Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Both Wang Chong and Hou Junji had second meanings in their words, needles hidden within pillows. In their remarks, they had been subtly making blows at each other.
"The formation isn't bad, but alas, the larger the formation, the more men and resources that are required. You have far from enough men, so in the end, you're still rather hard-pressed. This old man spent several decades planning for this operation. Do you really think that this is all this old man has?"
As Hou Junji spoke, he smiled and removed a third piece from the jar at his side.
Li Heng, Miyasame Ayaka, Li Jingzhong, and the soldiers of Jinyang Palace felt their hearts sink. Wang Chong had just barely managed to stabilize the situation by borrowing the power of mountains and rivers, but in the end, Hou Junji still had another move.
Even though Hou Junji simply needed to defend the gates, it was apparent that the Army-Shattering War God of Taizong's era was not one to just sit on his hands and defend.
"All of your soldiers are focused on assaulting the three gates, but what would happen if another force of soldiers attacked from the rear? And what if these soldiers were the renowned Tongluo Cavalry?"
Hou Junji smiled, but there was a dangerous gleam in his eyes.
Clap!
Hou Junji pressed the third piece on the board, right behind one of Wang Chong's white pieces. The black pieces in that area had originally been split into two groups, but this black piece connected them, turning them into a massive dragon that hemmed in Wang Chong's pieces from both the front and the back.
And as that black piece landed, the hand that Hou Junji had kept behind his back made a gesture.
Creee!
The sharp cry of a gyrfalcon came from the distance, and the bird soon swooped through the night sky and vanished.
The cry traveled over a long distance, and Wang Chong couldn't help but turn grim upon hearing it.
At the same time, in the northwest region of the Imperial City, countless stalwart cavalry stood in orderly ranks.
These soldiers all had bright eyes and somber auras.
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