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 1599: Punish No Matter How Far! (II)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The Turkic golden eagles also had a 'surveillance language', with different calls carrying different meanings. This golden eagle's cries were short and rapid, carrying a hint of panic. Something had clearly happened.
"What's going on? Why is the golden eagle in such a bad state?"
"Where are the eagle trainers and the scouts on the ground? Why is there no trace of them even though the eagle has returned?"
The joyful and celebrating Turkic camp was suddenly surging with unease, and the crackling of the bonfires now sounded particularly loud.
Everyone instinctively felt that something was wrong, but their minds were still rejecting the idea.
Their camp had scouts patrolling around it night and day, extending as far as eighty li. It was impossible for there to really have been an incident.
Creee!
Just when everyone was still clinging to a small sliver of hope, a second sharp cry broke through the colds. It was even sharper and more resounding than the cry of a gyrfalcon.
Whoosh! A bird that was far smaller than a golden eagle flew out of the clouds, and then it slammed like a meteor into the golden eagle.
There was a plaintive screech as the golden eagle plunged like a stone, slamming to the earth with a bang. In the air, an explosion of feathers gently drifted to the ground.
Buzz!
For a moment, the camp was absolutely still, as if time had stopped, but then, boom! The camp exploded into an uproar. As for the Turkic captain, his eyes went wide and he shot to his feet, his body trembling like it had been struck by a lightning bolt.
"Enemy!"
A loud cry resounded in everyone's ears, but it had not come from the camp. Seven to eight hundred meters away, a bloodstained Turkic horseman was frantically riding in the direction of the camp.
He was urgently shouting, but a moment later, phweee! There was a sharp whistle and then an arrow came from behind and pierced the Turkic soldier through. With energy to spare, the arrow
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