However, the harsh reality was undeniable, leaving Turhun, the Arab Empire's general in his eastern expedition, with no choice but to believe it or not.

He firmly believed that something impossible in this world, something no one could possibly do, was happening in a bizarre yet real way right now.

What seemed impossible to others, or even to the workings of the world, became possible in the life of Chen Huai'an, the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

Who could blame them when Chen Huai'an, whom Turhong was about to face, was not only a transmigrator but also a chosen one of the worlds possessing the [Born to Be an Emperor] system?

In a way, Turhong was lucky.

At least the Chen Huai'an I encountered was only someone who could endlessly produce troops anytime, anywhere. In the end, I would have to fight him in real combat on the battlefield to see who would prevail.

If he were to encounter that guy named Liu Xiu from another dimension, Turhong probably wouldn't even see the enemy army before being wiped out by the meteor shower summoned by Liu Xiu.

"Report—"

"Reporting to the General, a large number of Tang cavalry have appeared in the direction of Yipianshi at the rear of our army and are already engaged in battle with us."

"Report—"

"Reporting to the General, a large number of Tang cavalry have been spotted in the direction of Wufeng Mountain on the left flank of our army. General Aini has already led his Persian cavalry to meet them in battle."

"Report—"

"Reporting to the General..."

One after another, messengers from the Arab Empire's eastern expeditionary army arrived breathlessly with news that filled Turhong with despair.

Even now, he still refuses to believe that this will be reinforcements from the Tang Dynasty.

However, faced with the harsh reality, his personal will appeared so insignificant and inadequate, and the ongoing war would not be swayed by his personal will.

Fortunately, the Arab Empire's eastern expeditionary army under Turhun consisted of well-trained professional soldiers. Even when they encountered a large number of enemy troops on the battlefield without receiving orders from their superiors, they were able to launch an orderly attack and fight the enemy under the command of their junior officers.

Inside the central command tent, it took General Turhong, the commander of the Eastern Expedition, a full incense stick's time to calm his volatile and irritable emotions before he could face reality and confront it positively.

The situation facing Turhong now is that the supply and grain depots of the Arab Empire's eastern expeditionary army in the Western Regions, including Wusun, Chesha, Xiye, and Pishan, as well as the grain routes to the Uyghur front, have all been cut off by the Tang army that "descended from the sky." The 200,000-strong Arab army left behind in the rear has been completely wiped out overnight.

The Arab Empire's eastern expeditionary army, which was launching a fierce attack on the Uyghur Khanate, and the vassal armies of the thirty-five kingdoms in the Western Regions, still numbered as many as 700,000. However, the food supplies they carried were only enough to sustain the army for less than half a month, and the damaged weapons and equipment could not be effectively replenished in a short period of time.

Furthermore, outside the 700,000-strong army that was launching a two-pronged attack on the Uyghur Khanate's princess city and capital city of Harabalqas, a large number of Tang troops were continuously arriving, and the vanguard had already clashed with the Uyghur Khanate's forces, with both sides engaged in fierce fighting.

When Turhong's Arab army marched eastward to conquer the Uyghurs, the situation on the battlefield began to develop in a way that was unfavorable to the Arab Empire, and the balance of the war began to tilt little by little toward the Tang Dynasty.

It seems that only one option left for Turhong and his 700,000-strong imperial army to retreat from the Uyghurs in time.

Otherwise, if the intelligence reported by the messenger is true, and the Tang army that "descended from the sky" this time really numbered as many as a million, then if the enemy were to surround the 500,000-strong Arab army outside the Princess City, then Turhong would only have one way out: death!

Turhong was also a decisive man. After calming down and recognizing the reality, he immediately decided to withdraw his troops from the Uyghur Princess City to preserve his strength and seek a decisive battle with the Tang army.

Immediately, Turhong loudly commanded, "Men, convey my orders—"

"All imperial troops currently attacking Princess City shall immediately cease their assault, withdraw from Princess City, regroup, and advance towards the Black Tiger City area;"

"Generals Caesar and Aini will each lead a cavalry contingent to garrison the outer perimeter of Princess City at Yipianshi and Wufeng Mountain, holding off the Tang army and buying time for the imperial army's withdrawal from the east."

