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
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
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
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
Chapter 828: Fierce Battle at the Armory! (I)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
It was obvious that these piles of hay and torches had been prepared beforehand, just waiting for the Turks to walk into the trap.
But this was only the beginning. Rumble! A massive noise came from above the Black Wolf Yabgu as something howled through the wind. The Yabgu raised his head and saw that some black silhouette was rapidly approaching him. With a boom, it landed in front of him.
Close up, the Black Wolf Yabgu realized that it was a massive wooden pillar. Something had been written on it, not in the Han characters commonly used in Qixi, but in Turkic.
'In the thirty-eighth year of the Sage Emperor’s reign, on the seventeenth of the eleventh month, the Black Wolf Yabgu of the Western Turkic Khaganate, Agudu Lan, died in this place, and this stele was erected in commemoration'! (TN: The thirty-eighth year of the Sage Emperor’s reign coincides with the year 750.)
"Bastard!"
Agudu Lan was immediately enraged.
"Just who was it? Get out here!"
Agudu Lan's bellow resounded through the darkness. Agudu Lan's reputation in the Western Regions was no less than Dayan Mangban's, both of them renowned generals who stood at the peak of the region. Anyone who dared to scheme against him from the shadows would have to pay a price.
There was no one left in Qixi that was a match for him. Even if his opponent was lying in ambush, the results would prove that they had just been seeking death!
After what seemed like both a second and an eternity, a roar of laughter began to echo in the darkness. "Hahaha, Agudu Lan, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" It was an extremely young voice, one satisfied to see a plan succeed. Neeeigh! A warhorse with hooves as white as snow cried out as it galloped into view, a sixteen- or seventeen-year-old youth of extraordinary demeanor riding upon it.
"Kiiill!"
A shout shook the heavens, and suddenly, hundreds upon thousands of cavalry were charging at the Turks like a hurricane, with a
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