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 754: First Battle (III)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
"Gather the Qinghai Soldiers! Deal with these enemies in a single exchange!"
Flames of anger seethed in Dayan Pugyal's eyes, fueled by the deaths of more than eight thousand Tibetan warriors. No soldier of any people could act so wantonly on the Tibetan Plateau, especially the primarily-infantry Tang.
No matter who these people were, if they thought to show off their strength by defeating these recruits and crisscross the plateau without fear, then they were gravely mistaken.
He would let them know what it meant to be a true overlord of the plateau!
Rumble! Following Dayan Pugyal's order, a change immediately occurred in the remaining twenty thousand Tibetan cavalry. As if anticipating something, the recruits swiftly retreated to the sides.
Behind them, a storm of energy was rapidly advancing in a cloud of dust. In the blink of an eye, a force of around seven thousand soldiers, all of muscular and doughty constitution, rode out.
Unlike the other Tibetan recruits, who wore semi-finished suits of armor or even just a few pieces, these soldiers were equipped with the full suit of regular plate armor.
But in terms of quality, the dark red armor these soldiers wore was even better than those worn by regular soldiers. None of the other recruits received this sort of treatment.
Their most unique trait, however, was on their foreheads. In the center of each of their foreheads, right between the eyebrows, was a white symbol the size of a thumb.
The seven thousand red-armored soldiers seethed with killing intent as they galloped toward Dayan Pugyal.
'Qinghai'!
In Tibetan1, the word 'Qinghai' had been written on the chests of the red-armored soldiers.
The Qinghai Soldiers!
This was the strongest force in the Zhangzhung Recruit Training Camp, the troops that Dayan Mangban had desired in his letter.
The Qinghai Soldiers were different from the White Braves, and different from all the other soldiers of Ü-Tsang. They were not elites cho
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