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!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3820: Essence of the Five Organs
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
Chapter 544: Confrontation! The Invisible Contest!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
"Young Master, where should we attack next?"
Under the cover of the dark rainstorm, Wang Chong and Old Eagle gathered up their soaked soldiers. Wang Chong's strategy had already shown its effectiveness. The Tibetan army surrounding the mountain range was in chaos and could no longer wholeheartedly attack the Annan Protectorate army.
In all of his career, Old Eagle had never fought in such a carefree and contented manner.
It had felt like dancing on the edge of a blade. They had been fighting more than one hundred thousand Tibetan cavalry, and the slightest mistake would have resulted in instant death. But under Wang Chong's arrangements, each strike was more frightening than risky. It had felt like they had the Tibetans in the palms of their hands, stirring them into complete turmoil.
This was completely different from what Old Eagle had imagined, the cold-blooded and cruel battlefield where one could die at any moment!
For a moment, Old Eagle even had to admit that he had become intoxicated by this feeling.
"We can no longer attack!"
To Old Eagle's surprise, Wang Chong completely rejected the notion.
"Don't forget that the Tibetans have Huoshu Huicang. Our success was partially because we had the right plan, but another part was that Huoshu Huicang underestimated us. He might have ignored us earlier, but now that things have reached this point, if Huoshu Huicang doesn't come out, he'll truly be letting down his title of Great General!"
"Ah!"
Old Eagle was dumbfounded.
That feeling of playing around with the one hundred thousand Tibetan soldiers, of having a powerful opponent in the palm of one's hand, had been so intoxicating that they had momentarily forgotten that the Tibetan army had still not moved. Huoshu Huicang, as the Great General presiding over the center of the Tibetan army, had never budged from his position.
As if a bucket of water had been poured over his head, Old Eagle shivered and came bac
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