The banner is critical, so we will currently take this banner and retreat to another location!" Wang Chong loudly declared.
Before he had even finished speaking, Wang Chong was already beginning to move to the rear, splashing up mud as he brought the massive banner in retreat.
"Hmph! You’ve quite rosy dreams. If you want to take the banner away, first leave your life here!"
At that mont, just when Wang Chong was preparing to make a strategic retreat, an icy and clear voice, seeming to exude the aura of a crane standing haughtily over the other birds, erged from the crowd. Before anyone could react, boom! A mist suddenly swept toward the summit, completely shrouding the vision of Wang Chong, Old Eagle, and the others.
Clang!
The almost inaudible hum of a sword could be heard in the mist, like a flood dragon crawling out of the abyss. In that mont, Wang Chong, Old Eagle, the Black Dragon Bandit elites, and all the other people on the summit felt like they were in terrible danger. It was like so sharp sword ant for reaping souls had locked onto them from a distance.
"Fengjiayi!"
With no evidence, not even having seen their assailant, everyone clearly felt that the person who had appeared to stop them was the Crown Prince of ngshe Zhao, Fengjiayi.
Clang!
A fierce Sword Qi cut at Wang Chong’s position, even cleaving the air in two. Yet this determined strike struck nothing but the air.
"Fengjiayi!!"
Around six zhang away, Wang Chong stared at that ’Great Tang soldier’ who had suddenly appeared where he had been originally standing, a chilly light flashing in his eyes. The person before him was clearly dressed in the uniform of the Annan Protectorate, and his appearance and deanor were also those of a person from the Central Plains. But Wang Chong was sure that this person was the Crown Prince of ngshe Zhao, the Fengjiayi that he had waited a long ti for.
I underestimated him!
This thought streaked through Wang Chong’s mind.
Wang Chong had originally believed that Fengjiayi’s late appearance ant that he was probably hiding in the Tibetans behind Jiaosiluo and that he would co together with Jiaosiluo. But Fengjiayi had been even more cunning than he had imagined. He had actually changed into the armor of the Annan Protectorate army and approached the summit unhindered.
Fengjiayi had spent a long period of ti studying in the Great Tang, in its very capital. As such, his accent when speaking the language of the Central Plains was no different from the people of the Great Tang, as were his deanor and aura. There was not the slightest trace of a person of ngshe Zhao on his body.
If Wang Chong hadn’t known that he might appear and pretended to take the banner and retreat, Fengjiayi might have never appeared.
This person is bound to be a big problem for the Great Tang. Even without the Zhang Qiantuo incident, ngshe Zhao and the Great Tang would have inevitably gone to war!
A murderous intent suddenly blood in Wang Chong’s heart.
Geluofeng and Fengjiayi were both ambitious sovereigns, neither of them willing to docilely accept a life of vassalage. Alas, a narrow bed did not permit more than one person to sleep on it, so this father and son would always have been at odds with the Great Tang.
Though these thoughts took a long ti to express, they lasted for only a split second in Wang Chong’s mind. Wang Chong soon heard a few familiar and furious roars.
"Protect Milord!"
"He’s the Crown Prince of ngshe Zhao, Fengjiayi! Everyone, be careful!"
"Young Master, quickly, get back!"
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The situation was always unstable on the battlefield, and Old Eagle had been on guard this entire ti. The mont Fengjiayi appeared, Old Eagle drew his sword and joined with the Black Dragon Bandit elites in encircling Fengjiayi and attacking him from all sides. But a bout of panicked shouts soon filled the air.
"Ah!"
A strange and terrifying sight was taking place before Wang Chong.
The mont the Black Dragon Bandit elites and Old Eagle within several zhang of Fengjiayi, their armor and boots suddenly began to twist as if coming alive. This tal quickly warped and fused together, transforming into man-shaped figures. And while these man-shaped figures were still forming, they were using their tallic arms to stab at Old Eagle and the Black Dragon Bandit elites.
This was the cause of those panicked shouts.
"Careful, there’s sothing strange about this fellow!" one of the elites shouted. This situation had surpassed all their expectations.
Thumpthumpthump!
The twisted tal dropped to the ground, where it quickly transford into black iron n that began to attack Old Eagle and the Black Dragon Bandit elites. The danger was so close at hand that even Old Eagle was caught off guard, Fengjiayi’s sword leaving a wound on his waist.
"The Great Geng tal Halo!"
At this ti, the only person who had maintained their calm was Wang Chong. Fengjiayi had clearly reached the Profound Martial realm and had achieved a very high level. The large Halo of Thorns under his feet just so happened to be the most difficult of the Five Elent Halos to cultivate, the Geng tal1 Halo. By cultivating this halo, one could swiftly summon the surrounding tal and transform them into tal n.
