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
“Regent! Our scouts encountered the Eastern Romain Empire’s soldiers up ahead,” a military commander galloped to Hunyadi and reported, “They have constructed their barracks against a mountain, blocking our path.”
“They dare to launch a counterattack?” Hunyadi was surprised.
The severely weakened Eastern Romain Empire hadn’t dared to venture beyond the safety of its towering Theodosian walls for half a century now. This led him to think that their people were city dwellers who timidly hid in their fortresses and fervently prayed to the Lord for protection.
Granted that the Eastern Romain Empire had become a fearsome force in the past year, decimating whoever it got its hands on, those who had eyes could tell that it was all due to the Khitan Caesar, the Scourge of God.
The Eastern Romain Empire were merely freeloaders profiting off him… Saying that they were a cheerleading squad would be an insult to all cheerleading squads out there.
Hunyadi thought it was refreshing to bump into an army of Eastern Romains here. To him, it felt like a hamster was trying to put on a tough front before him, and he welcomed it.
I was still thinking about how I should deal with you people, but you’re throwing yourselves at my doorstep?
“How many people do they have?” Hunyadi asked.
“Our scouts estimate around 10,000,” the military commander replied.
“Who’s their commander? To dare to confront us like that…” Hunyadi murmured.
Opposing my army of 20,000 with just 10,000 soldiers? Not even the Ottomain Sultan was that brave!
“Is it Constantin? I’ll have to admit that he has guts.”
All of a sudden…
“KHITAN CAESARRR!”
“Scourge of God!”
“It’s the Scourge of God!!!”
Sharp screeches echoed, and Hunyadi’s advancing army began to panic. Many people began screaming their heads off while running in all directions.
“What’s going on?!” Hunyadi was initially flustered too.
Thinking that Shu Yichao had slaughtered his way here, he quickly ordered his personal guards to get into formation. They waited for a while, but when the legendary Khitan cavalry
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