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
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 1
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 28: The Demon King’s Summon
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 602: Reputation After Death Isn't Important
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3820: Essence of the Five Organs
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 306: Malice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 228: Surrounded
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139.5- Ice Corridor (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139- Ice Corridor
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Chapter 1157: The Shocked Kingdoms!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
After the defeat at Talas, the remaining Arabs soldiers had truly been fleeing like stray dogs. From Talas to Samarkand, the number of soldiers that had remained at Abu Muslim and Ziyad's side didn't even reach thirty thousand. Fortunately, they had Samarkand. The thought of Samarkand's thick and sturdy walls immediately caused Ziyad to calm down.
At the very least, with the help of these walls, the two of them would have a rare opportunity to catch their breath.
"Reporting!"
Ziyad had barely walked two steps, not even leaving the military hall, when a frantic voice rang out in his ears.
Both of them nervously turned their heads and saw a panting Arab messenger, his face pale and stricken with unease.
"Reporting! The second gate of Samarkand was broken through. The Sassanids, leading more than twenty thousand Tang, are in the middle of attacking the city."
The moment the messenger entered the hall, he kneeled down, a deluge of sweat coming from his body.
"What?!"
Abu Muslim and Ziyad both trembled in shock, as if they had seen a ghost.
"How could that be? What about the lookouts? Why didn't we receive any word of such a large ruckus! Did not a single person see such a large army approach?"
Ziyad's eyes went round in disbelief. An army of more than ten thousand was so large that all except the blind could spot it, and they hadn't even gotten word of an enemy army approaching.
"Milord, the scouts sent word, but before they could approach the military hall, they were slain by the experts the Sassanids hid in the city. The Sassanid spies are currently starting fires, killing people, and stirring rebellion, and Samarkand is in chaos. Milord, we should quickly retreat!" the messenger frantically said.
The last few words from the messenger were like thunder in Abu Muslim's and Ziyad's ears, and their faces paled. The words 'Milord, we should quickly retreat' dealt an even greater shock to them than the news that Wang Chong had j
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