Chapter 1003: Clash!
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Records of the Human Emperor Chapter 1003: Clash!

Chapter 1003: Clash!

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Under the fluttering banner, the tens of thousands of Turkic cavalry, led by Duwu Sili, looked in a single direction. The darkness was quiet, as if nothing was happening, but it was permeated with an air of unease. Everyone knew that in that direction, at the very limits of their vision, the illustrious and dreadful Wushang Cavalry were galloping toward them.

A faint rumbling came from the distance, which rapidly intensified until it seemed like it was a vast landslide approaching. Beneath the feet of Duwu Sili, the ground began to tremble.

"They're here!" a Western Turkic general suddenly said.

There was no need for him to say any more. If one looked in the direction of Talas to the west, one could see a roiling flood of black steel approaching, moving as quickly as lightning. Leading this army was the enormous dragon banner of the Great Tang, which exuded an intimidating aura as it fluttered in the wind.

The Great Tang of the Central Plains!

This was not the first time the Turks had heard of this country, nor was it the first they had ever fought with them. Before today, they had always regarded this country with a little scorn and disdain. But then, they had seen the Great Tang reverse the tides of this Battle of Talas, sweeping away Abu Muslim and his vast Arab army. Now, all of them felt fear and shock.

This name now held a completely different weight.

"Shamask, Chekun Benba, listen for my order. Get ready to fight at any moment!" Duwu Sili said, gazing into the distance.

"Yes, Milord!"

The two bowed and affirmed. Shamask in particular was burning with a desire for battle.

"Milord, be at ease. This general will do his utmost!" Shamask declared.

In the battle with the Wushang Cavalry, Shamask had lost all his dignity. This matter was now in the past, but it remained an enormous disgrace for Shamask. He spent every moment thinking of ways to wipe away this smear on his record.

Time slowly passed, the atmosphere turning more solemn. A

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