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 853: Scouring the Turkic Steppe
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
"General."
At this moment, a low voice rang out at Li Siye's ear.
"Tibetan vultures have been sighted. They've noticed us."
Li Siye's eyes flashed as he turned to follow the scout's gaze. To the southwest, a massive black vulture had appeared in the sky, circling in the air as it clearly observed them. Even farther off, he could see a black silhouette mounted on a warhorse peeking out over the horizon, watching them from a distance.
From his dress, he was clearly a Tibetan horseman.
"There's no need to worry. Let them do what they want."
Li Siye quickly turned back around.
"There's no one left in Ü-Tsang's north that can threaten us."
With this, Li Siye turned his gaze back to the north, transforming into an unmoving war god, silently waiting and watching.
……
Northwest of Qixi, across the long arc of the border and deep into the Turkic steppe…
Rumble!
Soon after Li Siye had departed, Cheng Sanyuan had left with three thousand Wushang Cavalry, traveling through the Turkic steppe along its most lush and fertile regions. The Wushang Cavalry rarely ventured this deeply into the steppe, so Cheng Sanyuan had brought three guides.
A thin Hu mounted on a warhorse pointed ahead and said, "Milord, another ten-some li ahead is an oasis. The Gu-er-ri Tribe's people often water their cows and sheep there."
"All soldiers, move out!"
A cold light in his eyes, Cheng Sanyuan held aloft his sword and thrust it forward. Instantly, thousands of cavalry surged past him, charging toward that area. Thirty minutes later, the three thousand Wushang Cavalry had arrived. What they were greeted with was not the sight of a clear oasis, but thousands upon thousands of cows and sheep, as well as Turkic shepherds dressed in lambskin.
"Shit, it's the Han!"
"How did their soldiers appear here? Run away!"
At the sight of Cheng Sanyuan's forces, the Turkic shepherds panicked. Some of the shepherds rapidly assembled a small defensive force
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