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!
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
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
Chapter 750: Assault on Tsongkha Zhangzhung Camp!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Looking down from the sky, one would see tens of thousands of black dots spread out over the vast landscape. Each of these black dots was a tent, and around these tents, sparks were shooting out, furnaces spitting flames into the sky. Next to these furnaces were bare-chested and sweaty Tibetan blacksmiths, their skin bronze in the light of the furnaces as they put their all into hammering pieces of plate armor.
Neeeeigh! A muscular Tibetan highland steed stirred up clouds of dust as it approached, its fierce rider shouting something.
Gallop! Following this single warhorse were thousands more Tibetan cavalry, but unlike regular Tibetan cavalry, these soldiers were wearing clearly incomplete armor. Moreover, the armor was not the usual black, but green.
In the Tibetan Plateau, only one kind of soldier would wear green armor: new recruits!
If one surveyed this land, one's eyes would immediately lock onto the very center of this region, where a black banner, twenty-some zhang tall, flapped in the air. On this black banner was the striking image of a rearing white elephant intersected with a scimitar!
This place was Tsongkha's 'Zhangzhung Recruit Training Center', the most famous training camp in all of the Ü-Tsang Empire, and the largest of its Three Great Training Camps.
Tsongkha trained recruits for the entirety of the empire, constantly providing it with new blood, so it received the favor and attention of all four Royal Lineages.
Imperial Great Generals Huoshu Huicang and Dusong Mangpoje drew a significant portion of their troops from Tsongkha.
Each year, this camp would train twenty to thirty thousand recruits.
Flap flap!
A black messenger bird flew into the largest tent, in the center of the camp. Within, a hand shrouded in black armor swiftly received the bird.
"General, it's a letter from Lord Dayan Mangban!" A young Tibetan guard dressed in black armor spoke, his head turning to the stalwart and looming
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