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
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
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?
The Tangs have returned!
This wasn’t just a rumor but a fact experienced by those residing in Transoxania.
The Black and White Calamity swept through every city and farm like a winter’s storm.
The Anxi Protectorate-General, together with the predecessors of the Anxi army and an endless army of specters, raised the Great Tang’s flag in Transoxania once more.
A question was presented to all countries in Transoxania.
Do you want to live or die?
“That’s why, Your Majesty, we should…”
In East Ushrusana’s capital, before the envoy could finish his report, the king had already taken out an old Great Tang conferment document and his royal seal before rushing out of the city.
“Your Majesty, shouldn’t we discuss this matter with the officials?”
The king’s aides were baffled.
The king was moving faster than they had expected. Even if they wanted to surrender, there was no need to rush into it.
“The fire is already burning up to our ass! What’s there to discuss?” No one had ever seen their plump, ball-like king running so fast before. “Are we going to wait till the Tangs lop off our heads before making a move?”
This was the standard response of most Transoxania nations. They were already accustomed to siding with whoever was stronger anyway.
They had been Great Tang’s vassals when it was at the peak of its power.
When the Persian Empire rose to prominence, they transformed into Persians.
And now that the Tibetans rose to power, they became Tibetan tribes.
They were grasses growing on the fence; they sided with whichever side the wind was stronger. Their ability to perform sliding dogeza was impeccable.
Now that Great Tang had returned, and their high shaman had been killed and turned into a zombie, it was only a natural course of action for them to kneel down and prostrate themselves.
To be fair, they also preferred Great Tang’s rule as compared to the Tibetan Empire’s. The taxes were more reasonable, and they didn’t have to be forced to change their faith.
So, wherever Shu Yichao’s army went, Great Tang’s flags were hoisted u
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