With further progress, one could even transform one’s entire body into a massive tal armor covered in sabers and swords!
It was extrely troubleso to fight people who had cultivated this kind of Halo of Thorns, because one couldn’t fight them with tal weapons. When fighting barehanded, any warrior would find their strength greatly reduced.
Boom!
There was no ti to think. Almost on instinct, Wang Chong used the Single Character Consecutive Slash to flip backward. At the sa, Wang Chong cast away the banner, thrusting it into the ground ten-so zhang away. Barely after Wang Chong finished all this, there was a crash and a flash of light. Fengjiayi suddenly appeared where Wang Chong had been standing just monts ago, smashing a giant hole into the ground.
Seeing that he had missed yet again, Fengjiayi couldn’t suppress the surprise in his eyes. Wang Chong was clearly inferior to him in cultivation, so his escape could only be explained by his martial intuition and perception. But how could a True Martial realm expert have better intuition and sense than one of the Profound Martial realm like him?
For the first ti, Fengjiayi felt like he had miscalculated.
Boom!
But there was no slowness in his movents. His eyes going cold, Fengjiayi stomped down a foot and imdiately vanished. No matter what, Wang Chong had to die. A Great Tang commander-in-chief who could allow the Tang army to display abnormal strength, who could use strategies and tactics to completely suppress the Tibetans, was soone who had to die!
This was why Fengjiayi had forsaken the battlefield and incited Jiaosiluo to engage in an all-out offensive.
"Ho! You think you can leave?"
There was a furious roar as a golden light flashed. Just as Fengjiayi began to move, he was intercepted by a black figure. The two quickly entered a fierce lee.
"The Six-Ard Ksitigarbha Vajra Guardian?! This is Batunlu’s supre technique! You actually managed to kill him!"
Fengjiayi’s enraged voice resonated through the skies.
The Six-Ard Ksitigarbha Vajra Guardian was typical of the Great Snow Mountain Holy Temple’s supre techniques, capable of stimulating a person’s inner potential to astounding levels. Old Eagle had only just broken into the Profound Martial realm and had originally not even been worth ntioning. But the supre technique of the Great Snow Mountain Holy Temple had suddenly pushed him to a level that could contend against an expert of Fengjiayi’s level.
"Good! I’ll see how long you can delay !"
Boomboomboom!
Sword Qi filled the air as they began to fight.
The situation isn’t good!
Wang Chong watched as the pair battled over sky and earth, his mind in turmoil. Even though Old Eagle was using the Ksitigarbha Vajra Guardian technique, he was still the one being beaten down in his fight with Fengjiayi. Perhaps he could have managed with the teoric tal armor, but in order to enter the Tibetan ranks, Wang Chong, Old Eagle, and all the others had buried their equipnt in the hills outside the mountain range, leading to the situation before him.
"Protect Milord!"
A chorus of shouts suddenly erupted out of the rain. The ruckus on the summit had alard the surrounding Tang soldiers, and several dozen elites of the Annan Protectorate army were quickly making their way up to the summit to attack Fengjiayi.
"Not good!"
Wang Chong’s heart tightened, but he only had the ti to say ’Careful’ before the thing he had worried about the most occurred. Buzz! Before the Annan Protectorate army elites could get close, their armor broke free of them, transford into tal n, and attacked their forr wearers. In but an instant, thirty-so tal n had appeared on the summit.
And even the sabers, swords, and halberds of the soldiers had transford into tal n. All of the soldiers were unard and unarmored, and could only be beaten down.
"Haha, since you want to try out human-wave tactics, I’ll let all of you experience what real human-wave tactics are!"
Fengjiayi’s icy and proud voice ca out of the void. Even in battle, he still had the mind to observe his surroundings. Boom!A palm pushed away Old Eagle as Fengjiayi dropped down to the ground. Crash! The five fingers of his right hand descended like an eagle’s claws to smash against the earth.
As if cut through by an invisible knife, the earth ruptured, shooting out dirt and gravel which began to congeal in the air and take shape. Boomboomboom! In the blink of an eye, several dozen more tal n had appeared on the summit.
The boundless rain plinged as it crashed against the bodies of the tal n. These figures had no eyes or ears, no mouth or nose, no signs of life whatsoever, nor any ripples of emotion. They gave an ice-cold feeling.
And at this mont, the atmosphere on the summit suddenly beca bleak and frigid.
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1. Geng is the seventh of the Ten Heavenly Stems and belongs to the elent of tal, representing Yang. The Five Elents are Wood, Fire, Earth, tal, and Water, and each elent has two of the Ten Heavenly Stems associated with it.↩
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