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!
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
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
"Fine!"
Upon hearing Wang Chong's words, Gao Xianzhi ceased to argue.
Wang Chong had been almost entirely responsible for the Great Tang's victory in this unprecedented war between east and west. He had been able to predict almost everything that had transpired.
As long as Wang Chong continued to plan and strategize, there would be no major errors.
"Hyah!"
Gao Xianzhi pulled on the reins of his horse, turned around, and began to charge at the remaining Arab cavalry.
Pursuing the fleeing enemy!
With the death of Adnan, the remaining Arab cavalry were in a complete rout!
Rumble!
A vast wave of Psychic Energy spread over the battlefield, carrying Wang Chong's cold and callous voice.
"Everyone, listen well! Surrender and you won't be killed!"
Bang!
Upon hearing the voice of this 'demon god', numerous horsemen in the sandstorm immediately got off their horses and kneeled.
"We surrender!"
"We surrender!"
"We're from Damascus! The Arabs forced us to come! We surrender!"
"We're from Meiya! We have nothing to do with the Arabs and are also willing to surrender!"
"We're Tanzan people and were also forced to come! We're willing to surrender!"
For this invasion, the Arabian Empire had not only mobilized its own forces, but also the forces of the various countries on its border. These armies had formed a significant percentage of that 2.6-million-man army.
It was one thing if the Arabs had the upper hand, but now, the Hierophant was dead, the High Priest was dead, and the Governors and Deputy Governors of the Arabian Empire were being slaughtered like sheep. The Arabs had no hope of fighting back against this eastern empire.
Things had already reached this stage, so why should they need to die with the Arabs?!
Thudthudthud!
The battlefield grew much quieter as the soldiers from these various countries kneeled on the ground, so many that even Wang Chong was rather surprised.
Although he had been the one to ask for the surrender, he had not expected it to be so effective.
Regardless, the reduction in opponents was only a boon to
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