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 861: Two Hundred Thousand Warhorses!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
In the war of the southwest, almost all the soldiers of the Ngari Royal Lineage were lost, and at the triangular gap, the soldiers of the northern region suffered a similar fate. There were two Great Generals and one wise minister, but none of them had any soldiers to command, a truly difficult problem that needed to be resolved.
"You don't need to worry about that. I've already prepared everything," Dalun Ruozan indifferently said, apparently having already predicted that Dusong Mangpoje would bring up this topic. As he spoke, he glanced at Huoshu Huicang.
Dusong Mangpoje suddenly turned in understanding to Huoshu Huicang. In this period of time, he had kept so close to Huoshu Huicang that he might as well have been his shadow. He knew everything about Huoshu Huicang's comings and goings, but he had never seen him meet anyone, much less borrow soldiers.
But Dusong Mangpoje knew that Dalun Ruozan would not lie.
"My deepest apologies. I did not tell you everything."
Huoshu Huicang was quiet for a few moments, a hint of apology in his eyes.
"Before I went to the Great Snow Mountain Holy Temple to see you, I had already complied with the Great Minister's orders and gone to see many people to borrow soldiers. Our Ü-Tsang has already been defeated three times and lost many soldiers, but we've essentially not won once in our battles with the Great Tang, and even Zhangzhung Training Center was destroyed. Just like us, they also wanted an opportunity to alter our situation, seeking out a chance to topple the Great Tang and revitalize our Ü-Tsang."
As Huoshu Huicang spoke, he turned to a gloomy corner of the prison.
"Come out!"
The prison was silent, and then after a few moments, a muscular figure with a saber slung across his waist, his body exuding a baleful and bloody aura, walked out from the shadows.
"Great General Dusong, long time no see!"
Upon seeing this figure, Dusong Mangpoje's body shuddered in understanding, a
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