Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Zhujubo was a strategic location between Shule and Khotan.
Located west of Khotan, east of the Pamir Mountains, and north of the Kunlun Mountain, it was an important route for the Tibetan Empire in the Western Region.
In Zhujubo’s City Lord Manor…
“What did you say?” Zhujubo’s city lord widened his eyes in shock. “The Shu army is causing trouble again?”
The cities in the Western Regions were highly autonomous, and their city lords were as good as kings on their turf. Many of them had previously undergone conferment as Great Tang’s vassals.
But when the Tibetan Empire attacked the Western Region, the Tibetans found these group of people jarring as they bore a resemblance to the Tangs, so they guarded against and oppressed them. A few city lords were massacred and replaced.
Those who lacked the strength to fight back could only lower their heads and secretly finance the resistance to stir trouble for the Tibetan Empire, though more often than not, their operations were more of an inconvenience than a threat.
The original city lords of Zhujubo and Shule were the unlucky ones; they were killed.
So, Zhujubo was currently under a Tibetan noble’s rule.
“Are you sure you aren’t pulling my leg?” Zhujubo’s city lord found it hard to accept what he had just heard. “You’re saying the calamity was caused by the Shu army’s mage?”
The Shu army? I have heard about them, but wasn’t the Shu army suppressed and massacred?
The person who had reported this matter to him was the spy he had planted in Shule’s army, and his loyalty was unquestionable, but Zhujubo’s city lord still wondered if the spy had gotten it wrong.
“City lord,” the spy pointed to his bandaged wound and cried miserably, “what I have said is true! Do you doubt my loyalty?”
While the Tibetan military powerhouses weren’t at war with one another, they weren’t on good terms either. Spying on another military powerhouse’s army was extremely risky; the spy would be subjected to the most severe torture before a mage turned them into an artifact.
The spy felt indignant that t
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