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
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 46: Threat After Threat
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 763- Begin part 1
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 901 - Pseudo-Apex Powers' Wealth
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 762.5- Bald head's ball part 2
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 778: The Great Dao Does Not Exist
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.10 - Northern District's Haze
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 45: Menacing Smile from Venice
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 417: I'll Beat You to Death Punch by Punch
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 250: Engagement with Goddess Justice
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 44: A Benevolent Governor for a New Dynasty
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 762- Bald head's ball part 1
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 900 - Times Have Changed
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 761- Scheme
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 777: Freedom
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.09 - Northern District's Haze
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 074: Hetu’s Misfortune
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 164: Battlefield Test Version
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 43: The Han Revolution
Chapter 1178: Prepare, Another Battle!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
"Milord, what do we do?"
Across the Tigris River, countless Arab soldiers were emerging from the icy river in terror. On the shore, Hular's face was a picture of unwillingness as he turned to the Head of Black Radiance, Fadi.
"There's no time!" Fadi gloomily said. He glanced up at the sky, where only a dim light was leaking through the dense clouds. At some point, dusk had arrived. In these circumstances, no matter how unwilling Fadi was, he had to halt the battle and wait for tomorrow to restart it.
"Has Jalil's army still not arrived?"
Fadi turned to a general behind him.
The Arab general lowered his head and reported, "Milord, Lord Jalil is marching as quickly as possible, but the weather is cold and the steel bridges for crossing the river are extremely heavy, so they've been slowed down. They probably won't arrive until tomorrow morning."
A hint of fury flitted through Fadi's eyes. Arabia had mobilized almost the entire empire for the assault on this city, preparing much more than imagined.
In the original strategy, the Arabs would have many long steel bridges to cross the river. But Fadi had believed that with all the boats he had, there was no need to wait for those heavy bridges to arrive.
Fadi had never imagined that this decision would come at such a heavy price for his army.
"Order Jalil to hasten his march! At daybreak tomorrow, I had better see those steel bridges!" Fadi ordered.
"This general will go!"
The general bowed.
"In addition, Hular, write a letter to His Majesty. Tell him that we don't have nearly enough top-class soldiers and that I hope His Majesty can dispatch more Great Generals to utterly vanquish these Tang. In addition, if there is any chance, have His Majesty send Governor Ansari to assist the army at Khorasan!" Fadi said.
Buzz!
Hular shivered at the name of Ansari, his eyes going wide. In the Arabian Empire, Ansari's reputation was like the noon sun, and even when compared to Qutaybah,
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