Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.2: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 2
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3843: Medicinal Gardens in the Skyscraping World
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 354: The Correct Day
The sight of the Sultana’s personal flag beside the Ottomain army sent alarm bells tolling in Constantin XI’s heart. He knew that the Ottomains were going to launch one last, ferocious attack.
“Romains, the decisive battle is upon us!” He got on his steed and loudly declared. “Grip your swords tight!”
Boom!
The bombardment on the west wall was more intense than ever. It was not just cannonballs but catapulted rocks too.
This was the order the Ottomain soldiers had received from their Sultana:
Screw it all! Throw whatever we have in store at them! Empty our supplies!
The west wall had already suffered tremendous damage in recent days. A huge chunk of the middle section of its wall had even crumbled.
“Our God is watching us!”
“Charge!”
Momoana led the charge toward the west wall on her war steed.
The Ottomain soldiers, galvanized by their sultana, rushed at the city walls like ferocious lions freed from their chains. With deafening roars, they charged across the moat without any care for their lives.
The Romain garrison troops smashed those who were closer with rocks and shot down those who were further away. From time to time, they would pour down buckets of hot oil, reducing the Ottomain soldiers to charred corpses.
However, the berserk Ottomain soldiers were unfazed.
They fearlessly charged up ladders they had brought to overcome the towering inner walls blocking their path. Many of them fell amidst wails of agony, but there were many more behind who obstinately pushed ahead, making progress bit by bit.
“Ahhh! This is exhilarating!” Shu Yichao was excited by the berserk Ottomains. “Finally, this is a proper war and not just some minor skirmish!”
He charged across the battlefield with his scimitar, evoking screams and spilling blood wherever he passed by. He was like an unstoppable disaster on the city walls.
Not even the Ottomain soldiers’ reckless charge could faze him in the least.
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“Tsk tsk. That was great!”
Shu Yichao had no idea how many enemies he had slaughtered in the last few hours, but his weapon had lo
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