Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Emperor Taizong once said that the waters could uphold the boat and also sink it, and in the dynasties of the Central Plains, there were always imperial censors who could criticize the sovereign. But in the Arabian Empire, the sovereign had always been absolute, carrying supreme authority over life and death. There was no mention of any post like the imperial censor.
With this supreme authority, the Caliph could order the entire empire to move to the capital if he wanted to.
Moreover, the Arabian Empire had accumulated hundreds of years of fortune from its conquests of other countries, thus allowing the creation of the illustrious and dazzling sleepless city.
But at this moment, this city of more than one million people was deathly still.
Winds howled through its silent streets.
"How long has it been?" Wang Chong suddenly asked, squinting.
"The specified time of fifteen minutes has passed," Zhang Que replied.
"As the specified time has come and gone, it seems like Mutasim III is not ready to surrender.
"Have the army prepare to advance!"
Zhangchou Jianqiong rode out from the rear, his cape flapping in the wind and his eyes cold.
A thick and bloody aura surrounded his body. On the campaign trail, Zhangchou Jianqiong had killed countless people, which had once more stimulated his latent killing intent.
And it wasn't only him. All the Tang soldiers were surrounded by a lingering killing intent.
It made sense that Baghdad, the Arab capital, did not surrender. Everyone was ready to besiege the city, breach its walls, and occupy this western empire.
"Inform Zhang Shouzhi to get the giant ballistae ready. The army should be ready to assault once the King Ape attacks."
Wang Chong waved a hand, his expression cold.
"Yes!"
Zhang Que quickly left to relay the orders.
A few moments later, a deafening clatter of metal came from the rear. At the same time, the King Ape kneeled behind Wang Chong and gave a thunderous roar in the direction of Baghdad.
For various reasons, the first ape Behemoth that Wang Chong had taken control of
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