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
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
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)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 300: Collector
“Ah?” The Second Imperial Consort was stunned.
Does my big brother mean to give up on Edirne? But this is the capital of the Ottomain Empire! It has great political significance; only by occupying this place can the sultan give out orders to the arrogant military and chieftains.
How can we give up on it just like that?
“Big brother, we…” The Second Imperial Consort tried to dissuade Pasha Callerga.
“We overestimated ourselves,” Pasha Callerga interjected. “The Khitans don’t see us worthy of negotiation, be it us, the First Imperial Consort, or the Fifth Imperial Consort. To them, we’re just a bunch of lambs in the slaughterhouse.”
He turned to the Second Imperial Consort and asked, “Would you bother negotiating with the meat that you eat every meal?”
“…” The Second Imperial Consort found it ridiculous.
When did our Ottomain warriors fall to such a plight? We have always been the one plundering. Our enemies have always been the one trembling before our bloody shamshirs.
How did the tables suddenly turn on us?
“We’ll disguise ourselves and escape from the city right away,” Pasha Callerga instructed. “We need to flee before the Khitans notice us, or else it would be the end. For now, our goal is to find the Morean army and join hands with them. If we succeed, there might still be a chance to turn things around.”
When Pasha Callerga chose to give up on the capital, the Ottomains’ First Imperial Consort made the same decision too.
With the two imperial consorts taking away a substantial number of Edirne’s troops, the remaining soldiers couldn’t put up an effective defense. Their only fate was to be slaughtered by Shu Yichao amidst despair.
Just like that, Edirne, the Ottomain Empire’s capital, fell into Shu Yichao’s hands.
“Tsk.” Shu Yichao clicked his tongue after ending the last opponent.
He quickly assessed his losses, and he felt his heart bleeding in pain. “I lost nearly a hundred people? Tsk! Street fights are the worst.”
Mounted units needed a wide space to build up momentum. While Edirne had a few wide streets
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