Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 14
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 31: Weaving Shadow Nest! Crypt Lord!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 617: Bodhisattva Lowers Its Gaze
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 320: Fate is a Cycle
“What did you say?”
The Ink Sea Chief Inspector grabbed his soldier’s neck. “Say that again! Do you know the consequences of taking me for a ride?”
“Chief inspector, I didn’t lie! I don’t dare to lie!” the soldier cried. “They really are Khitans. They attacked the misses’ group. We desperately fought back, but we weren’t a match. We lost half of our brothers in the first clash, and I’m the only one who managed to escape.”
“Scram!” the chief inspector roared.
He pushed aside the soldier before sinking into his chair. He covered his face and cried.
“Sereya, Serena. My daughters!!!”
He dared not imagine what would happen to his beautiful daughters after falling into the hands of brutish soldiers.
The bad news didn’t stop there.
He nearly fainted on the spot when Dilber’s corpse, killed by a single slash to the throat, was delivered to him. When he heard the captured slaves’ accounts, he felt as if he was dreaming.
“The sultana once praised Pasha Dilber’s valiance. Even ten veteran warriors would struggle to match her. Yet, she was killed by a prisoner. This is almost like a joke… I get it now.”
“What did you get?” the chief inspector massaged his chest as he asked weakly.
“This must be the Khitans’ ploy!” the captain of his personal army replied. “They wish to divert our forces to weaken us, so that they can take over our cities. A number of our warriors have disappeared in recent days. The Khitans must have prepared a huge army!”
“Is it possible?” The chief inspector was skeptical. “It’s rare for so many Khitans to appear so far away from where they usually reside.”
Thus, he called one of the cavalrymen and asked, “Did you see how many Khitans there were?”
“Er…” The cavalryman was startled. He gulped down his saliva and hesitantly replied, “Two hundred?”
The chief inspector shot to his feet and bellowed, “Call everyone back! Guard the city!”
Oh god. I know I claimed to have 3000 men here, but only 1000 of them are able to fight. I can always give birth to more daughters, but I’d be left with nothing once my city crum
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