Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 163: Battle Supplies
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 415: After Killing, Go Up The Mountain
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 41: Too Many
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 758- War Manuscript
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 898 - A Talented Subject Knows the Right Leader to Serve
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 757.5- Gamble part 2
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.07 - Northern District's Haze
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 40: Those On the Fence
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3724: Ancestor Ling Perishes
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 162: All-Purpose Handyman
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 414: I Only Want to Kill People Before the Rain Stops
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 39: How Dare You Kill My Horse?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 757- Gamble part 1
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 897 - Another Mortal God?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 756- Trapped
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 776: Astral Winds
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 205 - I'm In A Hurry
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.06 - Northern District's Haze
Chapter 589: The Decisive Battle! A Vague Exchange of Sharp Words!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The battle quickly concluded.
The Tibetans did not launch a new wave of attacks, and the Annan Protectorate army did not continue their pursuit. The base of the mountain seemed to serve as an invisible furrow that divided the Annan Protectorate army from the Mengshe–Ü-Tsang army.
Both sides minded their own business.
But once one side crossed this boundary, it would mean that another round of fighting was about to begin.
"How is it? Have you finished counting up our casualties?"
On the summit, Luo Ji, Lin Wushou, and the other generals of the Annan Protectorate army had convened to take stock of their losses.
"From the start of the battle to now, our losses total 8764 people!"
Lin Wushou glanced at the book sent over by the registrar officer before raising his head and speaking to the gathered generals.
"This also means that we only have 91,000 soldiers left."
These words seemed to immediately cause even the air to grow heavier. From Lion City to here, everyone had been focused on the number of soldiers under their command. After every battle, they would always count up how many troops they had left.
The Mengshe–Ü-Tsang army was simply too large, stretching on to the horizon no matter where they looked. This sort of pressure was actually quite significant.
If the Annan Protectorate army wanted to survive, they had to cherish each and every soldier.
That this first exchange had resulted in a loss of nearly one-tenth of their manpower was very heavy news for these generals.
"How many troops did the enemy lose?" a one-armed general asked. Although he only had one arm, this general still seemed extremely strong and brave. The energy exuded by his body was even more formidable than Luo Ji's or Lin Wushou's.
The most unique thing about him was still that seemingly extremely heavy saber in his hand. This saber was half a foot wide and six feet long. The blade itself was extremely thick and heavy.
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