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 563: The Decisive Battle! The Whitestone Corps!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Neigh!
Horses neighed in the roaring winds. Once the conversation between Xianyu Zhongtong and Dalun Ruozan concluded, the entire mountain was surrounded in turbulent air currents and an extremely tense atmosphere.
The neighing of warhorses, the thundering of war drums, and the blaring of horns all served to bring the tension to its peak.
Though the faces of the Mengshe Zhao soldiers were obscured under their helmets, the tightness with which they gripped their pikes revealed their true emotions.
Nearby, the Tibetan soldiers who were famed for their ferocity and courage were doing no better. Their constantly blinking eyes amply revealed the unease of these soldiers of the plateau.
The Great Tang at its full flourish had left an indelible impression on Ü-Tsang. When they were still children, they had heard tales about how the Great Tang soldiers had killed their way onto the plateau, even getting close to the Great Snow Mountain Holy Temple for a time.
But that was a matter from very long ago, and even the Emperor had been a different one.
The Tibetans had originally forgotten about these memories. Just yesterday, they had even been laughing at the Tang. But the fifty thousand deaths had made these eagles of the plateau remember their past sorrows.
Although no one believed that the Annan Protectorate army could defeat the five hundred thousand soldiers of the Mengshe–Ü-Tsang army, there was no doubt that it was an opponent worthy of their respect.
"Move out!"
Dalun Ruozan, Huoshu Huicang, Duan Gequan, and Geluofeng, the four leaders of the Mengshe–Ü-Tsang army, lined up their horses and faced the mountain, swiftly issuing the order to attack.
"Kiiiill!"
Their cries shook the heavens as the earth quaked. Thousands of fully-armored soldiers, as vast as the sea, began to surge toward the final stronghold of the Great Tang. Surprisingly, however, the first wave of attackers did not consist of the pugnacious
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