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
Contrary to the expectations of England’s regent, the sight of the Metal Fortresses wavering or even succumbing to despair didn’t happen. Their footsteps didn’t slow, and they continued to charge on with determination.
If anything, the Crusade’s celebration allowed them to advance with greater ease.
“What?” England’s regent couldn’t believe what he was seeing. “Why aren’t they frightened?! Why aren’t they wavering?!”
Someone soon answered his question, not with words but a spear.
Shoosh!
A black flash pierced through the center of the celebrating army.
Blood splattered.
An entire row of soldiers collapsed just like that, plunging the battlefield into silence.
The smoke scattered, and a blood-red cavalryman emerged.
The earlier bombardment failed to strike Shu Yichao. He had no idea why those people were celebrating.
Bam!
A ballista spear flew in Shu Yichao’s direction, but he took out his scimitar and sliced it into two. He began charging forward like an unstoppable bull.
“Struggle in the pits of despair!”
The Crusade’s morale was crushed to see Shu Yichao ‘rising from the dead’ and coming after them once more.
“AHHH, MONSTER!!!”
“The Scourge of God has come back to life!”
“He’s unkillable! We’re going against the Lord’s will!”
The Crusade panicked.
“What’s that fellow doing?!”
The Duke of Milan felt light-headed. He understood that England’s regent had done that to undermine the Khitans’ morale, but the problem was that not only did he fail to do so, but he had also crushed their own soldiers’ morale.
Boom!
The Metal Fortresses finally arrived at the frontlines. They followed the path Shu Yichao had opened up for them, allowing them to disregard the fences and ditches dug by the Crusade to charge into the enemy ranks.
Soldiers and horses toppled over. The Crusade’s formation was being overrun.
Shoosh… Pak!
A ballista spear rammed into a Metal Fortress and knocked him down his horse.
“Good!”
A few soldiers of the Crusade exchanged high-fives to celebrate this mini victory.
To their shock, the Metal Fortress rose up
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