"King Tibis of Wusun, along with the generals of the allied forces from the Western Regions, shall immediately assemble their troops and join the imperial army on its eastern expedition."

"The Imperial Expeditionary Army, which is currently attacking Harabalqas, the capital of the Uyghur Khanate, shall immediately cease its attack upon receiving this general's order and withdraw to Black Tiger City to join forces with this general."

"order......"

The general's orders were quickly relayed within the Arab Empire's eastern expeditionary army camp outside the Uyghur Princess City. Hundreds of thousands of Arab troops and their vassal armies immediately began to move, assembling and retreating towards the Black Tiger City area.

It was supposed to be an orderly evacuation, but in reality it turned into a chaotic rout where everyone was routed.

Of course, that's a story for later, so let's leave it at that for now.

At this moment, when the order to retreat issued by General Turhong was delivered to the Arab army that was fiercely attacking the inner city of Princess City, the Arab army at the front line had already occupied most of the inner city wall, and only the city gate tower was still in the hands of the Tang army.

Waaaaah—

As the mournful sound of horns rang out, the Arab army, which was engaged in fierce fighting, suddenly began to retreat without warning.

This scene took the defending soldiers, who had already resolved to die, by surprise.

"General, look! The enemy has retreated!"

At the gate tower of the Princess City's barbican, Tan Li, the deputy general of the Tang Dynasty's Anxi Protectorate (Northern Prefecture), covered in blood and with shattered armor, raised his hand to wipe his eyes, which were squinted by blood mist. He looked incredulously at the enemy army, which, with just one more charge, could have annihilated the less than one hundred defenders on the gate tower, had inexplicably taken the initiative to retreat.

He repeatedly rubbed his eyes to confirm that the enemy was indeed retreating, and finally couldn't help but say with tears welling up in his eyes, "General, look! The enemy, the enemy has really retreated!"

"What? The enemy has retreated?"

At this moment, General Lan Yu, who had ordered himself to be tied to the flagpole to fight, was already disheveled and unrecognizable, surrounded by the corpses of Arab Empire soldiers who had attacked the city.

With his last bit of strength, Lan Yu lifted the long hair that covered his eyes and stared wide-eyed at the city wall. Sure enough, he saw the enemy troops retreating in an orderly manner, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

Moreover, Lan Yu spotted a familiar figure among the retreating enemy troops—Tibis, the King of Wusun!

Tibbs stared wide-eyed at his enemy Lan Yu, who was tied to the flagpole, his eyes revealing a fierce look that wished he could tear him to pieces.

In the end, however, they had no choice but to yield to General Turhun's order to retreat. Amidst the repeated sounds of the retreating bugle, they were reluctantly swept up by the orderly retreating Arab soldiers and slowly lowered down the wall of the Princess City's barbican from the siege ladder.

Tibis couldn't understand why General Turhong would order a retreat at this time. The hundred or so remaining soldiers who were trapped in the city gate tower were already exhausted. With just one charge, they could take over the princess city completely and he could personally kill that bastard Lan Yu.

But it was precisely at this moment that the bugle call to retreat sounded, leaving Tibbes helpless as his enemy, Lan Yu, went unpunished.

Only those involved truly know the bitterness of it all!

However, no one cares about Tibbs's thoughts right now.

The surviving soldiers of Princess City, clutching their worn-out swords, stood on the city gate tower of the inner city, supporting each other, staring blankly at the enemy army retreating like a receding tide.

Although they did not know what had happened that caused the besieging Arab army to suddenly choose to retreat at the last moment.

But everyone knew that they had escaped this calamity and could continue to "live on" for a few more days!

Suddenly, General Lan Yu, who was fighting while tied to the flagpole, seemed to remember something, and a glint of light appeared in his bewildered eyes.

The next moment, Lan Yu could no longer hold back her tears, and roared to the sky: "Long live the Emperor! May the Tang Dynasty prosper forever!"