"Up!"
Guan Chang shouted as he faced the approaching stampede of bulls.
As soon as he finished speaking, he leaped directly from his horse, first slicing a charging bull rider in half with a single saber strike. Then, using the bull's back for leverage, he sprang up again.
The light-body martial arts from the Great Tang, for the first time, appeared before the eyes of the Indian soldiers.
Zhang De tied Xiao Dou Ya to his back.
Sha Wuchan carried Xuan Miao on his back, and even the personal guard of Hou Junji possessed extraordinary agility. At this moment, their choice was to advance and retreat with the Yan Yun cavalry.
There was no other way. Having reached the royal city, claiming innocence to the King of India would not even be believed by themselves.
Since that was the case, then let them fight!
Twenty-two figures rose and fell amidst the herd of bulls, continuously moving towards the royal palace. With every rise and fall, a bull rider was struck down and then mercilessly trampled by the following bulls.
As for the seven princesses, the Yan Yun cavalry could no longer concern themselves with them. Their life or death was their father's decision. They attacked the royal city solely to vent their anger.
These sons of bitches! It was one thing if they didn't send them away, but since they dared to send people to cause trouble, they would have to bear the consequences!
The Mo Dao sabers and plate armor, weighing over a hundred pounds combined, felt as light as nothing on the bodies of the Yan Yun cavalry. Their leaps felt effortless.
Watching the Yan Yun cavalry, as agile as monkeys, the King of India was utterly stunned. He had never witnessed such skill!
Botaliputra City, or the royal city of India, was not large, only about three to five li in length and width. From the city gate to the entrance of the royal palace was just over two li, a distance of about a thousand meters.
The Yan Yun cavalry, treading on the backs of the bulls and slaying the bull riders, passed through the bull formation. After passing the bulls, Guan Chang casually grabbed the tail of a bull.
Moo~~!
The bull let out a scream of agony.
Under the powerful inertia of its high-speed run, Guan Chang's pull directly dislocated the bones in the bull's tail. If not for the toughness of the bullhide, it might have been pulled off entirely.
The stopped bull instinctively kicked its hind legs towards Guan Chang. However, he leaped onto the bull's back, grabbed the horns with both hands, and forced the bull to turn around, charging towards the royal palace.
The others followed suit, each grabbing a bull to use as a mount.
Seeing that his last resort was useless against the Yan Yun cavalry and had instead been stolen to be used as mounts, the King of India hurriedly shouted, "Guards! Guards!"
A group of soldiers clad in golden armor quickly blocked in front of him.
These soldiers were merely for show, but at this moment, they were all he had.
Yet, this was self-deception!
In front of the royal palace, there was a long flight of steps. Guan Chang and his men, riding their bulls, arrived at the base of the steps. They had no choice but to dismount, holding their still-dripping Mo Dao sabers, and ascend the steps one by one.
It was time for foot combat!
In the exchange, the Mo Dao sabers struck once per enemy, but the weapons held by these golden-armored soldiers could not harm the Yan Yun cavalry in the slightest. When they struck the plate armor, aside from sparks flying, they were utterly useless.
Seeing this, the King of India fled into the royal palace. Li Dalian, without even using his bow, raised his hand and threw an arrow.
Ah~!
The King of India's thigh was pierced, and he fell heavily to the ground, his forehead slamming onto the steps, knocking out two of his front teeth.
"Stop!"
Bai Song stepped forward, placing his Mo Dao against the King of India's neck, and glared at the pursuers behind him, shouting.
Although the Indian soldiers did not understand what he was saying, their own king had been captured, and it was clear they could not continue fighting.
Zhang De set down Xiao Dou Ya from his back. She once again took on the role of translator.
"Die or surrender?"
Bai Song's voice was filled with killing intent. He wanted to kill. He had pursued Hou Junji for nearly a year without satisfying his bloodlust.
Feeling the coldness of the Mo Dao against his neck, as if a slight movement would cause the blade to sever his head, the King of India caved: "Surrender, surrender, surrender! This humble king is willing to surrender!"
Hearing Xiao Dou Ya's translation, Bai Song spat in the King of India's face: "Son of a bitch, not a shred of backbone!"
"Take out all the wealth from the royal palace and escort us to the Great Tang to meet the Emperor!"
"If you dare to have any tricks up your sleeve, be warned that I will flay you alive!"
Guan Chang surveyed the surrounding Indian soldiers and the officials under the King of India's command, his words laced with threats.
The King of India now wished he were dead. Previously, his seven daughters had returned crying that they had been bullied by some Tang people, so he had dispatched three thousand cavalry to seek justice for them.
As a result, not only had justice not been served, but he had also attracted these god of death to his own doorstep.
Now, let alone face, he had lost everything, even his dignity!
The King of India quickly instructed his officials and soldiers about Guan Chang's demands.
Outside the royal palace, officials, soldiers, and civilians, numbering no less than several thousand, gathered. Yet, not a single one dared to move. The Yan Yun cavalry, like invincible demon gods, made them as docile as lambs.
Thousands of people, and the Yan Yun cavalry could not do anything to them. Who would dare to make a move?
Xuan Miao, who understood the Indian language, was requisitioned by Guan Chang. He led a detachment of Indian soldiers into the royal palace to begin moving the treasure.
Boxes of Indian gold, silver, and copper coins were brought out.
The currency of India was different from that of the Great Tang. There were no ingots of gold and silver, and even the copper coins were not round with square holes.
All the gold, silver, and copper were in the form of round coins, with different patterns on them.
Xuan Miao was quite enthusiastic about this task. Not only the coins, but also the gems, silver pieces, and gold foil embedded in the walls were not spared.
This was a rare opportunity to prove himself. Who knew, if he satisfied these gods of war, he might receive better treatment back in the Great Tang.
Although the royal palace was not large, the process of moving the treasures would take some time.
Grumble~~
Just then, Zhang De's stomach growled. He patted himself down; all the dried meat he had brought was gone.