Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chapter 766: Buluhu's Mountain Army
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Putting aside the movements in the Qixi Protectorate headquarters, on the Tibetan Plateau, Wang Chong's Wushang Cavalry and the experts he had brought from the great clans were currently preparing for battle.
Neigh!
The excited cries of horses came from the distance, instantly shattering the calm of the plateau. The Tibetans had reacted much faster than expected, and in the blink of an eye, the ground began to quake. Thousands of Tibetan cavalry began to gallop out from the horizon in a dense black tide.
Their mountain-toppling momentum blotted out the skies, striking dread into every heart.
The winds suddenly began to rage, and the atmosphere on the steppe instantly turned tense.
"Ready!"
Wang Chong raised his sword and pointed it forward, his voice calm and composed. There was no fear on Wang Chong's face at the sight of these thousands of charging Tibetan cavalry, only endless anticipation. If he wanted to change the fate of Qixi, the Western Regions, the entire empire, he had to start here.
Clang! Armor clattered, and barely a moment after Wang Chong gave the order, the five thousand Wushang Cavalry behind him were ready. They silently stood behind Wang Chong like looming mountains. 'Strike as quickly as fire; be as immovable as a mountain.' Although the army was motionless, every person could sense the volcanic energy lurking underneath the calm exterior.
Ten li, eight li, six li…
As the Tibetans drew closer and closer, it became possible to see the breath coming from their mouths and the weapons rattling in their hands.
"It's the Mountain Army!" someone cried out in alarm—not from Wang Chong's camp, but from the Qixi Protectorate army scouts several hundred zhang away. They often fought with the Tibetans, so they were very familiar with the different Tibetan armies. At a glance they had seen the symbol of a mountain peak on the left side of these Tibetans' chests.
The Tibetans had different armies according to the di
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