Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3820: Essence of the Five Organs
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 306: Malice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 228: Surrounded
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139.5- Ice Corridor (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139- Ice Corridor
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
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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