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
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 20
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
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
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Wang Chong felt a stream of warmth in his heart from Xu Qiqin's words.
"Mm."
Wang Chong nodded and said no more.
Xu Qiqin was always so sensible, no matter the occasion. This was one of the reasons Wang Chong had chosen to favor her with his affection.
Once he had made the arrangements, Wang Chong headed off toward Sindhu with a small group of people, leaving behind two of his clones to guard the capital and preside over the Xiangliu Formation.
Sindhu was extremely far from the Great Tang, but just like Xu Qiqin said, at Wang Chong's current level of strength, even the farthest distance lost its meaning.
Around six days later, Wang Chong arrived at Sindhu.
Whoosh!
A cold wind howled.
Atop a grayish-black mountain in Sindhu, Wang Chong, Young Master Qingyang, Li Siye, and Old Eagle looked down from on high.
Sindhu was as barren and impoverished as he remembered.
Around him was desolation, a land of swamps and bald rock. Even the mountain they were standing on was barren.
The cold wave had ended several months ago, and the ice and snow covering the Central Plains had thawed long ago. All was rejuvenating, and even the plum blossoms had bloomed.
Perhaps because of the intervening mountain range, the spring winds had been obstructed, and Sindhu was still cold, its winds chilly.
"Old Eagle," Wang Chong suddenly said.
"Your Highness, I've already tried to make contact, but the situation looks dire. We've suddenly lost contact with our men in Hyderabad and we have yet to receive any information from them," Old Eagle sternly said, his expression grave.
Hyderabad was a strategically important location for the Great Tang, as all Wootz Steel came from there.
Long ago, Wang Chong had garrisoned an army there that could reinforce Hyderabad in a timely manner if invaders attacked.
Hyderabad had complicated terrain, and he had left elite soldiers to guard this place. In normal circumstances, this would be more than enough to deal with enemy forces below ten thousand soldiers.
Even if they couldn't hold,
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