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
Chapter 373: Clash of Troops!
"It has finally begun!"
At the same time, the "deserters" whom the military inspector had spoken about were surveying the situation from another hill.
From afar, they could see that the three hundred Tibetan armies had divided themselves into around a dozen echelons. Kicking up a huge cloud of dust, they charged down the mountain with alarming momentum.
It wasn't the first time Zhao Yatong, Fang Xuanying, and the others had witnessed this, so they were still able to keep their cool. However, the newcomers, Bai Siling, Xu Gan, and Huang Yongtu, were startled by the sight before them.
The charge of the three hundred soldiers felt like a force far beyond their grasp.
The Iron Cloak Highwaymen seemed nothing at all in comparison to them.
"How can they be so powerful?" Stunned by the sight before him, Huang Yongtu muttered under his breath.
This was the first time he had stepped onto a battlefield against the soldiers of a hostile nation. Even though the enemy was only three hundred strong, it had overturned the overly simplistic preconceptions he had held about war.
Xu Gan was a little calmer than him, but his complexion still showed that he was stunned by the sight before him.
Wang Chong was the only one who could retain his calm in the face of everything. He had none of Bai Siling's shock nor Zhao Yatong's apprehension.
To him, war was nothing more than a daily routine.
The three hundred Tibetan soldiers before him were just a walk in the park. He knew that the sight before him was just the appetizer.
The true might of the Tibetan cavalry was yet to be shown.
Weng!
As expected, from afar, as the three hundred Tibetan soldiers reached the halfway mark of the mountain, something suddenly lit up. It started with just a single glow, but before long, the second, third, and fourth one appeared...
Eventually, the entire Tibetan cavalrymen formation was shrouded in a white glow.
"What's that?" With twitching eyelids, Huang Yongtu asked worriedly.
"Halo of White Yak, the war halo of Tibetan soldiers!" Wang Chong r
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