Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 05.09 - Gold
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 424.2: Life Isn't Easy - Part 2
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3729: Gathering of the Four Clans
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 255: I'm a Despicable Bad Module❤
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 59: Pushed To a Corner
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 777- Colorful Wheel Illusion Part 2 (1)
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 909 - Desolate Star Auction
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 776- Colorful Wheel Illusion
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 784: Group Battle (2)
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 05.08 - Gold
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 078: Jiang Lianshan?
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 424.1: Life Isn't Easy - Part 1
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3728: Unstoppable
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 254.2: The Tamed Queen of Eternal Night, The Truth About the Fall of the Time Goddess (2)
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 07 Chapter 003.1: Chen Heng Offends Fu Hua Again, Part 1
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 58: Subservience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 775- Let's spar
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 908 - Fourth Tablet
“Khitans!”
“It’s the Khitans!”
Guttural screams from the city walls spurred panic in Sochia.
The Ink Sea Chief Inspector wanted to keep this matter a secret, but confidentiality wasn’t a thing in this era. Gossiping was commonplace, and often, these gossips tended to blow out of proportion after going through a couple of people.
The surviving soldier claimed that there were 200 Khitans, but by the time word made its way out of the chief inspector manor, the number had already hiked up to 30,000.
And the total population of Sochia didn’t even number 30,000.
Thus, the entire city fell into a state of panic.
On the city wall, the Ink Sea Chief Inspector, who had donned his armor, asked the captain of his personal army, “How many people are there?”
“Around 70 to 80 cavalrymen,” the captain reported. “They are probably just the scouts. Chief inspector, why don’t I take our men…”
The captain meant to bring a few hundred soldiers down to probe the enemy. If they could eradicate these seventy cavalrymen, it would greatly boost their soldiers’ morale.
“That won’t do.” The chief inspector shook his head. “What if they have prepared an ambush? We only have so few people to guard the city. We mustn’t make a reckless move till we get to the bottom of the Khitans’ forces.”
“You’re right, chief inspector.” The captain nodded in agreement.
The heavy casualties they had suffered thus far, by logical deduction, suggested that there was a sizable army camping in the vicinity.
It can’t be that a platoon of seventy had crept around like specters to ambush our people, slaughtering almost everyone in every encounter. That would be ridiculous.
“Besides, those Khitan scouts will only break their heads if they try to fight the sentries we have stationed outside—Wait, what are those Khitans trying to do?!”
To the chief inspector’s incredulity, the Khitans, who appeared to be scouting the area, suddenly began charging at their sentries like utter fools.
Even the Ottomain guards on duty were dumbstruck.
While the sentry posts scattered outside
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