Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
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 Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Even though the Arabs had one million soldiers on their side, each of them still felt like they were facing the Tang army alone.
This battle had already gone on for more than eight hours. While the Arabs had lost seven to eight hundred thousand soldiers, they still had a force of one million, seven hundred thousand—far more than the Great Tang.
In comparison, the Great Tang had lost one hundred and seventy to eighty thousand, leaving four hundred and ten to twenty thousand soldiers. Even with the Sassanid reinforcements, it was only five hundred and ten thousand soldiers or so. The gap in numbers was still very large.
But at this moment, the Arabs were losing men at an unprecedented rate.
One hundred thousand!
One hundred and twenty thousand!
One hundred and eighty thousand!
Two hundred and forty thousand!
……
The Arabs utterly collapsed in the face of the Great Tang's disciplined and cohesive assault. The worst thing was that they had no idea where the enemy was. In their panic, several Arab soldiers charged toward the sound of fighting and began to fight with what they thought were Tang soldiers, but they ended up realizing that they were on the same side.
As they sensed the astonishing losses sustained by the army, Adnan, Abu Muslim, and the various Governors and Deputy Governors all scowled.
"Bastard!"
They gnashed their teeth, but they knew that there was nothing that they could do.
The sandstorm had thrown the Arab army into disarray. In the short time that had passed, Adnan's Savage Fang Army and Abu Muslim's army had been scattered, and gathering them back together was an impossible task.
Moreover, the sandstorm was still intensifying, and the incessant neighing of horses indicated that the most important 'companions' of the Arab cavalry were so panicked that they were beyond control, only furthering the disorder in the army.
A thick black flame blasted aside the sandstorm while a thunderous bellow traveled through the world. "Everyone, hear my order! Attack downwind!" Seeing the army in chaos, Khatabah had
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