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
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
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
The Tang army had returned, but it was different from what the middle-aged man had envisioned. They weren’t an army of living soldiers but armored white-haired skeletons riding on netherworld steeds.
These white-haired skeletons didn’t disappear even in the day; they moved freely under the sun.
The middle-aged man, despite his wealth of life experience, was still shocked.
Speaking of which, why does that flag look so familiar?
“Shu…” the middle-aged man murmured.
Just then, he saw a towering figure dressed in an oddly familiar getup walking over. A name popped into his head, and he blurted out in astonishment, “Vice General Mi?!”
He recognized the other party to be the vice commander serving Old General Shu and Young General Shu. Granted that he had never seen Vice General Mi’s real face, that getup was really one-of-a-kind.
Miazova turned around and assessed the middle-aged man. It lowered its head in contemplation before asking, “Little Liu? You’re alive.”
“Yes, yes! I’m alive!” the middle-aged man exclaimed as he wiped off his tears. “After I was captured by those barbarians, they first sent me to the fields for a few years before tossing me into the mines… they nearly got me for good!”
He chuckled a little before clasping his fist. “Xuanwu Army, Liu Eleventh, reporting in!”
“You shouldn’t be saying that to me.” Miazova eyed Shu Yichao. “Report to him instead. I’m still the vice commander, as usual.”
“…”
Liu Eleventh looked at the flag, which reflected Tang on one side and Shu on the other.
When he exchanged looks with Shu Yichao earlier, for a brief moment, he saw the silhouettes of a white-haired old general and a valiant female general.
“Could it be…”
“It’s as you have thought.” Miazova could see through Liu Eleventh’s thoughts. “He’s Shu Wenchang’s grandson, Shu Chuanfeng’s son.”
“…” Liu Eleventh squashed his face to check if he was dreaming. “You need not say anything else. We will throw our lots with General Shu! We will only rest after we send these barbarians packing!”
“Are you not afraid?” Miazova asked
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