Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 14
Their enormous bodies allowed the seemingly slow pace of the Behemoths to reach the level of a cavalry charge.
And at this distance, one could even see the thick armor covering the Behemoths.
"They're completely covered in armor!"
Upon seeing that every inch of the Behemoths was covered in armor, even their underbelly and head, Gao Xianzhi grimaced.
In the Battle of Talas, the Behemoth Army had also been covered in armor, but not to this level.
It was clear that after the battle, the Arabs had gone to great lengths to extend the armor to every part of the Behemoths' bodies. This would greatly reduce the effectiveness of the Tang ballistae.
Whoosh!
A gust of wind blew into the Tang army, causing Wang Chong's hair to dance, but that young face remained cold and unperturbed.
The Behemoths possessed unimaginable ferocity and savagery, and in front of these massive beings, martial artists were insignificant ants. But this was not Wang Chong's first time dealing with these enormous creatures.
When the Behemoths were about ten thousand feet from the defense line, Wang Chong bellowed, his eyes gleaming. "Su Hanshan, get ready!"
Crack!
Following Wang Chong's order, there was an explosion from the back of the army. A wooden crate that had been more than five hundred feet wide and seventy feet long burst open, revealing the giant metal weapons within.
Each of these metal weapons was about ten meters long. They looked very similar to ballistae, but they were ten times larger.
"Giant ballistae!"
In the distance, Abu Muslim immediately recognized those weapons, and his face paled.
"How did he manage to produce so many of them!?"
In the Battle of Talas, Abu Muslim had treated the Behemoth Army as his trump card, but in the end, it had fallen at the hands of Wang Chong. And amongst Wang Chong's many tricks, his giant ballistae had left the deepest impression.
If not for the fatal damage this weapon had done to the Behemoths, the Battle of Talas might have turned out entirely differently.
But there had been only two giant ballistae
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