Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The battlefield was known to be hell on earth, a meat grinder for soldiers. Even though the soldiers could freely breathe and were currently uninjured, no one knew if they would come back alive from the next battlefield.
Everyone had grown accustomed to the battlefield being cold, cruel, and arduous, so it was easy to understand what they felt when they saw the Tang happily feasting away.
In the alliance camp, a Youzhou scout kneeled and respectfully said, "Master, the Tang in the steel fortress show no signs of stopping their celebration."
Thud! A plump palm slammed against a table, causing even the ground beneath it to tremble.
"Bastard! This is already the seventh day! What is that bastard thinking?!"
An Lushan's beard trembled as he raged.
One day, two days, three days… the Great Tang's celebration seemed to have no end. Even though he knew that Wang Chong didn't have good intentions, An Lushan had to admit that the activity to their south had already begun to affect his army's morale.
While An Lushan raged, Cui Qianyou, Tian Qianzhen, and Tian Chengsi frowned.
They understood Wang Chong's intentions, but they didn't know what to do.
They had already discussed whether or not they could imitate the Great Tang and hold their own feast, but Gao Shang had quickly rejected the idea.
The reason the alliance had been able to remain so calm and free of quarrels was that they were independent of each other and respected each other. Other than when they fought, they basically kept to themselves.
If they wanted to feast as the Tang did, who would provide the food for the feast?
Goguryeo didn't raise much livestock, so they would have to depend on the Eastern Turks and Khitans, but would the Eastern Turks and Khitans be willing?
Moreover, the countries had different eating customs, so if this matter were done poorly, it would fail to calm the army's morale and also stir up conflict between the countries, doing the opposite of what they hoped.
At this moment, a familiar voice said, "Heh, just
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