Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
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
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 14
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 31: Weaving Shadow Nest! Crypt Lord!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 617: Bodhisattva Lowers Its Gaze
Chapter 633: Coda!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
In his decades presiding over the southwest, Dalun Ruozan had never lost to Zhangchou Jianqiong, nor had he ever lost to Mengshe Zhao and Geluofeng. But in the end, he had lost to a teenager from the Great Tang.
The achievements he had built up over the decades had only ended up fueling that youth's rise.
To Dalun Ruozan, this loss was completely unacceptable.
"No, there's still a chance. There must be a chance…"
Dalun Ruozan desperately clenched his fists.
Mengshe Zhao and Ü-Tsang had still not lost. Although Geluofeng had already fallen, they still had the soldiers. Their combined numbers far exceeded the Great Tang's.
As long as he could gather together the Mengshe–Ü-Tsang army… No, the Mengshe Zhao army was impossible to gather. Without Geluofeng, the army from top to bottom had lost the will to fight.
But Ü-Tsang still had a chance!
As long as the Tibetan cavalry could gather together and restabilize, at the same time luring the Annan Protectorate army from the summit, the Mengshe–Ü-Tsang army still had a chance. There was still a hope of defeating the Annan Protectorate army.
Cavalry below ten thousand was insufficient, but invincible above ten thousand.
The Tibetans definitely had more than ten thousand cavalry! Gathered together, as long as they weren't fighting on the mountain, they still had a battle in them.
"All soldiers of Ü-Tsang, heed the signal and gather.
"Blow the horns!"
Dalun Ruozan fiercely rode his horse forward as he attempted to constrain the crumbling army. As people of the plateau, the Tibetans were a fierce and pugnacious people, and much more disciplined than the people of Mengshe Zhao.
In a few short moments, Dalun Ruozan had gathered a large number of fleeing Tibetan cavalry at his side.
But just when Dalun Ruozan wanted to lead his troops in a counterattack, his dreams were utterly shattered.
"Kill!"
A roar came from the rear and the earth trembled. Dalun Ruozan turned his head and saw a sight that he w
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