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!
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
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
In the tent, several armored Tibetan generals sat on chairs. Though their bodies were short, they were brimming with vigor, and they pulsed with Stellar Energy. While their skins were dark and tanned from their daily livelihood, their faces had a healthy red complexion.
Their faces sported red or yellow beards, and they all had rather grave expressions.
At this moment, a red-bearded general was raging, his face incredibly grim. It was clear that this was the general who had roared a moment ago.
A vigorous general sitting across from the red-bearded general sternly said, "Ormu, Blood Butcher might have encountered Tang soldiers. Wait a little longer."
He was trying to soothe Ormu, but he actually wasn't in a much better mood.
In the end, Blood Butcher had been recommended by him to command the raid. He had not expected that this man, who had been known for his swift battles, would end up fighting in Feng Village for so long!
"Reporting!"
At this moment, the galloping of hooves could be heard, and everyone instantly turned to the reporting soldier.
"After some investigation, we found that Blood Butcher's force of cavalry arrived at Feng Village in the Zi Period (11pm - 1am), but, but…" A scout was permitted inside the tent, and he got down on one knee and began his report. But by the end, his face twisted, and he began to stammer.
"Talk!" Ormu roared.
"At the first quarter of the Zi Period, it was surrounded by Tang… and completely wiped out!"
As the scout spoke, the tent became deathly still, disbelief appearing in the eyes of the Tibetan generals.
"Has this been confirmed?" that vigorous general asked, his eyes dangerously narrowing.
"Yes. Moreover, through our investigation, we found that the Tang operation was apparently led by the Third Prince of the Great Tang," the scout said, his head lowered and covered in sweat.
"What?!"
The generals in the tent were left dumbstruck, and even Ormu had been rendered speechless.
The Tang Empire had six Princes, and each one had his own merits. As
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