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 747: Eagle Team! (I)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Wang Chong turned his head and said, "Li Siye, I leave this matter to you."
Li Siye hurriedly bowed and said, "Yes, Lord Marquis."
After taking care of a few miscellaneous matters, Wang Chong stood up and stretched while looking out the window.
"It's about time to take care of that other matter."
Wang Chong stretched a bit more before leaving the room.
The City of Steel's outer wall was basically complete, and with the Wushang soldiers and the Turkic warhorses both having arrived, he could finally begin his plan.
Wang Chong had not chosen Wushang because it was a remote and peaceful place, but because he wanted to fend off the Western Turkic Khaganate to the east and Ü-Tsang from the west, completely altering the environment around Qixi. This was for the sake of the Anxi Protectorate army and to prepare for the Battle of Talas.
Now, everything was ready. Only one thing was missing.
Bang!
Sunlight poured in as the door opened, and Wang Chong, dressed in a blue gown, stepped over the threshold. After walking for a few moments, he began to hear deafening shouts.
After leaving the room and taking a left turn, he could see five thousand Wushang soldiers in the distance, mounted on stalwart Turkic steeds and performing harsh drills under the sunlight.
Thousands of wooden stakes had been placed on the ground in front of them. The distance between the wooden stakes varied, ranging from wide enough for a carriage to pass to so narrow that only a pair of horse legs could get by.
And there seemed to be no order to the arrangement of the wooden stakes.
'Disordered Horse Stakes' was a method that Wang Chong had developed in his last life to train top-notch cavalry as quickly as possible. In this life, however, he was using this method to teach the Wushang their first lesson: riding the horse.
Neigh!
With a cry, five or six Wushang leapt forward on their horses. In the midst of impassioned whinnies, these warhorses worked their way through
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