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!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
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)
Chapter 790: The Last Battle!
Translated by: Hypersheep35
Edited by: Michyrr
"Lord Marquis, the Tibetans are about to attack again!"
Everyone behind the steel walls became nervous as they heard the distant yak horns blare. This attack had come faster than any of them had expected.
And all of them could hear something different in those horns. This battle would definitely be more dangerous and fraught with tension than the ones previous.
"Don't get nervous! I have everything planned out!"
Wang Chong solemnly looked forward, his body unmoving.
Dusong Mangpoje was going to move, and Wang Chong was keenly aware that he was absolutely no match for this Ü-Tsang Great General, not even with the Karmic Battle Armor.
Dusong Mangpoje was a transcendent expert on the same level as Zhangchou Jianqiong, Geshu Han, and Fumeng Lingcha. He simply wasn't prepared to fight with an expert of this level.
Rumble!
Like a flash of lightning, a massive black war banner was suddenly thrust into the air, bearing the image of a silver-white eagle. In front of this banner was a slender figure riding a stalwart divine steed of the Great Snow Mountain, a demonic god appearing before all of them.
He wasn't a very tall man, but he exuded an aura as vast as the seas that could make anyone feel tiny and meek.
Dusong Mangpoje!
Even at this distance, Wang Chong immediately recognized the Ü-Tsang Great General he had met in the capital.
Time seemed to grind to a halt.
A second seemed to drag on for countless years, and then the earth quaked. Countless Tibetan warriors charged out behind Dusong Mangpoje, a black flood of steel washing over the earth.
"Kiiill!"
As thousands of Tibetans howled with all their might, the waves of sound were like a massive explosion, stirring a fierce gale that surged toward the triangular gap.
This formidable momentum caused even the heavens to lose their color, and all the Tang paled at this sight.
"Lord Marquis!"
They all turned to look at Wang Chong. At this moment, only Wang Chong could soothe the army
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