Chapter One Thousand and Thirty-Two

"It's ......"

Seeing the chaotic scenes behind the horses and soldiers, Daqin Ruozan's eyebrows couldn't help but pick, revealing a solemn look. I saw the entire northern part of the Uszang camp, the wind was howling, and a white mist was extremely cold, I don't know when, the mighty swept from the north. Under the effect of this cold snap, the temperature of the entire Uszang camp dropped sharply, and when those white mist spread all over the sky, it suddenly had a huge impact on all the Uszang troops.

Looking at the position of Daqin Ruozan, more than one-fifth of the entire army camp was shrouded in fog, and there were no human figures at all, and this cold fog was still rapidly diffusing and began to spread towards the entire camp.

"Ah, it's cold!"

"What the hell is going on, I can't see anything, come and help me!"

"The war horse is afraid of the cold, and I almost can't control it. Ah, no, let it run!"

......

The whole camp was in chaos, the cold fog was everywhere, and many strong soldiers didn't feel much yet, but some of the Wusizang soldiers who didn't cultivate enough actually began to shiver coldly.

"Bastards, you shit, can't you even pull a war horse!"

Huo Ba Sangye was furious, and before everyone could react, he suddenly pulled a war horse, turned over, and rushed into the place where the fog was thickest in the distance, and behind him, several soldiers of Mu Chi's great iron cavalry followed closely.

"Daxiang, it's not snowing yet, why is it starting to cool down, is this situation normal?"

The fire tree returned to hide and said suddenly. The Tibetans also know something about the Western Regions, and generally only cools down some time before the snowfall, but it is still at least two months away.

Daqin Ruozan didn't speak, the light in his eyes flashed, at this moment, he faintly thought of something, but there was no way to grasp it for a while.

"Look!"

While he was pondering, suddenly an exclamation came, at first, everyone didn't care, but gradually, the commotion became louder and louder, and countless soldiers looked up one after another, as if they had found something.

"Great Minister, look at the sky!"

Suddenly, a voice came from his ears, and even the fire tree Guizang couldn't help but raise his head and look at the sky.

Daqin Ruozan's heart shook slightly, and he couldn't help but raise his head and follow everyone's gaze, when he saw the source of the exclamation, even Daqin Ruozan couldn't help but shake violently in his heart.

"This ...... , the sun is eclipse!"

I saw that in the sky, deep in the clouds, a dim red sun hung high there, and in the core of the sun, several huge round black spots appeared, as if they had been corroded away.

"Oracle!"

A voice came from his ears, not from Daqin Ruozan, but Du Song Mangbu Zhi and Huo Shu Guizang, the two of them looked at the black spots of the sun in the sky, and their expressions revealed unprecedented shock.

"How is it possible, the prophecy of the temple really happened. ”

Du Song Mangbu muttered to himself, and at this moment, the three of them all thought of the same thought in their minds.

"The sun is black, the three-eyed golden crow, and the horse steps on the white frost!"

This is the news from the supreme oracle of the Uszambian Empire. After receiving three identical oracles in succession, "The crisis begins in the East", the Zao king, at great expense, finally received further news from the oracle through a witch sacrifice. Every 6,000 years, there will be a earth-shaking change on the Us-Tibet Plateau, all the civilizations on the plateau will be erased, and everything will return to the original state.

And before this catastrophe, there will be three visions. And the black eclipse of the sun is the beginning of it all.

According to the oracle, if all three visions occurred, then the entire Usz-Tibetan Empire, including the civilization it represented, would be completely annihilated from the world.

At this moment, Daqin Ruozan, Huoshu Guizang, and Dusong Mangbuzhi, the three top figures of the Usti-Tibetan Empire, had a heavy heart.

"Great Minister, could it be that what the oracle said will really happen?"

Du Song Mangbuzhi stood beside Daqin Ruozan and said, his expression solemn.

"Whether it will happen or not, we will not let it happen, isn't that what we are here for?"

Daqin Ruozan raised his head and said.

Du Songmang nodded and didn't say anything.

The sun is the most masculine and rigid between heaven and earth, full of infinite power, it is pure without any impurities, no one has ever seen such a phenomenon, the sun is black and eclipse, this is not a normal thing. Once upon a time, everyone thought that the oracle was still far away from them, but at this moment, seeing the black erosion in the sky, everyone felt a personal threat.

"Either you die, or I die, the crisis starts in the east, all threats come from Datang, if you want to avoid the disaster in the oracle, you must destroy Datang, no matter what, this battle must be won!"

Du Song Mang Buzhi said secretly in his heart, his eyes inadvertently glanced at Daqin Ruozan and Huo Shu Guizang, Du Song Mang Buzhi knew that at this moment, the two of them also had the same thoughts as themselves.

