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
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
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
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
For this war in the northeast, the men in black had mobilized more than five thousand elite experts from their main base. All of the formations and inscriptions had been created with extreme rigor and caution. Mortal inscription masters couldn't even come close to them.
And the formations on the steel plates were ancient, lost formations that had been selected from the texts in the main base.
These formations had been made for war, though they had been lost in the present era. In this era where formations had waned in power, they should have been more than enough for use against the Tang army.
"Hahaha, how could I not trust in Sir's strength?"
An Lushan opened his arms and laughed.
His heart, which had been in suspense, finally settled, and his last worry dissipated like a puff of smoke.
Without the power of the ballista army, Wang Chong's army was a tiger without its claws, losing at least half its fighting strength.
Though the Great Tang still had one million soldiers, An Lushan had no fear of them.
"All soldiers, move out! Wang Chong, our battle has only just begun!"
With these last words, An Lushan turned to that young figure on the wall and smugly smiled.
Just like how Wang Chong had used only a thousand-some ballistae for his probing volley, An Lushan was also just testing the defenses. The shield carts had been there to test the power of the ballistae, and the alliance army had yet to exert its full power.
But now, the test was over, and there was no longer any need to keep hiding.
Boom!
As An Lushan gave the order, the rear of the alliance army once more became restless.
The Tang soldiers watched as the ranks of the alliance army opened up, allowing tens of thousands more shield carts to rumble out.
Compared to the first batch, this wave of shield carts was even more complete, the wheels larger and sturdier, the steel plates thicker, denser, and larger.
Not only that, on the horizon, mountainous silhouettes emerged with a deafening rumble.
"Siege towers!" Abusi blurted out in sh
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