Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
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
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The battlefield was known to be hell on earth, a meat grinder for soldiers. Even though the soldiers could freely breathe and were currently uninjured, no one knew if they would come back alive from the next battlefield.
Everyone had grown accustomed to the battlefield being cold, cruel, and arduous, so it was easy to understand what they felt when they saw the Tang happily feasting away.
In the alliance camp, a Youzhou scout kneeled and respectfully said, "Master, the Tang in the steel fortress show no signs of stopping their celebration."
Thud! A plump palm slammed against a table, causing even the ground beneath it to tremble.
"Bastard! This is already the seventh day! What is that bastard thinking?!"
An Lushan's beard trembled as he raged.
One day, two days, three days… the Great Tang's celebration seemed to have no end. Even though he knew that Wang Chong didn't have good intentions, An Lushan had to admit that the activity to their south had already begun to affect his army's morale.
While An Lushan raged, Cui Qianyou, Tian Qianzhen, and Tian Chengsi frowned.
They understood Wang Chong's intentions, but they didn't know what to do.
They had already discussed whether or not they could imitate the Great Tang and hold their own feast, but Gao Shang had quickly rejected the idea.
The reason the alliance had been able to remain so calm and free of quarrels was that they were independent of each other and respected each other. Other than when they fought, they basically kept to themselves.
If they wanted to feast as the Tang did, who would provide the food for the feast?
Goguryeo didn't raise much livestock, so they would have to depend on the Eastern Turks and Khitans, but would the Eastern Turks and Khitans be willing?
Moreover, the countries had different eating customs, so if this matter were done poorly, it would fail to calm the army's morale and also stir up conflict between the countries, doing the opposite of what they hoped.
At this moment, a familiar voice said, "Heh, just
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