The signs have appeared, and if he wants to avoid the fate of the Zhangzhung Dynasty thousands of years ago, Uszang can only defeat the Tang Dynasty, and Talas will be the most crucial battle.

"Whew!"

In the sky, endless clouds surged from all directions, and the dim red sun only existed for a short time in the eyes of everyone, and then completely disappeared. The heavens and the earth suddenly became much colder, whether it was Daqin Ruozan or Du Songmangbuzhi, no one knew that this would be the last time everyone would see the sun this winter.

Hum, the rolling white cold current swept down, and it only took a moment to permeate the entire Uszor camp, and almost at the same time, the camp of the Western Turks, dozens of miles away, the city of Talas beyond, and the entire north, were all shrouded in white cold mist.

"Is it starting so soon?"

In the training ground in the north of the city of Talas, a handsome flag representing the Tang Dynasty hunted and danced in the air, and under the handsome flag, Wang Chong looked at the white cold fog around him, and also raised his head, looking at the air and muttering to himself. At this moment, no one knew what he was thinking except himself.

......

There was a bang, and the sound of wings breaking through the sky came from the sky, and even Daqin Ruozan didn't expect that with the appearance of the sun's black eclipse, something unexpected happened. In the evening, eagle falcons flew down from the sky, bringing news from the Uszang Plateau.

The last two of the three major training camps in Wusizang, the Yajuelong royal lineage, the major families on the plateau, and many plateau warriors have sent letters to express their support for Daqin Ruozan.

The appearance of the black eclipse of the sun has made all the ancient families and forces of the Uszang Plateau feel panic and threat, although the plateau is in a state of extreme shortage of soldiers, but all these ancient families and forces will do their best to help Daqin Ruozan.

- A total of 40,000 elite soldiers and horses will set out from the plateau and rush to the city of Talas to support the Great Chin Ruozan.

......

When Daqin Ruozan, Du Wusili, Wang Chong and others were still suffering from the cold current in the north, all the way to the south, far away Khorasan, at this time, the heat wave was rolling, and the weather was in full swing.

"Coax!"

"Hah!"

......

In the sky above the city lord's mansion in the center of Khorasan, thick smoke billowed and flames were blazing, and a big blacksmith with knotted muscles was naked and gathered in a circle, holding a heavy hammer in his hand, raising it high, and constantly hammering down, bursting out countless sparks. Boom, boom, the sound of steel hammering resounded in the sky, endlessly.

As these blacksmiths hammered day and night, pieces of armor were slowly forming on the iron platform.

Not far away, Aiybek looked at the busy scene in the courtyard and nodded with satisfaction:

"Yes, in a month, all 10,000 armors should be complete. When the time comes, we will be the most powerful presence in the history of the Mamluk Legion!"

At this moment, Aibek's eyes burst with ambition. The Mamluk Legion was originally the most powerful force in the Great Food Empire, but with the Extraterrestrial Star Iron sent by the High Priest, an even more powerful Mamluk Legion would appear in his hands. Equipped with a full set of extraterrestrial star armor, coupled with the super combat effectiveness of the Mamluk Legion, there will be no strength comparable to Mamluk on the entire land, including the so-called black wounded iron cavalry in the east.

"Faisal, has the poisoned Hyderabad ore been delivered?"

Aiybek's eyes were like thunder, and he stood on the high steps, without looking back.

"Back to my lord, I am still on the way, and I will be able to reach Khorasan in three days, and I can participate in the training of weapons at any time! Ghassani personally led the escort, and there will be no problems. ”

A voice came from behind him, a hawk-eyed, high-nosed, black crescent earring on his left ear, and a sharp-eyed, very dangerous-looking Mamluk general.

Faisal, deputy leader of the Mamluk Legion, number two in the legion.

It is rumored that while conquering a powerful country in the northern part of the Great Food Empire, Faisal inadvertently broke away from the large army and fell into the siege of the other party. By the time the Mamluk Legion soldiers found him, he had been fighting in enemy territory for seven days and seven nights, surrounded by mountains of corpses, including the enemy generals who had lured him through. And the blood that flowed from the corpses stained the streets of the whole city red.

Faisal has since become famous and is known as the "Condor of Death"!

"Good!"

A glint flashed in Aiibek's eyes, Ghassani was the number three person in the Mamluk Legion, at the peak of the Brigadier General level, and his combat effectiveness was close to that of a general. With his escort, there will never be any problems. Even if the remnants of the rebels who were conquered by the Great Food tried to do something, they would never succeed.

"Tell Ghassani that this time to transport Hyderabad ore, if you encounter the remnants of the rebels, you will be killed!"

"Yes, sir!"

Faisal said sincerely.